The Boyfriend...

...wants to entrance his wedding to the Imperial March in a Darth Vader suit. I couldn't be more proud. XD

THE ORACLE ANSWERED MY QUESTION!

D:

It was two hours into our video call before The Boyfriend suddenly asks, "Are you wearing contacts?"


EL

As you can see

I have very little discipline upkeeping a blog. Nothing momentous happened since the last entry, except finals are over, prom was good, and ah, well, the hols are here. Anyway I'm only going to post if something random or interesting happened today.

As for today, my boyfriend successfully picked the lock of the bathroom door while I was peeing. Scared the hell out of me when the lock clicked free. XD

EL

A dose of Pratchett a day

"They may be called the Palace Guard, the City Guard, or the Patrol. Whatever the name, their purpose in any work of heroic fantasy is identical: it is, round about Chapter Three (or ten minutes into the film) to rush into the room, attack the hero one at a time, and be slaughtered. No one ever asks them if they want to.

This book is dedicated to those fine men."

-Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett

Last month

COLDPLAY - POLITIK

Coldplay is going to guest star in The Simpsons! Hahahahaha!

Who would have known that my favourite childhood song had Gwen Stefani singing in it?

Moby feat. Gwen Stefani - Southside

Didn't do so well for trials. Last month to work hard for finals.

EL

Holiday's reaching its end.

In my happy little place. =)


EL

:-O

New, unofficial Strawberry Swing video!

The previously launched Strawberry Swing video.

Personally I love the official one better, though both required a massive amount of work (stop-go motion, anyone? You could clearly see the fingerprints of the maker on the dolls.) .

And it's off to chemistry for now.

EL

roll.

Is nothing ever permanent anymore?



EL

Now this is what we call evolution. :)

Darwin would be so proud!

EL

Jack chopped the beanstalk, and down came the giant.

It's been busy, with Math DIs and CTs done, there's the silence before the storm--being an event-free week next week--and then the eruption. Trials feel closer than ever before.

Still, it does not stop this lass from accessing the Internet (finally!) and thoroughly enjoying herself before returning to the grinding board. It's about time that she checks on updates from Coldplay.com, drools over the coveted seats that Coldplaying fans have snatched up for the Wembley performances (which no doubt will be awesome--there's nothing more amazing than watching the entire stadium singing along every line), reads long outdated entries on Twitter, and in the midst of everything, realizes that her Facebook profile is still keyed in as "In a Relationship".

I'm not.

It's up to you how you would like to react, if you had not known that already. I would accept any emotional offers but sympathy. I'm not in such a state that you would have to sympathise with me.

In fact, I feel a new kind of happiness. So this is the feeling of rebirth. Renewal would probably be another word to describe it.

It's the time when this girl pays extra attention to the beautiful unique details about the people around her i.e. her friends, now that she is released from any sort of emotional bonds, and is pleasantly surprised to discover beautiful things about them.

It's the time when she feels closest to her mother, whom all these while, had been the greatest pillar of her strength. Her mother, who taught her that cooking was a simple but effective outlet of tension and internal turmoil.

It's the time when, despite the recent break-up, the girl goes ga-ga over prom, even when prom is still two months away, because she's going to it with the most unlikely person in the world, and she finds that she's actually looking forward to it.

Trials is only a week away, but I'm running on a euphorical high everyday, because I'm phasing into a different stage of my life. I could feel it so clearly that it's almost physical.

Reflections aside, Muse's Time Is Running Out has never felt sexier.

We tried it out yesterday during band practice in that musky studio in Subang Jaya, and we are pleased. The drums and bass are amazing. Pleased, except of course for the singers themselves, because they feel as if they sound like they are on karaoke than trying to pick a second song out for the impending prom performance auditions. Who can match the God-likeness of Matthew Bellamy's shrieks?

This girl is off to lunch, and then it's back to the guilletine.

EL

As the holidays draw to a quiet end, my mum's would be beginning, as with tens of thousands of high school students' around the country. I have not had a very exciting holiday week, albeit tumultuous, but not exciting.

Still, we had Sunway Lagoon, which was really something I had looked forward to eagerly the entire week. Pity time had to rush us by. It had a plane to catch, I presume.

