How I spent my birthday

So maybe my birthday this year, was not as crazy as the I had last year, with the Wish List
that was almost fulfilled by Shera and Natalie. Okay so maybe it was no where near completion, but at least I had a blast while being covered in egg, flour and whatever that they added on the 'pink solution'. And not to forget those awesome people who made my day special! You guys know who you are!


But even though I didn't get to spend time with my friends (maybe it's a different case for Syuh and Jeanice) this year, it's the awesome wishes that I got, that really brightened up my day, and I mean it.

So a very huge THANK YOU to all those who wished me this year! I realized that the gifts aren't necessarily important, but the people who know of my existence, the ones who on this day, wish to celebrate with/ congratulate me. It's rare to have friends like you guys, and I definitely thank you for brightening up my day.


Once again, Thank you to...

Those who stayed up/woke up early just to wish me through the text messages. People like my twin Guan Wei, Syuh, Jeanice, Aainaa, Gek Chong, Wan Teng, Ms Lim Hui Qi and Shera.

Those who wished me through Facebook, people like Khairul, Jeslynn, Syakirah, Sam Yong, Natalie, Azaria Song, my cousin and Shi Jie.

Those who wished me through my blog, my other part of life that I love being involved in. People like Syakirin, Melissa, Zhao Hong and Cheryl.

And last but not least, a huge thank you to Colin Lee. I am still in the state of shock that I received your call. To those who had no idea what he did, let me explain. This guy called me twice when I finally picked up. Then he placed the phone on loud speaker and sang a birthday song for me. It was pretty hilarious because immediately after he did it, someone (his sis or his mom?) actually asked him what was going on, with the questions as to who that was and why was it so loud. Hahah. But come to think of it, it was pretty awesome having to receive a call from you, so I thank you again!


Celebrations at home were pretty much on a more ' mature' setting. I woke up pretty late in the afternoon(So i could not make it for the traditional stuffs in the morning), and I had to secretly tip-toe around the house for fear of having someone grab me and shove ice/ splash cold water at me or having some other sabotage that they usually did on me every single year.


Surprisingly, I woke up to a home with 'normal' people for once, where everyone was minding their own business and not playing pranks on me. I looked like a fool, having to tip-toe around. But I was still on high alert, for fear of any sudden attacks. But as I mentioned earlier, no pranks were played on me this year. I think my family finally feels that being a 17 is a huge milestone away, in terms of maturity, from the ages below.


Everyone was lazy this year, so we ordered KFC for lunch, and then Canadian Pizza for dinner. My mum promised to cook up my favourite dishes on some other day, adding the fact that she'll try to get my 'always wanted' gifts.


Time at home was pretty much spent with all of us lazing around the house, playing games, watching DVDs, blasting the speakers, and just simple talking. It sounds pretty laid back for a birthday, but it is actually one of the best ones I had, because all we did was nothing but spent 'Quality Time' together as a family.

And what could be more special when you get to spend quality time with a bunch of quirky people who

1. keep shouting things like "Run lah! Run!" to the Hero who was being shot at, or whoever else , when we were watching a movie.
2. keep making themselves confused by telling one another, what happens in the movie next.
   
3. Keeps asking questions like "Why did he do that" when the actor did something that we didn't expect.
4. keep making sound effects whenever there was a bomb.
5. (applies to dad only) keeps switching channels or walking infront of the tv
6. argue about every single thing, as though there was a parliament session going on. Topics like the supernatural, diseases, politics and even actions of some random people.

And there you have it, how I spent my birthday.

I see a dark future ahead

I am actually contemplating the future of this blog.

I guess the deadly virus that disallows me to get my creative juices flowing is stuck to me for good. I do not intend to blog anymore after this post, but I may change my mind, I think.





A quick update on my life. I had my medical checkup yesterday and oddly, my right hand still feels numb from the blood test I had.

The urine test was really embarrassing because I sat outside the room for half an hour, gulping down cups of water before I could pee. And nurses who popped in and out of the room couldn't help but giggle as they watch me in my desperate attempt to make my bladder full.


And it was funny when I had to take the chest x-ray, for the nurse who attended to me said "Hug this okay. It's your new boyfriend." And so, I made an attempt to hug my new boyfriend. And I passed the hugging test. Hahah.


And I stole crackers from the lounge while waiting to pee. They were sugared crackers, I couldn't help it. Maybe it's because they've removed the vending machines with the yummy food inside.


And there's this fly that's annoying me.









I know you touched it. Hahaha.


