i am tired

i am tired..thats all i have to say.

遙望

alrite!almost done with the second of three essays..
it may not be a fantastic essay, but i am glad theres good progress
gonna get some shuteye soon

just some thoughts on my mind===>

could there ever be a situation that makes you feel so 'disconnected' with someone you used to share time and conversations before?
why or how come theres a stigma thats attached to the event thats changed the way two individuals came to be where and how they are today?
recalled the process in eternal sunshine of a spotless mind..will having such memories erased take away the stigma?
or are we just victims of our own doing?

they should be closer then this..yet somehow (unfathomable)..an invisible barrier lies in between the sum of one plus one.
the saddest part of the day is thinking of the occasions two individuals were physically located in close proximity but the feeling was that the other being distant and foreign...that of a thousand miles

with one yearning and looking over the horizon
for the feeling that's lost.

每天多麼多麼的需要
永遠與你抱擁著
忘掉世間一切痛苦悲哀
縱使分開分開多麼遠
也會聽到你呼喚
期待我這一生再會你

+and the reason is YOUUUUuuu+ ~hoobastank

ohh man...the busted knee from last year's AHM mishap is back to haunt me!
wah lau ehz..
everytime i seem to make some progress, my body lets me down.

anyone willing to donate their knee?
i dun think mine is gonna last.
overhaul required


starting on my terrorism essay- focusing on the arab israeli conflict and the al qa'ida and US/iraq situation.

i wonder who's that guy in that foto she posted...
why do some people always miss out that opportunity that allows them to get together?
cruel twist of fate takes someone away and upon return the sentiments are not suitable for relationships anymore.
either u can't face that person anymore, having said no to you before. ( or was it just you, who didn't try hard enough?)
even if you could put it all aside..the other party faces a dilemma and could chose to let absence diffuse the tension.

after both have recuperated from their emotional wounds and moral conflicts.
things have changed..can the two still face each other without the stigma of what happened or what didn't happen?

was in a spot of photography today.

waiting for a star to fall

it was about 14 degrees or less? earlier..but i was hoping to go for a run since wednesday, the weather these few days had not been the best for running, cold winds and rain. so this evening's plan to run was impaired by the shower that came at about 5pm..fortunately it stopped around 6 and though it was cold, i was really itching to run.

with the passion that warmed me ( for a while la..ahha), i attempted to run as fast as i could around the park thats near my house, i do not know the actual distance, but on the street directory it seem like at least 2.4km.
i am still harbouring thoughts of getting my ippt done with this june when i return..although i run twice a week, a long run of 7km and a short run of 2.4km, i am still worried about maintaining this till the end of the year.

and thus i ran...and it was around 10.18
hmm not so bad i thought..now i just need to shave off 20 seconds..haha forgive me..i really want to get that gold and prove to myself i can go on to bigger things, which i almost got last year ..but tat was before i nicked my knee and had to hobble ( not hobbit ) the 21km they call the AHM.

keeping fingers crossed and joints healthy..i be trying again.
hmm my heart is beating so fast...is it for someone whom i have been pinning for?haha
fate is twisted at times, either they are with someone else or they are in a dimension whereby they just want to be by themselves.
no just in case, its not about just one person..its just me..now.how many such cases already?

ooh..i am using my other hand ..that must be a new record. haha

moving on to the next essay, anyone like to talk about the arab and israeli conflict?

porto are the champions of europe

oh man..
was up yesterday watching the champions league final..
but i fell asleep ( too tired ) before even seeing any goals.
and when i woke up it was already over...and some news was on.
was really cold coz i fell asleep without a blanket on..and ran to bed to sleep it off.

i was just wondering..were the guys in camp up as well?catching the match?
those nites of drinks and mee goreng supper with luncheon meat.HAHA

you could never beat that for male bonding.seriously
why not get out and out of this state of boredom and lonliness u say?

its hard when u are broke and need to watch your spending. disagree?i'll prove you wrong.

gonna do more readings for my other two essays.

last day of semester today. from now..its essays and exam preparation mode..of course i am always distracted by other things..heehee =P

looking at cheah's photos made me hungry..for steamboat..hahaha

yipeeee hiyo!

i am just about to complete one out of three essays..two more to go.


gonna grab some rest now and start on the other one straight away..
trying to find some time amongst the rush to study for my exam too LAH..

optus bills are killing me..they are so messy and always get bills wrong..
singapore owned further more.HAH

see you all soon.

