30 March 2004

It's damn fustrating every morning when I checked anxiously whether the pink site would appear. And each time, an error 500 was thrown back into my face. !@#$%^&*

Anyway an update of my life now. My already screwed sleeping routine has shifted 2 hours down. I only get into my bed at six while then my bro, sis and mum would move around the hall preparing for schools and all that jitters'll keep me awake one hour further. So now for the consecutive 2 week, i've been sleeping at 7am and waking up at a range of 10am to 1pm.

You would have been right if you guess I been staying up to do 'programming'(erm...really?). My assignment is up this friday midnight and i'm still left with a huge portion of untouched. All thanks to my poor time management and easy distracted mind. See, i still have the time to blog now. It's either Gunbound, miniclips, friendster, flowerpod, and lately my and MY's obsession: pico phone. I have been using this software ever since 2 years back to faciliate my project discussion. A great realtime audio chatting light tool and save your phone bill too. Get a cheap mic and you can talk all through the night. Don't bug me for it. Go search google yourself, K?

Ever since getting a mic for MY, we two discover one more absurd activity to do! DJ'ing. It's quite fun to record your own voice while pretending you are on air. Then together you have to control the timing as well as volume of the music play. It quite hard on the first few tries b'cos you need to know when the voice of the singer comes in and your mouth has goto coordinate with your eyes and hands. and. One job which i think Jean Danker does the best. Hm...going to try out advertising style record. Meanwhile on a lookout for a free non-buggy audio recorder that could record more than 40s.

Hm...now you know why i been staying so late?

24 March 2004

It wasn't easy removing a tiny but irritating wooden splinter embedded in the fingers which I got during the breaking chopstick to eat Tom Yam Noodle. Anyone from nus? Should go and try this Thai Crusine stall at PGP's. Yummy. My saliver drooling down at the thought of it just like last morning even my stomach is still full.

I spent the entire night using needle, tweezer and nail to dig splinter out. It was fully stucked under the skin, not even a trail of end sticking out plus my needle isn't sharp and poking my skin would most probably black me out, given my bad experience with injection needles. The tweezer and my nails couldn't do much since they're huge relative to the stick. I tried all sort of angles and styles to get it out, only to give myself intervals of hair stand sensation.

Unexpectly, just when i was pouring(misspell) over my programming problem, the stick just oozed out with some help from my finger massage. Yike. The stick is covered by with yellow stuff(antibody) which you would normally see on an infected wound. Phew I got it out before my third finger'll become half sausuage the next day.

23 March 2004

I got a shock of my life when i approached my pa to ask him to fetch me to school tomorrow. He was immensed in his laptop activity as usual, probably was playing solitaire for 10000001th times. So i thought. When i got behind him, it wasn't the green screen but the landscape of 'Age Of Empire'.

17 March 2004

The third entry of the day
The japanese buffet was great. We have like more than 10 fresh oysters though i ate only one because i don't like the aftertaste in my mouth. Worth the money. Stomach still feels full now. Hm, not having any dinner for today then.

Just back from the cinema. Butterfly Effect's fantastic. Don't trust the bad reviews that it has gotten. The main actor Ashton Kutcher is goddamn good looking which makes the movie more worthwhile to catch. The storyline's not bad but it's abit draggy. An hour plus show seems like a three-hour plus movie.

I have not long been to the cinema so only now then i note is that the censorship is not as strict as before. It's a surprise for me when i heard 'fucking' throughout the show and nearly saw the nipple of gal who is on top of the huge guy with the black eyeshadows. That makes me wonder how the two little kids sitting beside me percieve of these scenes.

Anyway, I also caught the trailer for Harry Potter and Prisoner of Azkaban. The kids seem to have turned more mature. That's fast ever since we last caught the previous series more than 1 year ago. Really looking forward to it.

Wow, my new christian neighbour has just moved in a grand piano. ~Swoon~ Classy people! But then their son's too young. Heehee, if you get what I mean.

Joke aside. Hmm... Now a bit stressed. I'm peculiar/worried of what they will think of us, especially that moronic bro of mine who is an infamous vulgarity holler machine in my neighbourhood.