Loves.

Valentine's Day

Edited.

I think amongst the three of us, Jeanice has the best post for this day, totally detailed. So, Click Here to read it!

(Saint) Valentine's Day is a holiday celebrated on February 14 by many people throughout the world. In the West, it is the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other by sending Valentine's cards, presenting flowers, or offering confectionery. The day was originally a pagan festival that was renamed after two Early Christian martyrs named Valentine. The day became associated with romantic love in the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in the High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished.

The day is most closely associated with the mutual exchange of love notes in the form of "valentines". Modern Valentine symbols include the heart-shaped outline, doves, and the figure of the winged Cupid. Since the 19th century, handwritten notes have largely given way to mass-produced greeting cards.^[1] The sending of Valentines was a fashion in nineteenth-century Great Britain, and, in 1847, Esther Howland developed a successful business in her Worcester, Massachusetts home with hand-made Valentine cards based on British models. The popularity of Valentine cards in 19th century America was a harbinger of the future commercialization of holidays in the United States.^[2]

The U.S. Greeting Card Association estimates that approximately one billion valentines are sent each year worldwide, making the day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year, behind Christmas. The association estimates that, in the US, men spend on average twice as much money as women.^[3]

Valentine's Day, the day where every guy becomes bitter as they crack their brains to figure out the perfect gift for their crush/partners/soul mates. It's supposed to sound like a joyful event where the girl breaks down and hugs the guy for the sweet gift, and the guy smiles from ear to ear because he knows that he has impressed her, but hey, nothing sounds that simple nowadays, with the recession and crap. Who to point the finger to? Well, us of course! For we are the ones who are so attracted to the Western Culture.

And no, I'm not in a crappy mood. I actually had a time of my life today. I had a date.

Well, it's not really a guy-girl date. I was actually out with not one, but two girls! And no, there's nothing wrong with me. I was out with my heroic mucus clan and they mean more than blah Valentines.

On a side note, I thought that anniversaries were supposed to be on Valentine's Day, isn't it the right time to celebrate, and meant for only couples? I guess I was wrong.

Anyway, the day was actually filled with talking, laughing, talking and more laughing.
We failed to get the belts for Tink's sis and so we wandered around in Causeway Point. From that, we actually ended up sitting outside Civic Centre. That was when the war began.

Tink and I were attacked by armies of ants(exaggerated tone) and being like survivors of spartans, we battled them (300 vs thousands = 2 vs tens. hahah) till our weapons (it was actually our bubble tea cups) were destroyed. And all this while, Mucus Woman was laughing at us.

We actually spent a lot of time on the army of ants, observing them in their last struggle of death, as life slowly seeps out of them. Tink was frightened a few times, and luckily Mucus Moster was there to save the day!

I got the nickname of being the Antminator (Terminator) for killing all those vicious biting ants. I even created a few lines or two for them as I hunted high and low for those killer ants.

Fearing that the ants would use their antannaes to send signals for more troops to attack us, we decided to abandon our weapons and base, and fled to Civic Centre's library.

We settled down and that was when we all got to know each other better. We got ourselves hyped up for no reasons as we talked about migration to countries, our future, our past "sins" and even got a gossip here and there.

It was an awesome time out with them because as I had said when I was with Raudah and Syuh, and I guess now with mucus clan, we never had to worry about place, time, or things to do. It was comfortable just being us, and having a blast just talking (everyone loves to talk deep once in a while) about random stuff.

Our species isn't extinct just yet, we just need to find the right people, right Syuh?

And Tink, the dried durians and Jack Fruit is really nice! But bloody expensive lah! hahah.

I'm on my way to find more on my kind!

Loves.

Goodbye 2008. Hello 2009

Goodbye 2008. Thank God you're finally gone. You've been the suckiest year ever.

I must say that 2008 did allow me to have some fun like

• Having a closer bond with my class; Achievers of 2008.

• Having great friends

There are of course many others whose photos isn't here. But you must understand, I'm not a photo kind of person, and I do regret it alot. But you're loved just as much as them (above). People like my volleyball teammates, coach, Ms Janay Lim, Ms Lynn Choo, Mr Soh, Mr Ben, Mdm Su, Ms Serene, Ms Lim Hui Qi, Ms Toh, Mdm Yap, Mr Fan, Mr Ni, Mdm Timah, Mr Kheng, Mdm Dzarina, Syuhada, Raudah, mak nenek Jeanice, Jia Min and so on . Like I said, there are many others who aren't named here. If I did name all of you, this post would never end.

