restless. Bloody hell. So restless without my laptop.
So restless and uninspired to start on my friggin' lab reports. So restless my mind's been wonderin. I kept replaying in my head, that night at Munchie's trying to find that exact moment where I could have turned my head and realised my laptop was at the table right beside us and rescue it. Its like I've allowed my child to get lost at the shopping mall because i was too busy digging at the SALE pile. I feel like i've let my laptop down. I keep imagining it on some rickety table with poor lighting probably used to surf porn or something. Worse still, sometimes i see it dismembered, with the hard disk here and CD rom drive there. Shit la. I've also been thinking, if i could turn back time, should i go back to the time where we walk into munchie's and make sure i never leave my laptop unattended OR go back in time and do everything the same way but making sure i SEE THE BLOODY COLD BLOODED, LACKING IN CIVIC MINDEDNESS, SCUM OF THE EARTH, EVIL EVIL THIEF THAT STOLE MY BABY! then i think..no no no cannot be so VENGEFUL but i look over to the study table and my FUJITSU is not there.. my pictures.. my blog addresses... my songs...my videos.. are ALL NOT THERE. shit. shit. shit. MAY THE FLEAS OF A MILLION CAMELS INFEST YOUR ARMPITS!!!!

*deep breath* On a lighter note, shitty times such as these make more prominent thy trusty true friends. Oh Belle, what good have I done to deserve you la my love! Who else would be more kan chiong spider than me about my laptop? Trying all ways and means to find a miniscule beam of hope.. I adore you. H'annette Woo! thanks for Balderdash, Swordfish at Fish and Co. and "long kao jui" coffee and yes the hell ride back home. Yeah and Shirley and Monika and Ding Li and Daniel and yeah i could go on and on... but YES I'm so touched and blessed :)

In a huge twist of my NUS story, I find myself enjoying school this sem. I love the lsm modules i'm doing this sem. ES is cow-loads of fun and English is mind boggling and fascinating at the same time. The thing about lvl 3 LSm modules, is that you get the more experienced lecturers. These are people who have been doing what they do for donkey years ( i dunno how to convert to human years). It is most inspiring to sit and listen to lectures delivered with the comfort that can only be the product of years of experience and a great wealth of knowledge. Coupled with the type of passion that comes with ultimate devotion to a study of something one truly truly feels for. It may be about big primates, small insects, Big forests and ecosystems or small lichens and mosses. When the heart is sincere, it comes through. I think I've become a true blue science GEEK. Just the other day, Prof Hugh Tan was explaining how each of us has a unique combination of immune genes/proteins. This combination gives a characteristic body smell. Therefore in sexual selection in Homo Sapiens, smell comes into play. We would therefore be subconsiously attracted to a person whos odour indicates that that individual has a combination of immune genes that compliments ours. This is nature's (and IMHO God's) way of ensuring that the resulting offspring would get a complete or near complete immune system. COOL SHIT right? OMG. it fascinated me so much because IT MAKES SO MUCH FRIGGIN SENSE. Why people would take other people's laptop without considering the fact that it contains so much personal stuff and hard hard work makes none the slightest semblence of a sense to me! *scoff*

Ya know, sometimes when i tell people I'm in Science Faculty and I'm in the Catholic Students' Society, people get all smug and remark " I tot religion and science do not agree? " I tell you. If you study science, you'll see the complete symmetry found in a flower, the arrangement of petals in a rose according to 2 consecutive numbers in the Fibonacci's series, how your lungs are perfectly adapted to most efficiently draw oxygen from the environment, how your heart a single muscled organ the size of your fist could supply the entire human body, how we squeeze all the intestine into our abdomen and how a bird's closest animal relative is a CROCODILE and DINOSAUR... you have no choice but to submit and subscribe to the existance of a greater power and higher being. That greater power for me is my God. Simple as that.

Oh yah last random note, banner painting is so damn theraputic. Its like artistic/creative yoga. Having to do awkward squarts, bending, kneeling machiam playing twister to avoid wet paint is painful, strangely rewarding and even helps improve one's overall dexterity! Oh not to mention the turpentine HIGH! I think the final product rocks socks! Open your eyes big big when you go Central Forum HOR!

