what is there to see????

Hmmm, i think it’s been almost a year since i updated the blog. See, like i said earlier, i’m really not the type to keep blogs, just like i couldn’t never keep a diary. Just graduated from university. Well, not "just", cos it’s been some months since i took the last exams. To be graduating seems like such an exciting thing, but to have graduated is a different thing. Now, i’m like facing an open world ahead of me, and i don’t know what to do. It’s just like going to a hawker centre with tons of foodstalls, and people can walk round and round trying to decide on something to eat, but end up not buying anything. It’s just like finally getting to university and rejoicing over the fact that there are no such things as uniforms in the university, then later spend hours in front of an open closet wishing there were uniforms. (ok, my sister is singing so badly in her room that it has destroyed my train of thought.)

There’s stuff that i want to do, but it’s like going into some unknown territory. Not to mention the fact that even my parents don’t support what i want to do. Plus there’s a personal barrier. What if i end up with nothing to fall back on? But then again, if everything goes well, the fruits of my labour will be very sweet. I think i’m going to risk it, don’t hold me back. (hey can someone get her to stop??? if only she would take out those earphones and listen to her own singing for once. she’s like screaming her head off when It’s near midnight!)

i really wonder how bloggers do it, update every minute of their life. It’s akin to doing a truman show, where the rest of the world watches what you’re doing everyday. ok, this ends here, back to work… 

Is it time for mooncakes again? i think the mid-autumn festival is round the corner.. i always call it the mooncake festival.. My friends at church bought me a spongebob lantern, cos i like spongebob squarepants.. If you have no idea what i’m talking about, well, spongebob squarepants is a cartoon character, who looks like….looks like the yellow thing on my blog.. yup, he’s a sponge who lives in the sea in bikini bottom. The spongebob lantern lights up at the push of a button, and there’s music too.. well, i have to add that when i tried the lantern in my room at night, the effect is rather scary.. The light in the lantern is RED! and imagine a red spongebob! Creeeeeeeeepy… if i actually bring that lantern to yuhua yuan (erm what’s that place called in english? the place where people go to admire the moon), i think that lantern will scare the daylights out of the kids. Kids will grow up traumatized, unbalanced, unsound!!!
was thinking, since i like spongebob so much, instead of mooncake festival, can some authorities change that name to spongecake festival? afterall, spongecake, just like mooncake, can be eaten. Plus, spongecake’s cheaper, and fills you up faster (with air) cos it’s so porous. Consider that…consider that…

The purpose of this blog entry is to HIGHLIGHT a kind of behavior which i don’t particularly favour. You see, last tue, i opened my NUS email, only to find a very NASTY mail from some NASTY person.. ahem! obviously from someone in NUS. well, my friend melissa and i are taking this module in NUS where we know no one else. The week before, the lecturer asked us to form groups of 3 or 4, draft out a contract, and submit to him through email. At first, i told melissa i had no intention of forming any group, just melissa and i, i think we make a pretty fine group ourselves, but that’s only because i’m anti-social..heh heh. and then, 2 girls approached us to join their group, and we agreed, so one of the two girls set up an online discussion group on the NUS webpage. As the lecturer did not state the deadline for submission, i thought we’d only discuss it on tue, cos the next lecture is on thur, and i thought by meeting online on tue, we’d have ample time for the submission. but to my horror of horrors, when i opened my email on tues morning, i received a nasty mail from one of the girls, saying something to the extent of " as we have waited in vain for your contributions, and it seems you have been too busy to contribute to the discussion, we’ve discussed and submitted our draft to the lecturer already. pls do your own discussion and own submission." Imagine the *rolling eye effect* on  my face at that time. I mean, how *kiasu* could they get? doing a submission so early?? plus, they had my hp number, i didn’t have theirs. they could have smsed me to contribute, but NOOOOOOOO… AND they’ve deleted melissa and i from the discussion group on the NUS website.

Things to be learnt from this: Lesson 101
1. NEVER EVER be in the same project group as *kiasu* people who want to hand in work so early just to catch the lecturer’s attention.

2. Always check your email, and try to contribute as fast as you can to any discussion groups, otherwise you run the risk of causing your groupmates to "wait in VAIN". (hmmmm.. one of them really is quite vain).

3. when you come face to face with people who have sent you nasty mails, just be real cool. that alone will kill them with anger.

oh by the way may i add, that the mail i received from them seemed like one laboriously typed out. No spelling errors, no grammatical errors, just plain good perfect english… sigh..and i was waiting to spot some mistakes in the mail, so that perhaps i could reply them something like " sorry i failed to contribute to your very early discussion and submission, but may i suggest you do a spell-check before you send out mails? many thanks. "
oh..but that didn’t happen.. anyway, i didn’t reply them.. just submitted to the lecturer my work with melissa. still believe in the law that you’ll reap what you sow. You sow mails biting with sarcasm, you reap stuff like that too..maybe you even reap viruses. who knows?