• Like being able to attend and win events like a "Youth Blogger Finalist" and being able to catch movies with the Big Time Bloggers of Singapore.
  

I am really appreciative for all these things. But time and again, I can't help but feel that "Someone up there" is testing me. Sometimes I feel so fed up that tears just flow in frustration. Don't get me wrong. I don't want to sound all emo, nor do I want anyone's sympathy. This isn't a post of a attention seeking girl who uses stress to claim attention. Heck no.


Well, I haven't been very happy ever since I lost my companion of 11 years. Yup, my dog. Well, it hit me real darn hard. Having to cradle her while she slowly fade in and out of consciousness, with a bloody nose, on Christmas Eve last year. Then to only see her slowly fade away at home this year. I thought she would last longer. But I was wrong.


Losing my dog wasn't the only f*cked up thing that happen. There were many incidents where I almost lost my Life due to many reckless drivers. Impatient ones as well.


Then I almost did not make it on my studies, I only passed two subjects in my Prelims. Really disappointing, but it was mainly because of my health, which leads to another point.


I found out that I was suffering from stress due to problems at home. I also found out that I have high blood pressure, and would often have headaches, unless I can reduce my stress. And to make things worst, I am allergic to Panadol.


Well, I must say, that depression did hit me hard this year. With the constant misunderstandings in school, with teachers and friends. Then there are those at home. Sometimes it feels really sickening to be placed in situations where there is no where to turn to.


I wouldn't mind listening to my friend's problems and of course, to help them solve it. But time and again, I wondered "why am I helping them when I can't even solve mine?".


Maybe it sounds selfish. But I have turned down anyone who needs someone to talk to. I always try my best to make them smile again. But sometimes it hurts to much, to do something for someone and not feel appreciated. Am I caring for the wrong people? Or am I doing it all wrong? I have no idea. But what I do know is that It sucks.


Oh well, at least I still have my family, and a roof under my head.



Well, I don't really do New Year Resolutions nor Birthday wishes. But this year's a new year, so what the heck.


For my new year resolution:

1. I want my family to not worry about money matters.
2. I want everyone to be in the pink of health.
3. I want to make it to the course of my choice :Child Psychology
4. I want to be happier
5. I want to be able to play volleyball with my team again.

Well the new year has finally arrived. And all I want to say is:


To my family and my true friends, those who have been by my side when I needed you most, Thank you so much and I do love you!

To those whom I have insulted or did things to hurt you, I am truly sorry. Please do forgive me.




Well, 2009 bring it on!









Happy New Year everyone!








Loves.

Kids are forever kids

"Kids nowadays ah..."


I used to glare vehemently at the person/people who dared utter that phrase. I hated how the "older" generation always compared us to them, then. And how they described our every action with so much exaggeration that it seemed us kids were such a humiliation to them, even by existing in their presence.


But overtime, I got to understand why the "older" generation made such crude remarks on us kids.

A couple of days ago, I got to experience one of the idiotic things that kids did. I was on my way to school for one of my exam papers, and to my horror, there was a bunch of indecently dressed students from my school, who were walking or so it seems, in a big group, opposite of me. They were walking so slowly that I managed to size them up, each and every one of them.

The girls had their fringes flowing opulently down their face, and their skirts were so short and skimpy, that it could not even fit the size of a napkin. Their blouses were so low, that it almost seemed like a night gown. And to make matters worst, their bags they carried were so low, that it continuously hit their bums as they walked.

The guys on the other hand, had pants so low, that their butt cracks would be visible if not for their untucked shirts. Some had piercings all over their faces, from their mouth, to their ears, to their tongues. And they seemed almost like a lizard, showing off their tongue stud, and their long tail/fringes. And not to forget, they were constantly spitting o the floor.

I wonder how they hid all these from the teachers in school.

Their looks did not really bother me that much. Instead I was more dissappointed in the way they showed themselves. They were spouting vulgarities, with each of them saying the C and F word every ten seconds. They laughed and communicated (I wouldn't say it was talking) so loudly, that I was sure they could compete with, and win my neighbourhood's popiah-seller.


One of the most ridiculous thing that I saw, was that a couple of the girls, who were walking at the front, was actually walking backwards, with their backs facing me, so that they could hear in on the ongoing conversations within the group. And as I was approaching the group, no one informed the girls, nor did any of them budge, so as to make way for me to walk through.

