Top 10 things I love about 2010

Click to read more. I think most of you ... Hmmm... Wouldn't agree with me. Haha.

Resolutions for 2011

1. To be more active and involved in school. Stop being a hermit crab. This is after all my first real job and I have to be up to it. If not... No bonus =(

2. Learn a new language.

3. Take up a kind of exercise.

4. Bungee Jumping. (Bridget Ooi! Is Overseas Bungee trip still on?)

5. Die die also have to travel out once to Harry Potter Land!

I used to come up with lots of resolutions and in the end, they don't work out. So this year, I am just gonna come up with 5 doable ones. *Cross finger*

Love ya already 2011 (That was sarcasm)

I do kinda miss him. Especially the weekend when I had exams, recitals and a book to write and bind. I miss his domestic help in the cooking and housework. *Sigh*
The house has been pretty empty. Not that I hate it. But it just feels kinda weird. Having more privacy all of a sudden.

Anyways. I just puked cos he just called back and when my mom picked up the call she was like "宝贝啊，我的宝贝" (Baby, my baby) *Shivers* My mom still treats him like a baby. Think he's not taking army well. Hmmmm... Oh wells. It's only two weeks. Let's shall see how he looks like on Thursday. Hehehe..

Once upon a time, a girl lost her ezlink card and posted her feelings onto her blog, hoping that a kind soul would pick it up and return it to her. It worked. The kind soul had protected her ezlink card and passed it back to the girl safely.

Now, the girl has lost something even more precious to her. No, it's not her virginity.
It's her wallet.

So... I'm hoping that a very kind and generous soul would return my wallet to me. I don't care if you take the $96 inside. Just give me back my wallet. Seriously.. I don't even know how I lost it. So if you should pick it up and gimme an email...

seah_yifan@yahoo.com.sg

I would be very grateful to you. If all the money is still inside, I'll be more than glad to become your slave for a week.

This little foolish girl thank you very much.

I love sleeping.

But sleeping is what I hate to do when I'm sick. What the irony?

Not really. I hate to sleep when I'm sick because I'm not really sleeping. It's more like.... Fainting under a very strenuous situation. It's like someone hit you in the head and you faint. When you wake up, something bad is going to happen. Well in this instance, medicine is the one who hits and messes around with my head.

The drowsiness is still ok. I don't like the dreams I get when I 'faint' or sleep as whatever you prefer to call it.

This morning I caught a cold after tweeting zei and mybl. Out of nowhere, really. Took some leftover medicine, got drowsy and I slept.

In the dreams that I had. First I was at this episode of Saturday Night Live where Jane Lynch was the host. And it slipped into one of the episodes of Glee. I was no one in particular. I dreamt of Matthew Morrison transformed into Pedobear Will (Blame it on tumblr) and he was touching every girls' boobs. And all the weird pairings popped out. Oh! Darren Criss was there. He was fighting with Finn over Kurt. Rachel was super mad and started biting Kurt. Blaine hits Rachel, Puck runs out and throws eggs at Jesse. (No idea where he came out from) And one of the eggs hit Sue and then, Jacob and Lauren popped out and there was a sex riot. (I think) The riot was just too much to bear and suddenly a telephone box dropped from the sky and the Doctor came out with his bow tie (Bow Tie!!!) I was like "Are you Matt Smith or Doctor Who?" Before he could answer me, Benedict Cumberbatch (Sherlock) dashed past me and pounced onto Matt Smith. GASP! What? Apparently it's not Benedict but Sherlock himself catching a criminal who was the Doctor. The riot continues and somehow the Doctor managed to pull himself out from the chaos and grabbed me into the telephone booth. Sue was screaming "THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS" and the telephone box flew right through her mouth.

Wait wait. The story doesn't end here.