It is strange to think, I haven't seen you for awhile. I have seen the new moon, but not you. I have seen sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face. I miss you like the sun misses the flower; like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to. Hope guides me, that is what gets me through the day and the night. The hope that after your gone from my sight, it will not be the last time that I look upon you.

runs?

i think i overdid it..ran too much..now i have the runs..

argh..ouch..erghhhhdarnit..
i'm feeling ooozy man...sheesh

besides the 'pain' i am going through now..
heres something i wish to share with all of you.
especially my dearest female friends

this is especially sweet..and i wonder where i can find this author..for i want to thank her..haha


Ode to the Nice Guys
This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate Journal
This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

blues

bad case of the monday blues.

i feel really lethargic and worst...not been productive with essays today.
gonna wrap up one of them by wednesday and then begin working on the other two asap.
still have one exam paper to study for.

keeping my fingers crossed too..
1)earlier flight back home
2)the guys make up their mind to go Thailand

...the fried rice is making me feel bloated..
gotta go run it off...

run run run run run run

from the sea-eskimo joe

here's a part of the bailiue library..
supposedly the largest library in the southern part of the world
no joke guys..the books here..

just check it out



was feeling bored. so yeap..so here's me..in the library..



supposed to do my essays but decided to just take a pic ... haha of all places eh.
its a nice place to do your work though..real quiet..dun know why..used to be able to study with all the blaring music..now i just want peace and quiet..

am i changing?
just as i was going home from the library..hmm..its such a surprise the number of attractive girls who stay late to study too..
hmm ...

essays..wat a rush

spent the whole dae at the library..

doin up my essays.

tutor is not around for me to ask for guidance,darnit.

oh well..betta get home..library closing soon.

another week past..time is not on my side

veggie soup and i am feeling damn sleepy

darnit..i am still on the waitlist..i thought after checking the SIA website that i would almost certain that i be able to get a flight back earlier.
oh well guess not YET!
still fingers crossed guys!

not even back yet, but i can almost hear and see all of you..

do you really need to have something in common with the one you love?or is it not healthy for the r.s if there is no common topic or interests?
would acommodating to the fancies of someone put a strain on a r.s?
we are all acommodating everyday..from the pesky neighbours, the lousy tutor who can;t seem to run a tute properly, making sure you do not clash with someone at work, not irritating your mum by being ur usual bochap and pesky self..etc..'

and is it different with someone you like?when ur emotions are heightened..does it also amplify your frustrations?
i just wish to say..its just not right to impose your values or preferences onto someone..fren..gf, etc..

we should all accept people for who they really are...not to change them to suit you..why can;t u change to accept them?
look around you...have you been rejection association with those whom you have a clash of ideas with?
no wonder they say..birds of a feather.flock together..

troy oh troy

i just came back after catching troy..
seriously a film attempting to tell a great story to little effect.
perhaps the trojan war is more than just a good looking face of pitt and his muscles and blond hair..hmm..i tot europeans and greeks had dark hair?oh yea..he is a son of a godess...and he is also to some the world's sexiest man..which probably explains a whole lot of stuff besides the goldilocks hair ..

throughout the entire flick..the invincible achilleus..save his heel..never gets blood on his pretty face..never gets sand or dirt on his chiselled chin...and i guess greeks have oily skin? it seems always to gleem with a sheen...deliberately to accentuate his muscles no doubt.haha

no no..dun get me wrong..i am not disappointed with this flick due to the over adoration of a man whos married...coincidentally to a greek woman...jennifer aniston or analopolous as her greek namesake would reveal her nationality...

and no..its not because his name is eric..

but i really felt eric bana did well in this flick to erase the memories of the green thing that he had attempted to play just a few movies ago..haha

his acting would beat pitts or blooms anytime.
not to mention that minus the body hair..he looked pretty pumped up too..
which reminds me..i need to hit the gym..HAHA

of course i let out a looud laff when orlando bloom as paris..prince ot troy started shooting ARROWS!haha like i murmured to my fren..he is stilll betta off with arrows then a sword..
typical legolas fashion..minus the slicken back hair, elvish ears.

action wise..not as gripping as it could have been..gladiator is tops still...u know what i mean..

helen though..va va vooom..hhahah
gtg..readings to do.

would you like some quiche?

had a torrid sunday..could not find the creative writing juice thats been drained out of me.probably due to the fact that i am losing focus cause i am coming home?
i was struggling to find the words to write as i approached the final parts of the essay..

then the internet connection went down.(AGAIN) and this time round i couldn't manage it get it up again by the good ol' trick f resetting the adsl modem and it really bothered me i figured.
i couldn;t focus..probably due to my growing frustration with the crap i had to put up with all these screwups in services and products ever since i gotten here..i am surprised i did not call them up and yell at them.