Just a sudden thought: after some weeks upon moving in, they most probably cannot 'tahan' and come over to try to psycho us that our bro or maybe all of us are possessed by some third world creatures and suggest we all convert to christianity to resume 'normal way of life' which doesn't include throwing of chairs, violent kicking/banging of doors, threatening of knife slashing, spectacles smashing etc. Damn, that reminds me that I have to go and buy another pair of frameless pair.

Oh man, i really hate that moron to core. Sometime I just feel the rush of growing up faster and moving out with my sis and mum to a peaceful environment. The more i write, the angrier i get. So fullstop here!

Now my biological clock is sadistically twisted. Look at the time now. My eyes're still wide open! Blink blink! Don't feel like sleeping at all. Blame it on that load of asp programming. Yike!

Later part of the day's gonna be packed. Going for a looooong noon buffet as well as an evening movie. Yeah finally got someone along with me to watch butterfly effects.

15 March 2004

I thought my appreciation of piano music has long died down especially after so many years of not playing seriously on my precious. Until then, when i happened to listen to some live new age pieces performed by a Japanese guy have me stopped right in my track. It totally strucks my soul and refuels my drive to complete my grade 8 upon graduation. I really envy one for my friend who have chosen a unique path from the others, to pursue music studies in NAFA. The time when i first knew her, she already was in grade 8.

Hopefully i can keep up to my own promise and though this sounds like an unattainable dream, i really hope one day I can go over to London to complete degree course just like my teacher and pursue a career which I can enjoy tremendously unlike the situation now.

At this point of writing, I am on a phone with MY, and we are discussing about him. He was my four-year long crush during my secondary school days. We had seen him as a forever-smiling Fujiflim promoter at IT fair@suntec on last Saturday. At first, I didn't recognise him until MY pointed out to me. I took a second glance and oh my gosh it's him. All the while, we, together with Ms B, Ms C and WH were at the booth, helping Ms B to decide on her choice of camera. My initial impression is that his complexion isn't that good anymore. So many gravel pits! But still good looking cos he has quite a high nose and big eyes (that his secret weapon which had me hooked for 4 years). Subconsiously, he bears abit of resemblance to my youngest uncle.

KK, back to the point where we are discussing on the phone. MY was saying he's quite nice looking and jokingly said that she don't mind having him as her boyfriend. And meanwhile, MY is coaxing me to say that I still find him attractive which I finally confessed reluctantly toward the end of conversation. Haha. Just right at this moment, I have to sudden thought: " why not go search for him in friendster to check his availability" though we both keep lamenting that people like him sure already attached. Nevertheless, i did not give up after failing to find any result after typing in his FULL dialect name(wow how come my alway-failing memory's suddenly so strong at this area) Second time, i type :"Ng, Jeffery" 2 results returned. Hm...click on the first pic. There he is. The first thing I do is to check is his availability! OMG, can you believe it? He's still shockingly single (oh my, i'm behaving like an overage siao zha bo) I pass the good news instantly to MY and she too was awed on the phone for 20sec.

Haha. So what if he's still single? He could be a gay so that why he still single? Nevertheless I never expect to find him on friendster and after reading his testimonials, my impression of him being a serious studious guy changed. He sounds like a perfect date.

MY thinks that my puppy love for him may rekindle. What do you think?

12 March 2004

Been hearing good reviews about Butterfly Effects but have a hard time finding anyone to go with me to watch the movie. Any takers out there?

9 March 2004

This is one of the funny pictures which me and MY were editing and emailing each other few days ago to see which hairstyles suit us. Guess who's the one wearing the pink shirt?



Oh boy! My sis says I look like a monkey here. MY you gotta brush up your photoshop skill!!!

I have been playing around with friendster lately, maybe abit too much. I joined as a member since last Nov but it takes me 2.5 months to get interested in it. I posted my pic there some weeks ago and in return i have over hundred mails from guys in my inbox. Somehow I manage to edit the photo to look least like me with the help of firework. And the end product looks decievingly chio!