Ok. i think i've over compensated for my lack of enteries due to the lack of lap top.

Till the next time i get BLOG-spired.  ¶ 6:49 AM 1 comments

  The laptop was stolen.
For real.
Sigh.


People keep asking if there was anything important in it, I've had it for 3 yrs, thats 3 yrs of songs and photos and lab reports and designs and who knows what other random stuff but its three years of MY random stuff and therefore Yes. Everything in it was important. To me it was.  ¶ 6:31 PM 0 comments

  First comes love then comes marriage and then the baby carriage !?!

Try this.

First comes Honors then comes Masters and then the pHD.

Here's the story of the poor undergraduate souls trapped in an endless persuit for higher accolades and more alphabets added to the back of their names.

We the so-called cream of the crop (what crop? corn?) come in as freshmen at 19 and are soon transformed into Mugger Toads with days filled with lectures and tutorials and printing notes and reading notes and writing reports and reading journal articles, with a social life slowly but surely ceasing to exist, with social skills and abilities to interact and care for each other tossed aside to focus on our A+ and our 1st class honours.

The more you suceed in Mugger Toadiness, the more you fail miserably at keeping up to date with family matters and with friends and their struggles. Heck you don't even bother to detest people anymore. Theres no time. You don't exercise. You don't shop. You don't go out. You don't even hang out. You don't chill and you don't laze.

After 7 years of mugging. With enough degrees, certificates and awards to wall paper your house, you realise that in the midst of getting 'smarter', you got colder, and further, more distant, more unaware, more insensitive, more ignorant, more unapproachable and more unlovable.

I don't want that to be me. Which is why I brought the entire family out to dinner at Siam kitchen. My treat :) because i know Uroups and CGL and volunteering is gonna take me away from homecooked nightly dinners.

Then i get home and i have the wildest conversation with a dear ol friend whos apparently found the one whom she wants to spend her life with. I promised to be her wedding planner and Godma to her children when the day comes. We joke and I find it amusing at first to hear someone talk so seriously about marriage and kids. Then i realise it is no joke to her. Its real. We're 21. When pple talk about getting married, its OK. Its acceptable now, not tabOo or unrealistic. When pple ask when its your turn to settle down and have kids..its maybe not so much taunting anymore..its a VALID QUESTION. yikes.

The horror of realising that marriage and kids are SO not in any of my near future plans at all. As in who the hell thinks of getting married whilst at lecture or tutorial? you think about the textbooks you need to buy or the notes you neeed to zap. Yikes even if the bf was willing right now, i could never commit to settling down. Not now. I have degrees to get and jobs to suceed at.

Ew.. So am i the one with the problem?

We have friends our age, dressed in office clothes with working pple hair and make up and THEY look 21 and professional. We conquer the world in mismatched jeans, t shirt and sandals everyday and get our I/c checked at the movies and clubs because WE LOOK like teenagers.

Something is wrong lah is it me or NUS? pray tell.  ¶ 7:37 AM 0 comments

  Spring Cleaning. Just clearing out the photos in my phone. Yes i realise that once again i've left my blog to rot in failure-to-update hell.
Its been on heck of a holiday, but its so hard to string together alphabets to tell you exactly how i spent it but i think it was good. I think i had sufficient family time, work time, Css time, friends time maybe not enough personal God time. But new year, new start, new commitments yar. Phhft Im starting to sound like some horoscope magazine. GeeZ. MOOoving On....

Annette "sesame" Woo is so gonna yell at me for these photos but well everyone else at the science library everyday already knows we are off our rockers...what more harm can come out of this right?

Its amazing what one shawl and a few scrunchies can do. really.

Would you look at this woman wearing her jacket inside out and flashing the labels for the world to see!! That is what i had to put up with OK on top of studying. She was completely clueless that she was wearing it inside out until she tried to put her hands into the pocket...*shakes head*

Ok. Annette says she has beautiful handwriting which she is really proud of OK..always showing off to me..and putting it up on display.. I let you see lah hor..i think it speaks for itself.. What we think of it, you and I know can already lah hor.. she can live in her own self delusion ok. set arh. ok.

K enuff. Next entry we will talk about Japan.  ¶ 11:26 PM 0 comments