I was very much pissed off, because they were walking in such a big group, so much that there wasn't any space left, and yet when people wanted to walk past, we had to give way to them? It was really stupid because as I looked at them, I realised that all of them apparently, pretended that they did not see me. I was even more furious when an elderly lady happened to past by and then did the same thing to her.


This incident is just one of the many that I have seen and heard of "kids nowadays ah..". And I am sure that it is not only from my school, but from other schools, in fact every where in Singapore, that kids are behaving just the same.

I do not know if this is Singapore's kids' way of showcasing their uniqueness, but I am still disappointed at the rate that it is going. I am sure that there are other ways to showcase our uniqueness.


It is usual for the older generation to dislike "kids nowadays" especially with news articles of underage teens having sex, drinking and even bullying.

And what's more ironic is that, there are kids out there, like me, who also dislike "kids nowadays", as we feel that the human species has split into two. One being the sane kids, the other being the barbaric, almost stone age-like hooligans.

The latter has indeed tarnished the "cute, innocent and angel-like" descriptions that parents usually gave to kids. Yes, every one wants to have fun every once in a while, but does it have to go to an extend of showcasing barbaric acts? I wonder if they behave the same at home.



It seems like the stone revolution is back. I just wonder when the dinosaurs would come back.



And to the kids out there, if you think behaving like the above mentioned is cool, IT'S NOT.

Mums always have the best advises

It's been a while since I last blogged, and apologies for that, as everyone should know, Preliminary Exams are here. Yes, this is the time where all the Youth bloggers at the age of 16 would rant on and on about how pathetic their papers were, and how disappointed they were as they did not get the questions that they had prepared for. It's funny yet annoying sometimes to see how people exaggerate on how much they are going to fail, yet the results are contradicting as they score one of the highest. Are they trying to blend in with those who seriously feel that they are going to fail just so that people would not think that they are show offs?

But I'm not going to touch anymore on the papers, because it would definitely dampen everyone's mood. No?


Moving on.

I met up with some old friends yesterday and we were thankful that we finally could meet up. We just sat around and reminisced about the past, from our childish and playful act to our nerdy dressings back then. And the realization of how time passed soon dawned upon me.

Most of us back then had the "Wah lao, secondasry school faster come, then after that work, then work got money then marry". Yes, most of us had the same typical misinterpretation of how easy Life was going to be.


But now, we're split into two. One, are the people who are still stuck in the Primary School mindset where they go around saying "wah, faster study, then go poly, then work. Got gf/bf, then enough money then marry".

Yet on the other hand, there's Two, where most of us fall in ;
"Wah lao, go back to Primary School better. Now Secondary School like shit loh, study study, then so stress, so many homework. Go poly sure die, no need to even talk about JC. Then no further studies = no job, so how to work and marry? Bf/Gf now everytime fight here fight there, say no time for them, so how to marry? Mother, father also one kind, either work and work don't want to rest, or everytime ask us do this do that for them. Wah lao, sibei stress ah. Die liao lah".


Don't you agree?


I went home that night deep in thought and poured out everything to my mum once I reached home. If you haven't noticed, my mum is like a best friend to me. I open up to her not only about school issues, but family, BGR and friendship too. I don't know how or why, but my mum always has the best advises to everything, and I confide in her even for the littlest things like having the courage to overcome the Mother Tongue O'level Examinations.



Anyway, I told my mum about how stressed out most of my friends were, which puts me in a difficult position as I have no idea on how to help them, at the same time, I fear for myself as I might be one of them to fail the Examinations too.


I wouldn't be disappointed but I fear that it would be a setback to my dad who had pinned high hopes for me, and even made arrangements for me to study overseas. And then, it would also be a disappointment to my mum as I had promised her that I would lead a successful career. But like what I mentioned earlier, no further education = no pleasant career. So how?

It was heartening to hear from her as she encouraged me to do my best, and even if I failed, there would definitely be a way to get through it, be it repeating the Exams, or getting a career elsewhere. She said, promises are often broken, and so long as I did my best, she would be contented, and I shouldn't fear the disappointment of my dad as this would only pressurize me. She said that she believes in me reaching my ambitious goals and would definitely be all out for me. The last few sentences she told me, left me thinking deeply. She said "The reason why we want you to do well, is so that you won't fall in the same footsteps at us. We want you to be better, but it doesn't mean academically, but improve as a person. Results on a paper doesn't mean anything if you got poor attitude. So take a step at a time, and you'll soon find success knocking on your door".


