Curtoesy of my brother, I just realised that AJ boys really cannot make it (I'm saying this based on what he said so I'm not sterotyping. )

We were talking about relationships and then he went on to say how his friends' taste's are all pretty weird.. take for example, his friend had a crush on a girl who eats butter. Yes, you saw right. BUTTER, that fat/oil filled piece of yellow crap. Now now, everyone eats butter you say, but I'm pretty sure no one eats butter straight from the packet like how u eat chocolates now, is there? And so I went to AJC's open house for the simple purpose to take a look at butter-eating girl, and guess what? She's not as ugly as you'd expect her to be lah, in all honesty. She'd look pretty decent if she lost all that weight (surely you didn't expect her to be all slim and pretty right? Cause if she still managed to look that way after all that fat consumption I'd slit my wrists).

So yeah. After a long time, his friend finally woke up from his nightmare and got over butter-eating crush and just before my brother could congratulate him on his achievement, he moved on to another girl. A girl with normal eating habits but whose looks have pretty much fallen low. That's the sad life of AJ's boys. Just as I was about to put the verdict on how sad that guy is, my brother went on to say that he had another friend who likes this other girl, and guess what? He asked other friend to help write the girl a...................













LOVE LETTER!!!! (At this point in time, when I brother said that, I almost died from a bout of hysterical fits.) A LOVE LETTER?!?!?! For the love of god, what era is he from man? At least a love email or smthg lah.... Love letter... And somemore have to ask friend help him write... talk about sincerity man.

I half expect him to pass it to her using his loyal friend The Pigeon or probably using the ancient methods of smoke signals lah! Oh and he signed off as: your secret admirer. Is it just me or is that guy one sad case? I suddenly had a vision of myself dying an old maid if Singaporean guys are of that standard. I mean, its so..... ahem. You get the drift. If girls want suprises and different ways of expressing love, this is the guy to beat man. He's so original no one will think of it. It's so suprising it's funny.

Okie okie, I shouldn't be mean and laugh at the poor git. There's nothing wrong with liking somo one and there are many ways of expressing your love but then again, that's a number one man. Haha. So I'm probably thankful that my brother's tastes have not fallen low to that of his friends and hopefully, he will go get a girlfriend and not shock my poor mother into thinking that her only son is indeed gay. Right Jem? =]
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Sunday, January 21, 2007

I am like sooo stressed out over portfolio and fusion and whether I actually have enough works to be put up and the website and the stupid RIA assignment which I have absolutely no clue as to how the hell I'm supposed to do it I think I am going crazy. So much so that besides all that worrying, I have been doing nothing over the past two days except for sleeping and watching tv and doing the bare minimal of research. Am I screwed or am I screwed?

That aside, went to celebrate mother dearest's birthday on Thursday and we went to this Hokkaido Hotpot place at Paradiz Center. It's probably not a place that you will normally go to and will probably just walk past it without offering as much of a glance, but well well well, that place is really nice! Nice ambience, nice staff, really REALLY nice food and the only bad thing I can think about right now is that they should seriously change the music. I mean, hearing the same two tracks on repeat mode is seriously.... argh. You know what I mean.

And so, anyway, went there, got two set meals and all I can say is that thank god we ordered two sets. If we were to each order a set each, we would not have been able to get out of there alive. The portions there are in two extremes. Very small and cute or VERY VERY BIG.

That's where they put all the different sauces: peanut sauce, some sweet chilli sauce and the normal soy sauce.

Starters: some 3/4 cooked egg thing that had the yolk runny but the white all cooked. Very yummy. And it came in this cool looking plate thing and we didn't know how to eat it so the waiteress had to teach us how to eat it lah! Kimchi + eggy thing = very nice.

Oh and you know how usual hotpot places you have this one big hole where you cook all the food in? At this place, you get ur own little pot to cook, and so the food came, and it seemed like it never stopped coming. Presentation of food there is also really cute. As in, the seafood came in this boat with ice and stuff so it's something different. Mountains of beef and pork which I didn't touch, some plate with the different dumplings that they serve over there, and besides that, you get to choose what kinda main dish you want. We got the rice, vermilice and some noodle thing. For that price, it really is ALOT ALOT of food.

Then came dessert which was really really good as well. Pearl Harbour was some mango sago thing which I absolutely lurve, some yam thing that my mum ate and coffee ice cream which was not too strong. I like! Oh oh.. and this:

is one of the drinks that I really liked as well. Ice plum juice, which came in a really small glass but nevertheless, really nice and sour... the tea they serve there is not the normal green tea but rather some berry tea. Smelled like blackcurrent tea if you ask me.

All in all, that place is a really really good place if you're looking for good food so yay!
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Sunday, January 14, 2007

I'm like getting irritated very easily these days. Let's just say that a certain individual has been getting on my nerves and just at I'm about to get over what that person said, that person has to come up with another clever comment to get me all started and irritated. I think it's probably just me. Maybe I'm suffering from post-school depression, so much so that I get irritated with almost everything that that person says. It's just that person who has the power to let me feel that way and I should probably not bother about anything that person says but AAAAHHHH!!! Sometimes I just wanna scream in ____'s face! Just do us all a favour and SHADDAP! Or should I just say do me a favour and SHUDDAP! Just get out of my face! Interprete it anyway you want. I'm not saying whether she's a he or he's a she so yeah. Just wanted to let off some steam here cause I don't know what's gotten into me that I get soooooo pissed off. Am I just being too sensitive? Or am I just being stupid?
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Tuesday, January 09, 2007

After receiving two warning letters and a hysterical mother who demanded to know where I was and how I managed to skipped lessons, I hereby declare that I will be a good girl and try to attend ALL lessons and hopefully not feel like skipping any more lessons until I graduate. (note the words TRY TO.)

So dots lor. Skip only three lessons and you will get a warning letter. Not just by the school email that you will delete without as much as a glance, and without your parents ever knowing, but now, they have resorted to sending the letter to your home as well.

I mean, I was seriously shocked but probably not as shocked as my mum when she recieved the letter cause she thought I was some deliquent or something, going out but not attending lessons. She demanded to know where I was in detail and what I was doing and when I told her I didn't go for lesson because I just didn't feel like going or when I told her I was at home trying to finish last minute assignments, she had that 'I don't believe you look.' sheesh so all you people out there who are thinking of skipping lessons and don't think a big deal out of that warning letter, THINK AGAIN! don't say I never warn you. If it drives my mum crazy, it should do the same to your mum too.. =]
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Wednesday, January 03, 2007

What a long weekend! New Year holiday, Hari Raya holiday, and today, I didn't even have jap cause of dunno what reason. Think it was some e-learning week or something. And so tmr is the BIG presentation and hopefully I don't screw up. Steffie Saggie had better help me.

Just to end off with something dreamy, cause I havent been in the best of moods these few days:

For as long as I can remember, I have dreamed that I was flying high above the trees rivers and houses and people.
My imgination soars.
The sky is limitless.
As a child, every painting, sculpture, and piece of art I saw in a museum or book was a feather added to my wings.
Every picture I drew, a feather.
Every hug from my parents and grandparents, another feather.
Every laugh with my brothers and friends, more feathers.
Every snuggle with my dog, feathers.
Everytime I played ball.
Feathers, feathers, feathers.
Now I am older, and I have many feathers in my wings, a number of them from looking and creating art.
In my work, as in my life, the challenge is always there
to soar ever higher, to never stop flying.
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