its most likely due to the fact that i think they probably won't understand me if i were to start throwing explicit language at them consisting of dialect variations of human anatomy and about dieing in the streets. and thus i admit..
i am gettting jaded..so tired of all these frustrations here..that i actually felt powerless and tired to do anything about it without it taking its mental and emotional toll on me..

three more essays to go...three more weeks to go..one exam paper and one guy with messy long hair busy with essays and who can't wait to get home!

toon army scrapes past reds

alright..liverpool would be wallowing in mid table if they didn't have steven gerrard.

and heskey continues to be the clumisest striker i seen so far..he is even worst then les ferdinand..

wat u say? cisse coming over next season?
haha...so what?!with the supply they having..relying so much on gerrard..it be tough for him to make an impact..betta off finding someone who dares to takes penalties and convert them..unlike owen..HAHA

and like i predicted..arsenal end their season undefeated.
gotta save money to get over to ashburton grove one day after i am done with my studies here.

another 600 words to go..and 3 more 2000word essays due after tat.
if only it was as easy as blogging.

time can be so slow yet so fast

man..essay due on monday..seriously running out of writing juices.
i need some muse to provide me inspiration guyzz...

i guess i been needing one for a long time..why are they so elusive?
is it mE??

time..such a confusing thing..when you are busy..it whizzes past u..when u are bored and wallowing in boredom..it just drags....

hmm it be less than a month and i be boarding the plane back home..scary..so fast and its a quarter of my stay here..hmmm..

i am missing something on my stay here..haha

red sliks

just went out to this joint in city for dinner with frances,meina,joe,michael and yu-wei...at red silks..

one of those expensive and lousy tasting restaurants here..why eat there?
well the waitresses are cute.haha
but dun look at me..i didn;t suggest the place..keke =P

had wanted to adjorn for karaokie..well its just an excuse to drink for me..but decided not to since an essay is due on mon.
made plans to watch troy..yea..arm pitts flick on tues...i am particulary interested in hellenic stuff..so the battle of troy and greek stuff is def gonna get me going..
long flick though..dun drink too much water..

posting up some more pics..

heres one of my other classmate in anthro..shes a singaporean too..taiwanese and british mixed..
anyway shes just a school fren..so..life is as such..in arts..i feel it diff to hang around with ppl coz u have diff ppl in diff classes and you dun hv much time together..anyway..shes going bk spore in winter too..so perhaps we'll mit up back home..hehe..can't wait to chomp chomp again!whos with me!




now for one of the landmarks in melbourne city..flinders street station...nice ol train station..theres a song by JET>>>are u gonna be my girl? on flinders station..its not the nicest song on their album though.haha




and lastly..federation square..its just besides flinders and theres alot of activities happening there..its a cool place..and kinda scenic with the yarra river running just beside it..




till the next time, it could take a while..gonna be busy with essays ..
counting down to the days till i get back home..still haven't gotten the earlier flight..sheesh..

pray together with me people.

i feel cranky

the strangest thing happened on mon..yea i noe..its been awhile since i last blogged..
i dunno..coz i feel that theres not much interest in it anymore coz no ones bothered to read it?
or is it just me?
i know edwin reads it..haha..old marlboro..

anyway..the thing was...aaron rajoo..someone i not seen in years..3?
happened to be in melb..visitin his gf after nus exams finished back home..
it was nice to see him..and we had a chat..

anyway..heres the pic..abang fong..the ratz is here..haha dammit..still bragging about his wing best sham back in tango..even here!gosh..haha



another pic of lindsay and me...taken a while ago..at a gig by a sporean band..remember the boredphucks anyone?PLS Say u noe em!haha
well they are known as the suns here now and i go around catching em play if the set is near where i live.



gotta get cracking on my essays..

3 more to go and one exam..and i am still praying for an earlier flight home.
pray along with me people..
i really wana get back quick!

i dun feel good here..quite moody lately..i duno why?i am extremely sensitive to what people say..
and its gettin to me..

i just need to bitch!

penne pasta anyone?

another weekend over..had alan poh n jane as well as alan ow from burwood come over for dinner earlier.
had a great meal n ended off with a couple of beers and wine as well as card games that made us all laugh..
smashed a wine glass though..sori!haha no..i was not high..blame it on my legs..heee

here are the pics..check em out..

mum called before i could call her tonight..had a chat with her..n i guess this year they had stayed home to save some money..hmm..can;t wait to get back keke..
grannies birthday soon too.

oh well..essays time again..gtg..rushing like mad.keke










watch this space!

happy mothers day!

today's blog is dedicated to my mum.
Specially for mom,
who worried.
who waited.
But never stopped loving.