While she was talking, I had my English Composition in my head. I talked about a low self esteem girl who gained confidence after saving that day. And the topic I talked about was, of a girl who came from a intellignet, royal family but was often patronized by her relatives for being the only stupid one. But she soon showed her worth as she saved a girl from drowning in the strong currents. She was a hero. This incident spurred her as she was asked to join the National swimming team, and she has become successful ever since. Nt only did her realtives shut up, but she gained her confidence and opened up her circle of friends. She showed that being successful does not necessarily mean you have to do good in academics.

And the song "Take A Step At A Time" by Jordin Sparks kept playing on and on in my head.


Is this a sign? hahah.



Anyway, tomorrow's Teachers' Day and I would like to wish all Teachers and Staffs,
A VERY HAPPY TEACHERS' AND STAFF APPRECIATION DAY!



Oh yah, my mum who's a Tuition Teacher, received a few gifts today, and it was interesting to see her, yet again in her child like manner, opening the gifts one by one, exclaiming at how cute the little key chains were, and stuff like that.

Oh, and her water babies are growing well, they're big and swollen? hahaha. And she still does pop into my room every now and then to touch the water babies and to check if they "have given birth". Hahaha.



By the way, any kind souls willing to lend me a Pink outfit? Apparently, Omy.sg wants the finalists to appear in Pink on the night of the revelation of the results.




Pink, being my least favourite color, is of course an unlikely color to appear in my wardrobe. And so, I have no Pink outfits at all! Help!!!!

Good night!

No Journey too tough

This week had been one with mixed feelings.

To begin with, I spent the National Day holidays with the my mum. Although it was just a "under void deck" sort of thing, it was interesting as I sat there with my mum who was deeply engrossed in her ice cream that I treated. We spent many hours reminiscing the past, from her childhood memories, to her dream, to the present.

It's only moments like this that can actually changes my Life.

Then, the O' level MT examination results were released. I'm actually really proud of myself for attaining a C5. I know,C5 still happy ah?

But I guess from an F9-er to a C5 is a really big thing to me. And it would not have been possible without my Chinese teacher. For the first time in my Life, I came across someone so passionate about MT, despite attaining good results for her Mathematics. She told us that the reason why she chose Chinese instead of Maths was because she realized how little MT teachers there were, and how the present generation took little of their second language.

This Chinese Teacher is so special because she never gave up on us, and used different methods, like her "bo liao questions", "Sorry I sabo-ed you", "Guess the word" and her picture animations that she finds online.

She even go to an extend of translating the Chinese words for us in English, and she always has something up her sleeve to entertain us whenever she sees us almost half-dead just from the first period of Chinese.

THANK YOU MISS TOH!

Lastly, this event came as a shocker. I was one of the lucky 11 from the cohort to receive "No Journey Too Tough" (with a personalized message and autograph by the author itself, Dr.William Tan) from my Principal. She mentioned something about "not doing well in term one, but teachers have nominated these people (the 11 of us) because they've seen changes in you".

It was really surprising because everyone, including me, thought it would be Yi Qian.

Anyway, I've not yet started on the book, because I'm afraid it'll be too shiok to put down. I've been wanting to read books badly, and have recently run out of books. I'm afraid that if I finish this book, I'll have nothing to read. And I can't borrow from the Library because my card got stolen and the idiot who found it, used it and never returned the books, now I'm stuck with a $60 fine. So yeah..

Anyway, here's the sypnosis or rather review of the book taken from Youth.sg.

You've read about his amazing feat of finishing 10 marathons in seven continents in 65 days. You've seen him embarking on ultramarathons to raise funds for various charities. You've heard his inspirational talks about achieving peak performance and maximum achievement.

Scientist, medical doctor, accomplished sportsman, world record holder, fund raiser, inspirational speaker and now, author. Dr. William Tan has achieved it all, putting most of us to shame.

With a new book, No Journey Too Tough, the NUS Alumnus hopes to inspire individuals to chase their dreams with courage and persistence.

Documenting his world record attempt of ten marathons across seven continents in 65 days, the 208-page book will also feature his story in overcoming life's challenges resulting from his childhood poliomyelitis and living life to the fullest beyond the wheelchair.

Despite breaking several world records, the Olympic wheelchair athlete another world record in the later part of the year. is not resting on his laurels. The 50-year-old wheelchair marathon champion told this reporter that he will be attempting to shatter

No Journey Too Tough is also accompanied by many high resolution colour photographs and illustrations capturing his journey in life. To order, you can visit www.willpower.com.sg.

Good Night!