People once said that the colour green is good for the eyes, so to anyone actually reading this post, well, your eyes will thank you… and me.. As you can see, i can’t keep a diary, i can’t keep a blog. Nothing much seems to happen to me you know.. oh, only that today i had a gastric attack. If i can put it this way, a gastric attack is like something’s gone wrong in a chemistry lab. First let’s liken the gastrointestinal tract to a burette. Whatever you ate in the past 12 hours will be like stuff in the burette..maybe like copper sulphate crystals in a burette. And then when gastritis hits, it’s like too much acid being poured into the burette, maybe like concentrated hydrochloric acid, and that acid is corroding the crystals. And then, the crystals become corroded to such a mushy state, mixed with the acid, and suddenly, the opening of the burette at the bottom lets out the mushy stuff.. by that i mean a bout of diarrhea. ok ok, i know those chem stuff i mentioned may not actually turn out like what happened in my stomach, but you can always use your imagination. I imagine too much, that’s why chemistry lab lessons were so difficult. i remember….

In secondary school, during chemistry lab lessons, i always imagined the worst gas to come out of any experiment.. AMMONIA…so would usually set up the test for ammonia gas…either that, or because i liked the "pop" sound made by hydrogen gas, i would sometimes just prepare the burning splint. And none of those gas would come out.. and my chem teacher would walk pass, and ask me exactly which gas i was testing for.. to which i would reply "erm…maybe oxygen?" and looking intelligent, i would then set up the test for oxygen, and to my HORROR, no oxygen..Would look at my teacher’s face (Mrs MM Lim), and just shoot out the name of another gas.. and after an exhausting moment of listing out all the gases i know, she would always shout out "THERE’s NO MORE GAS IN THE TEST TUBE ALREADY!"

so to all you who do chemistry, or are teaching students chemistry, well, learn from my lesson.. either study really hard, and read your QA book, or a lesson to learn is….never to sit right in front during chemistry lab lessons..

hmmm..where is the button to change the font size? this? nope…this? erm….this? oh yeah! opps, ok, blue looks better. hey look! 2 people have posted comments to this blog! CELINE AND CHARLOTTE! ok, stop with the font size thing. To celine and char: "hey i don’t believe this, you guys replied! thanks for your comments, because you know what????? this proves that there are people reading the crap i write!" oh yeah, this is a diary-like thing right? so i’m supposed to do stuff like write about what happened to me today right? let’s see……

ok, nothing much happened. Oh celine! i didn’t go UK to visit sue, no spare $$$$. when are you coming back? oh no, i’m at it again. i’m like doing msn-stuff on a blog, like asking people questions on a BLOG! what does blog mean anyway? Being Lame Often Goes?

oh finally i thought of something to write about! ok, i went to japan like 2 weeks ago, for like 10 days. A trip totally sponsored by my uncle and aunt. Went to disneyland, to this place called tokyo city dome which had the scariest rollercoaster i ever sat, and had tons of great and expensive food! courtesy of my sponsors :)  Made some silly blunders there though..like the toilets! i mean, the toilets in tokyo are so advanced, their toiletbowls are like huge armchairs, with lots of buttons for seat warming, for washing the you-know-what, for playing music…so many buttons, but where is the most crucial button? THE FLUSH?????? took me 10 minutes to figure that out. it’s somewhere behind the WC..genius… and guess what? every toilet you visit is a different set up! so every visit to the loo is like a treasure hunt for THE FLUSH!

Another embarrasing thing… went to this restaurant, and after the main course, i looked in the desserts page on the menu, and found 2 items there. The first is plain almond jelly, the second is just a tiny bowl of longans….i was thinking, don’t those 2 go together? like almond longan jelly? never mind. i ordered the longan thing. and when i ate it…it wasn’t longan anymore..turned out to be some kind of GARLIC.. goodness, what is garlic doing on the DESSERTS page?

and the final embarrasment: was helping my aunt look for restaurants on the mezzanine floor in this building, but couldn’t find…so i thought i’d ask around. I found this approachable lady, and tapped her shoulder.this is the dialogue as follows:

me: Sumimasen, errrrr….mezzanine floor doko desu ka?
stranger: **** puzzled, bewildered ***
me: errmmm hai, errrm mezzanine floor…you know….eating eating
stranger: **** more puzzled ***
me: (in slight exasperation) eating eating (motions with hand moving toward mouth)
stranger: (after a 5 sec pause)… (in a singaporean accent) i’m sorry, i don’t live here.

erm….maybe she could have said so earlier, so i didn’t have to speak broken japanese, and i could have avoided all the silly hand gestures..

i think the entry for today ends here…can’t write too much, or else i’ll exhaust all that i ever want to write….

can’t believe it.. i actually clicked on this icon that says create your own blog, and this is what happened. so this is some kind of diary thing right? guess what? i tried to keep a diary every year in primary school, getting all the nice notebooks, even those with combination locks, but i never got past writing the first page. see what happens to this blog then..