So here's a picture of not me, not Coldplay, but of Rui Sheng, his buddies Boyce and Kai Shen who did the most outrageous thing on the roller coaster I've ever seen. This shot was taken in Genting.

That's a chessboard in Rui's hand, in case you can't see.

Chris Martin has the best speaking voice ever.

And Jonny is absolutely adorable. <3>"Does it play be-bop? Yes...YES."

I love the MJ part and the Mr. Roboto part. Heh.

I'm off to look for articles on how to organise a successful study group. I wouldn't want my friends and I to end up laughing hysterically at nothing and talking and not getting anything done, as how study groups usually end up with.

I have strangely lost all desire to read books. In turn, I've acquired the amazing ability to finish an entire plate of freshly fried vegetables. But they must be. Freshly fried. Jing Yi would be proud.

Hello college!

EL

A long-awaited holiday

And the ulcers just went away in time for the holidays. :)

I've taken to cooking since the hols began. So the stench (or fragrance?) of garlics are permanently stamped onto my fingers. I'm not complaining. It's a nice smell! And the taste of freshly-cooked vegetables is simply mouth-watering.

Bittersweet Symphony has got to be the longest, most repetitive, least climatic song I've heard.

Am going to Sunway Lagoon with my classmates on Thursday. Can't wait! It's prolly my only plan for the holidays.

What entry would be complete without a slight dose of these lads? :)

Jonny, lead guitarist

Guy, (hot) bassist

EL

College life is pretty awesome.

We breathed in helium today. :))) Videos coming up soon.

Premiering the new haircut.

The hols are approaching, and my mouth is invaded by oral ulcers. Four oral ulcers. FOUR.

EL

LEY TIAN IS GETTING MARRIED! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!

Being in the young women division has its downs. For one, like this, your friends steadily disappears from the division as they start to marry, leaving the younger ones behind. But nevertheless, I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!

CONGRATS GIRL!

EL

John Farnham - You're the Voice

Powerful song.

EL

Cold, cold water

And that was a week peppered with tests and presentations.

Monday: Maths Direct Investigation, Psychology presentation. Tuesday: Maths DI, English Text Production. Wednesday: Maths Common Test, English TP. Thursday: English TP. Tomorrow: Bio presentation.

Amazing video of Strawberry Swing is out. :)



And I'm terrible at ice-skating!

EL

Math and Sci in Bahasa. We're back to Square One.

Finding Neverland was one amazing film. There's something magical about Johnny Depp working with children.

Tear-jerking films:

• Finding Neverland
• Moulin Rouge!
• Brokeback Mountain
• LOTR (haha)
• Tarzan
• AI
• Brother Bear
• Forrest Gump
• Titanic
• V for Vendetta

Oh dear, have I just ruined these wonderful endings for you?

EL

Hello again, Windows Movie Maker.


EL

Hot Guy! (Guy as in Guy Berryman, bass player from Coldplay.)

And so the Rosklide live blog update begins.

P/S: Don't worry Dynamitez! 'Tis only another bump on the road.

EL

Tell me your politik.

If there was one thing I wished in the world, I wished that the papers would stop featuring things about Michael Jackson. It makes separation all the more bitter.

Rosklide Live Blog Update tomorrow! It's going to be exciting. Strawberry Swing video on its way. Can't wait!

Big Bookstore Sales.

Bionomial distribution is fun.

IELTS speaking test next week.

I shall start writing again soon. I suspect there is a link between my hormonal cycle and the desire to write.

Politik is a damned good song. A Rush of Blood to the Head is a damned good album.

I've (finally) watched Slumdog Millionaire last night and it was good. Meh. Dev Patel is adorable.

And Sai Mun is home. :))) :))) With Arnott's Mint Slices! OMG.

EL

Growing up with Michael Jackson's hits regularly heard in the house, I was naturally stunned at the news of his passing . The news, delivered by a hurried SMS from Renu 6.30 this morning, was confirmed when I flipped on the channel and CNN had a coverage on his death. I had held onto this desperate hope that he was not dead, that it had all been a hoax by some crazy fan, but even the uncle operating at IK Photocopy Centre was watching the news from one of his computers, commenting on 'what a waste of talent'.

