Happy Days Are Here Again! (Almost, Almost...)

Yay! Exams are officially oovvvveeerrrr bbbaaabbbyyyy! Ok, I still have one more psych paper to write... *Deep sigh* But I bought underwear today! Pretty underwear makes people happy, no?

The exams have been quite the bitch this semester. Finance was the shocker, seeing how all his previous tests and mid term were rather easy. When I saw the problem questions I did a silent prayer. *Deeper sigh*

Business Processes paper took place this morning. While people were probably trying to frantically remember formulas and shit, I was busy primping. Hey, if you have to face the execution squad, you might as well look good at it.

See, wake up early to put on make-up. I'm hopeless. And I didn't even have any plans to go out.

Oh, it's growing late, am I going to make it to school in time? Oh well, who cares, pose one more time first. (my sis sent me to school in a cab.. so anyway...)

The exam was ok lah... Probably made mistakes I shouldn't have, but what is new, right? Even the prof isn't foolproof. At the nth minute, one of my classmates discovered a mistake (ok, we all spotted the anormaly but couldn't care enough to ask about it) and he changed the content of the question, forcing everyone to redo. *asshole*

But the day got better because I got back my Mind, Brain and Society (a psych course) paper.

Yeah, topic close to my heart. *laughs*

But more importantly...

Handed in the paper late and got the marks deduction... *bleah* But still, considering how I was like "Screw it", that's a pretty decent grade... *happy dance*

Don't you just hate professors who can write properly to save your eyes? And that man was writing in CAPS! sheesh...

Why Oh Why...

This semester has been surreal. I almost feel like a 3rd part spectator, watching as Miss Joanne Chan falls into a pit of heck-care, don't give a fuck, self-wallowing despair. Really. I feel like I've learnt nothing and even more scarily, I don't seem to give a shit.

My grades stink. My projects were spastic. I hated some team mates and teachers probably thought of me as the proverbial airhead. If you were speaking to the Joanne of old, I would probably be hyperventilating. Ignomity in school is such a tragedy. But I've reached such a stage that I really, really, don't care.

My exams start tomorrow. This entire study week has been a farce; I slept away most of the time and my waking consciousness was spent in front of the tv or laptop. And on Friday, when normal people would be panicking, I was busy gorging myself silly on food and ktv-ing. Yup, I was supposed to go to school for a bonus, "optional" (ie last minute) lesson that my psych prof concocted. I woke up, got ready, and decided not to attend class.

More brilliantly, I psycho-ed Sylvia into not going as well and we ended up going to City Hall for a BK breakfast. After that, we swore we would go and study Finance. We spent the whole time in the library booking our short holiday. (FYI, we decided to go with Gallery Hotel instead cos it's cheaper... and Coco Latte is just downstairs!)

In the afternoon, I met the KB gang (after like 2-3 mths hiatus) for lunch at Kenny Rogers. Then we karaoked for 6 hours. Finished the utterly sinful day with dinner at Crystal Jade (xiao long baos! I could have wept with joy).

So you see, my academic life is falling apart and I just can't bring myself to go pick up the pieces. If anyone wants to save my condemned soul, it is about time you appeared to shake me into a caring mode.

Alright, off to play games. Might as well enjoy my degeneration.

Mood: Blah

It's finally dawned on me that happy mood makes for poor blogging. Really. Ok, so I'm not exactly in a great mood (exams in less than a week and I've done no studying!), but a truly good blog entry (in my opinion, anyway), comes from angst. No angst, no creativity juice. Cos no one wants to read about happy (boring) stuff. In some sense, we're all perverted masochists who delight in reading other people's misery just so that our pathetic lives are justified. Hiak. Going off on another judgment crusade.

Oh yeah, I've quit Ventures, in case anyone cares. I've finally gotten sick of all the Indians in the club. Come to think of it, the Chinese were pretty sickening as well. I think it's just the club. The vibe in it was virile with the disease of self-preservation and the need for selfishness. I was truly depressed just being associated with such a loser club. I hope it crumbles. Yuck. And Shashank, if you harbour hopes of ever making it in the real world, please stop shoving your head up your ass and imagining it to be the best place in the universe. Seriously, it's time you took stock of how utterly hated and mocked at you are.

Back to pretending to study. Oh, and I can't wait for 3rd December. Syl, Kris and I are checking into the Shangri-La Rasa Sentosa for some well-deserved (?) R & R. Sun, sand, sea and hopefully half-naked pool boys to serve our every needs! Fadz is not gonna be pleased... :)

P.S.: Heh, I know, how random. My 3 1/2 yr anniversary with the Fadz man is coming soon. I need gift ideas! Help, help, help!