At this point of time, I sort of woke up but I was still drowsy and my head was still spinning. The moment I closed my eyes, I thought I could feel myself in the time travel machines, floating around in space and the Doctor was saying how glad he found me and saved me from all the shenanigans that happened. Hang on. I said. "You're not the real Doctor. He's British. How could he use the word shenanigans?" He replied in a matter-of-fact way "Because we've been to America remember? Oh don't worry, you'll know in Season 2. You finish watching the first season of the show first. And because, who am I?" "The Doctor". "Good, so now let's save the world once again. Where do you want to go?" I paused for a while and chose Russia. "Good choice, as a reward I'll let you play with my bow tie" and he winked at me!!!

The next thing I know, I woke up feeling hungry, ate dinner while watching The Amazing Race S17. Guess where's the destination tonight? Yeap, you got it. Russia.

I have one creepy but fun dream.

I think my imaginative juices just dehydrated themselves. Omg.. I could do something like this a couple of years ago.. Now.. I'm afraid I'm just old, weak, feeble to think of something brilliant like this. *Sigh*

The girl Luisa looks like Michelle Yap Boo Lian don't you think? I thought so.. Hahahaha...

So I'm watching this show where the producers are trying to a love story between a cheating girlfriend and cheating buddy to be super romantic.

I agree not.

The actual boyfriend is in coma. The couple actually broke up before that. So technically speaking.... The girl is allowed to date someone else? Nope. The coma boyfriend did not agree to the break-up so they're still in some talk/negotiation.

Anyways....... I think the producers are wasting their effort. Cos they try to make complicated love stories romantic to no avail. Whatever la.....

I don't the the actress' hair anyways.. It's like she's wearing a wig also.

You have just read a very useless blog post.

Gotcha.

Just updating for the sake of updating.

See if you can guess what show I'm watching... =)

Ceramics module is really tiring. Hours and hours spent on centering the stupid clay that wouldn't stay on the wheel.

The washing and cleaning of wet clays stuck on the tools and pails and tables and goodness knows where....

But I kinda enjoyed it.

The amount of control I have over something other than my poor demonstration of instrument.

But mostly...

It's about the sharing music session that Adel's wonderful iPod provides session after session. The singing while bending over the wheels is just absolutely fun. Music is fun. Singing is fun... I just have to remember this feeling when I step into the classroom in the future.

That is all I need for music education. The bonding memories of singing =)

Right now... This is me.

1) When life decides to drop you into a desert. Without and food and water.
Make a sandwich to spite it.

2) When someone tries to screw your life, stick 3 fingers up his arse and mouth in the most evil looking way "Whatever"

Someday when I read this, I hope I'll be able to laugh at my own jokes.

This is probably one of those few days when I feel like writing my will, walk around aimlessly, find a good spot and just jump down from a very high building..... Bungee jumping la. U think what? *Evil laugh*

I'm depressed. Not the depression-way like. Just unhappy.

I've been thinking.....

Let's say one day I was walking around and some stupid don't-know-how-to-drive-car driver hit me and I end up in a hospital. During the operation, some unknown figure takes my soul out and we have a little chat. We talk about the things I've done, the good decisions, best memories, regrets, mistakes and if I'm satisfied to leave the world just as it is.

I'd paused for a while and depending on the state of mind and mood I am in I might say yes. But if that happens before I watch the last two Harry Potter movies and before I finish Monk, Criminal Minds and Glee then the answer is definitely NO!!!

The mysterious figure noticed my hesitation and asked, "If I give you a chance to live your life again. Would you do it?" "Really? Hang on.... That sounds too good to be true. What's the catch?" The genderless figure smiled slightly. That would totally give the chills. What a creep. And I was right!

"You will relive with the memories that you possess right now."

Then I see the catch.

See.... If I reset and live my life totally from scratch with the existing memories, this means that I would have the memories to know what to change or what not to change. But this also means that I have to go through some of the toughest times that I've sworn I'd never ever want to go through again. First one, teenage years.

I am a super impatient person. I only wait if I can see the goal. I can endure the hardships for that long, depending if what lies on my destination point is worth.

I am 23 years old. Going through another 23 years of waiting, studying, hardships, just to see if the changes I've made works for the better?

Is it worth it?