A waste? Michael Jackson might have been anything but a waste. A look at his illustrous career will confirm it. He had been almost god-like, garnering a cult following from around the world that lasted well into the last days of his career. No allegations or accusations could even touch the colossal success he had achieved over the decades.

His light will shine on forever.

Please, listen to Politik. :) It's one of those few Coldplay songs that would make my heart ache at the bridge. 'Oh give me love over, love over, love over this.' The beautiful part starts at 2:53.

I'm going to watch this soon! Can't wait. The trailer was superbly touching.

I had my SWS meeting today, a congregation of the ladies and women. There is a group of girls I know whom are very close to each other, which can be detrimental to any discussion group. Having typical Asian mentalities, their excited chatters vanish once the facilitator begins talking. They keep their silence as though every question asked is a rhetorical one, resulting in long, awkward silences. I find it awfully discouraging and frustrating, particularly when I am proficient in English and being unable to express myself properly in Mandarin (let alone Cantonese). This has happened on one too many occasions, and I get increasingly frustrated. If this was a discussion in English, I would've been able to occupy the silence with something trivial, but being a chinese discussion, I found myself stunned dumb and not even attempting to phrase something in Mandarin.

Bah, nevermind. Listen to White Shadows by Coldplay.

Maybe you'll get what you wanted,

Maybe you'll stumble upon it,

Everything you ever wanted in a permanent state.

Psychology and Movies. I'll prolly do Lord of the Rings. It takes the least effort, albeit time-consuming to watch them all again.

Ta!

MJ RIP. Long live the king!

EL

Crest of waves, troughs below!

I have spent the last half an hour glued to the screen finding a suitable university that offers a Bachelor of Arts (Hons or no Hons) in English that is recognised in specifically, as Ma states, Australia.

Quite frankly, I am sick of looking for this bloody degree.

My eyes are sore, and it's frustrating to see just how little qualifications I have right now. I missed the bloody MUET registration deadline and I do not get to register until January next year, and Ma is against the idea of me working half the year away while I wait for the test in May (okay maybe you argue that MUET can be sat for while you are in university, but I'm too exhausted to check right now). And IELTS is simply too expensive.

Plus, seeing that I bloody hell am not able to afford studying Dentistry locally as I initially intended (forget about overseas) (RM600,000! WTF), I might as well move on to a course I know I will excel in, seeing how I'm pretty used to the idea of teaching/lecturing as a career. Saying goodbye to my science subjects would be painful, but Ma says I can keep them by giving tuition. Ugh ugh ugh.

I hate discussing about the future.

Moving on to cheerier things, our Psych presentation topics are out. Psych and Art! Psych and Musicians! Psych and Movies (ie Archetypes)! Sleep disorders! Anxiety disorders! Dream journals! By-stander Effect!

etc etc.

I am debating over Psych and Musicians (Coldplay and how their lyrics are deeply related to the degree they took in Uni), and Psych and Movies (Lord of the Rings, of course. It's very easy to identify the archetypes in there).

Did you know that the lyrics to Coldplay's Clocks can be intepretated as to imply addiction or death? Or that Violet Hill is about a son whose father has gone to war and he is despairing over the circus surrounding the politics of it?

Sleep. Now I know that afternoon naps are a must.


EL

The flu.

The flu is here. Spreading within the vicinity of my own home.

And I detest the finale of Prison Break.

EL

ISTJ

Hello. Deadmau5 (and collaborations) is good. I have just learned today that there are different genres of trance music, and House is one of them, or something like that. Interesting. Muse's earlier albums sound promising.

I have yet to analyse my personality using the Myers-Briggs Test Indicator, which is introduced in our current Psychology chapter, Personality. I suspect I'll come up with Introvert-Intuitive-Thinking-Judging (INTJ).

My report card came in, and it's not good. It shows. I'm lagging in my studies and attention, so much that sometimes I just stare at the lecturer blankly not noticing what she's saying. I hardly concentrate in class anymore, and I leap out of class at every opportunity.

Maybe it's because Sai Mun's coming home in less than two weeks. Or maybe it's because I'm plain lazy.