- If you were a cartoon character, what would you be like?
the animated version of Jessica Simpson

- Can you do anything freakish with your body?
twist my neck really quickily for that satisfying snap

- What feature do you find most attractive on girls/guys?
toned arms

- Would you vote for a woman candidate for president?
heck yeah

- Would you marry for money?
nah, the rich ones tend to need extramarital affairs

- Have you had braces?
No and I begrudge every moment

- Do you wear lip gloss?
Used to. Now it's just lip balm and glossy lipstick

- Do you sing in the shower?
Duh! Of course! everytime a song gets in my head.

- Do you play any sports?
Volleyball, bowling (I strike occasionally!)

- Could you live without a computer?
Nope, she's my baby girl!

- Do you use AOL, MSN, Yahoo?
only MSN

- If so, how many people are on your list?
Dunno, plenty of random people

- If you could live in any past, where would it be?
And be without air-con? Clean water? My laptop? No way, no hell

- Do you wear white socks?
No, too high-school

- Do you wear shoes?
Mizuno for volleyball, fake adidas for rainy days, Birkenstocks when I'm lazy and heels for everything else.

- What is your favorite fruit?
Seedless grapes. I eat them by the bunches.

- Do you eat wheat bread or white?
Anything will do. Just none of that gross kind with fruits and nuts in them. (shudder)

- What is your favorite place to visit?
New York, damn but it's lovely. Central Park! MTV!

.- Fav DVD?
Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Bite me, Angel, bite me.

- Do you kiss on the first date?
No, I'm really a shy, Catholic girl

Are you photogenic?
Hardly. A sad tragedy

- Do you dream in color or black and white?
Colour, full colour

- What are you wearing right now?
Abercrombie shirt and flower shorts

- Do you eat a lot of fruit?
only if someone cuts for me (Mum!)

- Do you have dimples?
Yes, and if I smile very widely, I have 4

- Do you remember being born?
If I did you would have read about it by now

- Do you drink alcohol?
Yeah, but I'm trying to stop.

- Do you like high school?
yes! yes! yes! best moments of my life!

What is the best accent?
British. Or whatever Orlando Bloom is spouting

- Do you like sunsets?
yup, tres romantic

- Do you want to live to be 100?
No, I rather die than get wrinkly

- Do you or have you played with a ouija board?
Nah, I'm a chicken, remember?

- Are you loyal?
Fiercely, until you screw me over. Then you better duck for cover, bitch!

- Are you tolerant of other peoples beliefs?
yup, every day of my life is now about acceptance, not just tolerance

- Is music your life?
Quite, I get a kick out of freakishly being able to name someone's entire playlist just by listening

- Do you like scary movies?
only if I can scream from behind my eyes and not get laughed at

- Do you think you can draw well?
like a monkey, maybe

- At what age did you find out that Santa Clause wasn't real?
can't remember. just one of those things that were never very important

- How many pairs of shoes do have in your closet?
dunno. 20 over?
- Do you like to wear the same shoes everyday?
nope, doesn't always match my ensemble

- Do you write poetry?
only if you like cheesy rhymes

- Snore?
nope, i swear i don't!

- Do you sleep more on your back, front, or sides?
neither. i'm always on my stomach

- Do you like Cats/Dogs?
Cats, cats! aww, so cute and mean!

- Do you lick stamps?
yuck, can you say gross!?

- Do you use an electric can opener?
No, i'm old-fashion brute strength

- Have you ridden in a hot air balloon?
no, but one day... one day...

- Like your name?
yup, especially when someone is saying it sexily into my ears *hiak hiak*

- Were you named after anyone?
nope, i was named after me
- Do you wish on stars?
stars, moon, sun, clouds. anything to make my life better

- Which finger is your favorite?
index finger. that's where the ring is going

- When did you last cry?
2 days ago. when cedric diggory died. sigh..

- What is your favorite band?
platinum diamond from Tiffany's... haha!

- Who do you admire?
the president's wife. smart move snaring him all those years ago. i also want to be first lady!

- What is the 1 priority in your life?
staying positive
- What is your favorite day of the week?
friday nights!

I Hate My Life (Just This Few Weeks)

I've just fucking reached home. Been in school since 10am doing my stupid project, and it's still not done!!!!!!! I even missed dinner and it's still not complete! We are the most incompetent and slow assholes in the world!

I've never stayed so late in school before, mainly because it's so damn expensive to take a cab!

And the craziest thing is that when we left, there were still a lot of people making tons of noise in the school. Bloody assholes, no home to go home too ah? *fume* *rage*

And the security guards can't even be bothered to chase people out anymore. As we stumbled out of the life looking for the exit, the bored security guard just pointed his thumb at the glass door. Guess he does that a lot. Yeah, one of the worse jobs in the world, FIY, night shift security guard ranks waaayyy up there.