7 years of primary school might sound fun. Except for the year when there's PSLE.
But what about secondary school? The days of cramming information into my tiny brain, the exams, hormonal changes, crushes that only crushed me... It's not like the movie "Click" where I can have the luxury of the super remote control that allows me to fast forward these phases. I have to sit through every second of this second life.

Seriously... Is it worth it?

Or my second option is just to say no and live through the mistakes I've made and hope that by the end of my life, it makes sense somehow.

See the dilemma there? Sometimes I feel that I've made mistakes that cause me to end up the way I am. I hate it. Honestly, the 'reset' option would be so tempting for me. But the thought of living through a second life with my existing memory hurts too. And what if! What if the changes that I get to change end up all disastrous and I'm left with the same situation or worse than before? Would I be able to bear with such endings without any complaints or regrets? I highly doubt that.

I'm stuck at this. Anyone care to help? What would you choose? To continue where your heart stopped? Die? Or hit that 'reset' button?

I hate how I am getting educated in the University World. I don't know.. Maybe I've been watching so much "Criminal Minds" that whenever someone says something, I start to observe them. Like this morning, Dr Eugene was talking about the ridiculous notion of grouping Singaporeans according to C-M-I-O. Ok, so years ago, I've come to realise that CMIO is just ridiculous and quoting Dr Larry, O (Others) can also include the monkeys that lived at the back of his house. The population of O is increasing at a speed that it no longer stands for minority as a general. And as what Dr Eugene pointed out, we have communities that consists a higher percentage then the C, M, I or PRC now. (I think "I" is totally overtaken in the percentage.)

Then on the way home, on bus 199, out of nowhere, I started counting the percentage of CMIO that was present on the bus. I think the stress-er probably arised because I saw a couple of Caucasian students on the same bus. (Hmmm.. Not that good looking to leave a deep impression on me. Just saying)

Conclusion: If solely based on the bus "population", the percentage would be as follow:
- Chinese: 65% (including bus uncle)
- Malay: 0% (cos there were none)
- Indian: 12%
- O plus PRC: 23%

I was so bored(?) to the extent that I was thinking about this racial issue like not being totally colorblind but to acknowledge the fact that we should embrace and accept varied color skin tones and DNAs to be around us and that Singapore is truly a melting pot of all cultures. Don't just assume that the majority will always be a majority and stick to what you know. It's simply foolish.

Ok, gotta seriously stop. I feel so stupid like lecturing to someone I don't know.

Anyways, the whole point of this post is to vent out my frustration of how whenever some stupid idea is introduced (or re-introduced in this case) to my stupid head, my brain would start to find connections of this idea around my environment. I wish .. I just wish .. I can stay focus enough to pass this stupid last semester and not let incidents like this distract me from proper work.

Adios....

First day of school. Go to school for one hour.

KNS...

I'm watching TV. Like the past four months. BUT!
In the back of my head, I keep worrying about school and readings to do.

Watching TV is just not the same anymore.

In the past four months, I've worked for a couple of weeks, and spent the rest of the time watching World Cup, singing karaoke and watching movies. Basically... A hobo life.

I think this is the very last time I can be a hobo. Cos this is the very last semester as a student.

When I'm a working adult... TV will be totally be a luxury.

Aaaaah.. The thing I miss about the short lived hobo life is the luxury of waking up to no agenda in the mornings. Watching TV with no worries that I have work to do. Reading books til late in the... er... make that early in the morning =)

I still have like 3 more novel series and now I have to slow down because of school.

That's like the wrong thing to complain? Whatever...

Anyways...

Time to stop being a hobo and get my brain and body system to be a last minute student again =)

Hate it when my mother keeps bugging me to text my brother to find out where he is. HEY! I ain't no stalker. Even if so.. I only creep and stalk Yoann, Benedict and Matthew ok?

Anyways, MSN is so much easier. Don't require me to get up from my lying position and get the phone.

I wanted to use "Beautiful, intelligent, talented, caring and humorous" But I'm worried he'll be a bit slow to realise it meant BITCH. Oh wells. Had to improvise something =)