The first dozen mails had amused me alot. And I would sometime share some of these cheesy lines with my sis, poking fun at them. Then I stopped. I began to ignore their mails which are getting stalely similar except this one whose message goes like this:

-
Hello Jingyi,

I don't want to insult your intelligence by
coming up with some tacky pickup line. Well, I
was surfin, saw your pic and read your profile.
Just thought we could get to know each other
further. Friends would be nice.
-

Nothing much but no cheesy line. That makes a difference! Plus he sounds rich from his testimonials cos he travelled all around europe all by himself. I like! I'm very tempted to post his pic here but decide not to. Girls bound to swoon. We correspond over a few mails and then agree to chat over ICQ, somehow something goes wrong when i try to add him using Trillian. He never appear in my icq list neither did he re-request. DUH! Me initiate? Nah, my head's held too high to do that.

Hm, lately I start surfing around randomly and found hell'lot of friends whom i have lost contact with. It's interesting to see how they look differently from they used to be in my memory. With the help from my good friend, I also have seen quite many gb guild members' pic without they knowing. Sneaky Business! But i think some of them do the same as i suspect several of them have seen my decieving photo and thought I'm pretty. It's fun to pretend to be nicelooking. God, you're not being fair by giving 80% of population ugly faces!!!

The weather outside is so cooling plus the nonstop background running of 'Come clean' (perfect for rainy days) has made me feel like blogging though without any aim.

The weather has been a contrast against the past weeks of stifling heat. It has been raining heavily ever since monday 4am. I went to sleep with the rain starting to drizzle softly outside till 11am when i woke up to see the dark still-pouring sky. Would have slept on till twelve if not for the unexpected humming of my second alarm clock set by my thoughtful sis.

A lot of roads are flooded. There was once when a fast moving lorry passed by our car while on the way to school on PIE, our screenshield was entirely splashed with huge pool of water, i.e. we totally can't see anything in front. It is dangerous if there's any vehicle cutting into our lane. Fortunately, there were few cars then.

Most friends of mine have already tucked in early to enjoy the bliss of this endless rain while slowly falling unconsious. I still don't feel like sleeping. I want to feel this rain fully awake. At this moment of typing, i could even sense the nice grassy smell of rain and with the voice of Hillary Duff, i enjoying every part of this rare atmosphere. Let this be marked on my blog.

6 March 2004

I'm so sick yesterday that it nearly hampered my study for today's test. It should be my second flu bug attack ever since Sar period. My nose was like a running tap and can you believe i used up a roll of Scott toilet paper for that in one night? It doesn't help when the weather was still stifling hot during the night, and i have to use on my new Sona table fan which actually added on to my problem. I pressed down the button for lowest wind strength but it 'ruffles' my entire room so badly that my mum passing by couldn't resist asking me why am i using the strongest strength. Damn powerful! Imagine on my small desk, all my calculus notes aren't binded, a jumbo sized calculus textbook flipped open, pieces of rough papers used and crashed, and toilet paper used and unused trailing around. (Yah, I'm quite an unorganised person these days)

Once the fan blowed in my direction, the papers, the pages, and toilet paper would all be flying to one extreme side. PLUS my nose also sneezed an average of once every 3 minute. So while my sleepy mind is trying to focus on solving problem, I was also busy remembering to put the paperweight on the stuffs everytime i put it back after use and draining my running nose.

Miraculously, i last till 4am and woke up with a sore throat at 8am this morning. And I was taught the same lesson over and over again: Never do last minute study. Somehow it never goes into my mind again. The test questions wasn't too difficult but i could have done better if i have more time to read somemore chapter. Sian ah. Gonna get the lowest mark among my clique AGAIN!!!

After the test, mum and papa fetched me and instead of home which i longed to, we went to sungnei tengkuh(i forget the actual road name). Why that place? Herblogy is the hobby that my parents are currently obessed with. Used to be fishing last year but then my mum hurted her knee, so they stopped fishing for awhile. (However, their interests rekindle after seeing so many buckets of lobsters caught along a seaside which we passed by today) During weekday when dad's not working, they went to all sorts of rural areas such as those mini forest standing beside those bungalow, to look for certain type of grasses (read: herbs). I gota respect tthem for having immense patience to spot the kind of plant they looking in the humogous patch of greenry. Some of their searches went on for weeks.