Then we didn't know where to get a cab, cos mostly curb surrounds the school. So we ran from street to street like bloody idiots. Yup, just two hysterical broods causing havoc as usual...

Sigh, and I still have a paper to write and submit tomorrow. How, how, how? How to complete? And it's already late... sheeshhh... I hate this semester, how I wish it would just end now... :(

Embarrassement and Joy

I think I'm going bonkers. Going to school on Sunday tends to drive people nuts. Anyway, I was walking to school and listening to the radio. Thinking I was alone (I crossed the road alone what!), I started to hum along to the radio. Suddenly, T.A.T.U's song "All About Us" came on and I started SINGING. At the chorus, I sang ALOUD.

Then my spider sense tingled. Turning around, I saw Andre (this cute half-breed from my tech class) smiling at me. Sheesh. Talk about embarrassment. At least he was gentlemenly enough to pretend nothing happened and struck up a conversation with me. Amen to that.

So what's my joy? I got all my bids for next sem! No more nights of worrying!! No more harrassment and fear! Ok, so I overbidded on the courses, but what the hell, at least I can sleep at night.

Let's Go... South-East Asia!

It is finally materializing; my dreams of travelling the world. For the past year, a few friends and I have been floating the idea of backpacking around the world. To soak up in the local culture, to see the ruins of ancient civilizations, to be away from civilization (well, the Singaporean materialistic-concept of civilization)... Yes, yes, I can't wait.

The original plan was to backpack Europe, but due to serious money constraints, we have set our sights lower: South-East Asia. Skipping Malaysia (duh, lack of culture), we should be visiting Thailand, Myanmar, Cambodia, Laos and Vietnam. Within a month.

For a while, I was a little skeptical over the possibility of the trip materializing. But for some reason, Fadz has renewed his interest and has launched into intensive research for the project. And I feel completely assured because he can be so damn anal when he wants to be. He's even thinking of making a map to show all the available routes.

I can't wait. To truly rough it out, move away from the sanitized Western-influenced world... Exciting! Wish me luck!

Bastard

Bidding for the next semester has begun. Guess who deigned to lower his superior self and msn me?

A: Hello dear

A: Did you get assigned Ethics? Which group?

Me: Grp 4

A: Damn, I'm in Gp 5

A: Good luck

A: Bye!

Motherfucker. Only know how to use people for personal gains. If I was in the same class I also wouldn't want to do project with you. You think you really can manipulate people to suit your needs? You really think you can tie up your designated project mates so that you are constantly surrounded by your minions?

Go fuck yourself lah, seriously. Thank God I am also a manipulative female and can fake a smile whenever I see you. Otherwise, the real me just wants to spit in your face and laugh at your hypocrisy. I'm not your freaking puppet, so don't cross my path.

CB asshole.

Selamat Hari Raya!

Busy, busy, week. Tests, assignments, papers and projects all culminating in a big crush to destroy my sanity. Everything is due. Nothing is completed. Compounded with that fact that I'm down with the freaking flu... Yup, just another ordinary week as an SMU student.

Just took a cab to school on a SATURDAY for morning makeup lessons. Will be followed by another long day of project meetings. Supposed to be holiday week right? Wrong. I've been back to school everyday single, motherf**king day of the week. Deepavali: Project. Hari Raya: Lessons and Project. I have a right to be this bitter. *sniff sniff*

On a happier note, I managed to squeeze in a visit to Fadzli's house on Hari Raya. The highlight: his mother's amazing good food, of course! Erm, didn't take any pictures, cos it's a bit difficult explaining to his mum that I wanted to showcase her food on the web and make people jealous. But people, imagine beef rendang, sambal sotong, chilli chicken, lontong, cornflake cookies, chocolate chip cookies, kueh lapis, muruku... yup, you get the idea.

Me with the Fadz Man. His bro was going for artistic (?) angle.

Meet the family. Yup, cheesy grin!

The grandchildren. And that's only the maternal side. It's crazy man. I have like 2 cousins can!

My fave little cousin! Fariz is crazy! Usually, he likes to smile. But due to unfortunate circumstances (he lost his front teeth), he's looking kinda glum. I adore Fariz. So bloody cute and naughty. At one point, he was sitting quietly in one corner. Fadz prodded him and made him kiss me. Waaahhhh... Heart melt.

Another crazy cousin. Looks girly, but acts like a boy. Seriously, she could whoop your ass.

Yeah, never take a lot of photos. Although I must say when they went through the ritual of asking for forgiveness, I felt very emotional. His grandma was crying and the older folks all looked so solemn. The grandkids were all just heeha-hahaing. So much for tradition.

Sigh, can't wait for next year.