usually every year..we will all be around to have a familiy dinner..nothing fancy..flowers that sorta thing..we really are a simplistic and minimalist when it comes to such things..
some would ask..why never get your mum flowers?what you buy for her?
it may seem miserly or watever u call it..but we were never gonna bow to how commericalisation has made a farce out of mothers day.
u get pricy meals out of home, ( yes we eat out though its exp, not to mention crowded ), flowers that are only cheaper then it is on valentines day, ( sorry, i not gotten any flowers since i am single, so if it changed, bear with me, or help me get out of this singlehood status.HAH! ) and lastly all those gifts that are being advertised.something all mothers would love..yea rite..if all mums loved diamonds and cooking equipment..then you probably have elizabeth taylor or Fong Tai wannabes instead of your very own mother, different from all the rest...
you probably see it differently as i do..but it all boils down to making your mum happy in the way you knew tat would give her tat effect.
so isn;t it time to just have a nice talk with your mum?

ln my mums very own words..you dun even call me once a week while you were in spore..now u call me twice a week...

must we all realise the true value of things only when they seem out of reach and no longer just where you thought they were?

____________________

i'm trying out something here..so bear with me..if it works..cool..i be inspired to take more pics..haha.
meanwhile a glimpse of my room..dun expect much..its not exactly a bachelor's pad..its a poor student's oasis...


till the next time.

what a night.

its a great day..met up with alan poh and his gf jane, went to have lunch..bought a slab of stubbies..went home for a vcd..had a really great time drinking..playing cards. dice..and had half priced pizzas.two large pizzas for only 12 bucks..gosh..cheap eh?heeez =P

its really great that alan is here..one of my regular drinking kakis back in spore..and i guess..with kakis like these around...its so much fun here..
i really need to get my social life in order..i guess the reason why i am unhappy here at times is cause i am really a social creature and i need my time with my friends or being engaged in some activity..or to talk shop with anyone..

we could only finish half the slab..thats only one dozen between us..alan has to drive back later.

carried on with more drinking after he left early and sorta learned mahjong with meina, frances and adrians mum.

hmm mothers day soon!
gotccha mummies prezzie yet?

all i can do..i call her up and have a chat with her..n tell her how much i miss her.
you people back home..theres so much more you can do.

you are truly blessed when it comes to friends

i can't say anything more to add on to the subject of my blog todae...
though it was tough comin here alone, settling in away from home, being without the companionship of my friends amongst the things that happened back home..you start to think that the world is against you and that everything is going wrong?

ammy once told me, that i am blessed already to have so many friends visit.pop by which i could find comfort and joy in meeting them here..so far away from home..
from jenny, yaohui and meiyin, alan ow, lynnette and the greatest surprise of all, alan poh from safpu..who came unannounced and we met up today in the city.
it is true..i am blessed to have so many wonderful friends and lucky to have them visit..while they are here.Or to have discovered that they are studying here as well-alan ow from back in poy days..wow..come to think of it..what else could anyone else ask for?
its wonderful!and i couldn;t say how much i am appreciative of all these small things that had occurred to me..

its the final stretch of the semester..gonna be busy soon with essays and awaiting the single exam paper that will determine when i get back home.
trying not to let the joy of being able to return to all my loved ones make me lose focus..

i am so excited..that it can be seen on my face!haha

its gonna be 3 months soon..wow..how time flies..
take care guys and gals!
miss u all and take care for now!

adore you all

one top for 40bucks.

visited the victoria sunday flea market ydae.
quite an interesting experience...
lotsa things to see n buy and eat..keke...
as well as singing policemen and women belting out top 40 hits!
its true! can;t believe it at first..haha

shld try the spanish donuts too..though i felt it was abit too pricey..haha

bought some tops too..and YET AnotHER SCARF...oh no....i think i am becoming ....

just as i was writing.tis..alan poh called...wow..
hes in melb too to visit his mum..
gonna mit up with him later..
cool

gtg for lessons.

check tis out.


Karma Police
Karma police, arrest this man
He talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge
He's like a detuned radio

Karma police, arrest this girl
Her Hitler hairdo is
Making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us

Karma Police
I've given all I can
It's not enough
I've given all I can
But we're still on the payroll

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us

And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost my self
for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

sunny side up

i wished theres more sun..its been a cold weekend..
14 and 16 degrees max..n its darn cold at nite..makes u hungry all the time too..

i am becomin a cookie monster..hahaha nice danish cookies..MUHAHHAH

feel reali relaxed n slack lately..mayb it because i am all alone at home all the time..meina only be back sundae..
losing momentum man..

tryin to get the final burst of power to tide me over the last essays and get bk home in JUNE!
can;t wait...