Frankly speaking, I quite enjoy these trips with them because i get to see one side of Singapore that we don't often see. The feelings are like those felt in oversea travelling. The two sides of the road will be covered by tall grasses, occasionally, you see a hen leading its chicken along. And for once, you won't be able to caught sight of concrete jungle which sometimes is a relief from the 'city' stress.

As our car drove slowly along the endless stretch of industrial buildings, we kept a lookout for a kind of fruit. Strangely, this type of plant only grows longside a drain. That makes it hard to pluck off its fruits. We spent the entire late afternoon to look for one. And in between, we saw a badly-decomposed dog's carcass lying near our target. So suay! Finally found one perfect tree when we stop by the roadside and try to pluck as many fruits within our reach until dad was complaining that lotsa of huge vehicle were heading our way and we are obstructing the traffic. IMO, the greeny fruit looks strange!

Heard that my fourth aunt's family ate the food and their skins glows. An amazing transformation. My 4th uncle said that his skin wrinkled less and look younger as before. The fruit itself got a pungent smell so you cannot directly eat it. You have to mix in with other fruit juices to cover up the smell. I haven't get to drink it yet. Maybe will update on it later when i get hold of this seemingly magical drink.

updated:


The fruits were originally lime green and cute looking but look like shit after oxidising. My mum has mixed the juices with soursop juices so in the end, i can only sense the extra citrus elements. Hope it does really improve my skin.

3 March 2004

Blogger's unblocked:

How many of you have the gut of mine to go for an dramatically new look every year (and also the bhb'ness of mine to take so much narcisstic photo)?

I love giving surprises, especially to my friends when they were caught unaware of my new hairstyle. Back in JC2, when we were lining up for assembly on the first day of school, my classmates were all like "mouth hanging down" while i sashayed to my place in queue. From a long straight hair to a mushroom head that make me look damn BOYISH for half a year, they were all laughing at my new appearance. Some said me look very "TU4" and some said i got style.

Then 1 year ago, another huge surprise for my nus friends again, from a long straight hair to a long super-curly gigantic hair do. I quite like the look of lion's mane on my head but i think my friends aren't ready for such a drastic change so does other people in school. The first few responses were all negative until 6 months later, i went back to straighten my hair, people around me then started ask why did i go and get rid of it. Their reason?

"You look damn sexy with it" Oh dunky!

Then later i went for ceramic perming, this time the style's quite tame. No fun because I couldn't extradicate large response from surrounding people.

And today, my longer-than-bra-length-cum-fading-curled-hair was chopped off by the famous Freddie @ Masa (He was trained in Japan and had won many awards. He also did hair for many famous people) Without hesitation, i agreed to the chosen hair from the magazine when freddie said it was unsuitable to have long hair with that kind of layering. Later, ms C who also went for her trademark haircut, asked me, "Would you miss your long hair?" I replied " No, all I was thinking that better pray hard that the haircut won't turn out to be a gonecase. " I didn't feel any remorse when i look at the floor almost being covered by my ex-hair.

Hm..as we walked out from masa, we went straight for the nearest toilet to admire our hair. Ms C felt like wasting her bucks cos the hair still the same as before. She didn't dare to go for a change. She said she doesn't want to walk longside with me cos I look damn "in" and like one of the Japanese. (How come it doesn't appear so in the pic below?)

Anyway now I'm back home and realise my hair isn't really as great looking as it did in the noon. Maybe the styling effect has faded off abit. I wonder whether tomorrow should i not skip lecture and surprise my friends again?

Oh man, I gonna love shampooing my hair. No more weight-lifting for my arms every night.

2 March 2004

Wow, over 1000 hits liao.

Today's date is a nice one:- 02/03/04

Hm i'll be on a mini hiatus till next week. i think i'll suffering from blogger's block for sometime already. Let see next week whether i can churn out somemore craps anot.