I have to start to buck up, or I'll perish in the fires of--

*ten minutes later*

Oh.

I'm an ISTJ--introvert (78%), sensing(38%), thinking(38%), and judging (33%)preferences. People with this type of personality are the likes of Queen Victoria, Waren Buffet, JD Rockefeller, Clint Eastwood and Queen Elizabeth II. Here's what is described as an ISTJ--an Inspector.

"The one word that best describes Inspectors is superdependable. Whether at home or at work, Inspectors are extraordinarily persevering and dutiful, particularly when it comes to keeping an eye on the people and products they are responsible for. In their quiet way, Inspectors see to it that rules are followed, laws are respected, and standards are upheld.

Inspectors (as much as ten percent of the general population) are the true guardians of institutions. They are patient with their work and with the procedures within an institution, although not always with the unauthorized behavior of some people in that institution. Responsible to the core, Inspectors like it when people know their duties, follow the guidelines, and operate within the rules. For their part, Inspectors will see to it that goods are examined and schedules are kept, that resources will be up to standards and delivered when and where they are supposed to be. And they would prefer that everyone be this dependable. Inspectors can be hard-nosed about the need for following the rules in the workplace, and do not hesitate to report irregularities to the proper authorities. Because of this they are often misjudged as being hard-hearted, or as having ice in their veins, for people fail to see their good intentions and their vulnerability to criticism. Also, because Inspectors usually make their inspections without much flourish or fanfare, the dedication they bring to their work can go unnoticed and unappreciated.

While not as talkative as Supervisor Guardians [ESTJs], Inspectors are still highly sociable, and are likely to be involved in community service organizations, such as Sunday School, Little League, or Boy and Girl Scouting, that transmit traditional values to the young. Like all Guardians, Inspectors hold dear their family social ceremonies-weddings, birthdays, and anniversaries - although they tend to be shy if the occasion becomes too large or too public.

Generally speaking, Inspectors are not comfortable with anything that gets too fancy. Their words tend to be plain and down-to-earth, not showy or high-flown; their clothes are often simple and conservative rather than of the latest fashion; and their home and work environments are usually neat, orderly, and traditional, rather than trendy or ostentatious. As for personal property, they usually choose standard items over models loaded with features, and they often try to find classics and antiques - Inspectors prefer the old-fashioned to the newfangled every time."

Huh.

Here's the link if you wish to professionally find out what type you are. http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes.asp

Anyway, off to All Leaders prep. Sigh.

EL

Hi. Helen Keller.

EL

It's been a long, uneventful week with the highlight being the prank call to my mother telling her that her daughter's caught in an indecent act. x)

I'll upload the audio clip soon enough. :) Meanwhile, enjoy the PS22 Chorus, this amazing children's choir I found on the Tube.

"Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? Can the child within my heart rise above? Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life? Mmm, mmm, I don't know."

EL

RENU'S A DINGDONG. BWAHAHAHA.

EL

Back from Bt Pahat!<3

Going for HYC Party tonight. That stands for Harmonix Youth Choir. Which happens to be the SMKDJ Choir. Haha.

Finale to my dreadful, uneventful, mundane holiday.


EL

Coldplay is 15 on the Forbes' List of Powerful Celebrities for 2009!

I love you guysss <3

Spent a lovely time with Johan in Selayang yesterday. Could have been somewhere else though. Choral Fest!! :(

Will be going to Bt. Pahat today until Tuesday. Sigh. I really, really want my sem exam results.

Bai. :)

EL

I've just entered a Coldplay forum and I suddenly realised that there are so much bigger Coldplay fans out there than I originally thought.

I am humbled.

The members were playing this game where they chose which Coldplay songs they like, and, by golly, I've barely heard of half of what they spout out, and I've heard more Coldplay songs than anyone I know.

“Coldplay is for people with great taste, intelligence, incredible good lookingness, talent, ability, success, grabbing of life. Coldplay’s for people who know what life’s about. They’re always entertaining. Delightful to talk to. Sweet, charming, incredibly good in bed. Virile. They have incredible success with girls, or boys, or both. They’re generally just the world’s best citizens. Maybe I’m biased, but I’m definitely right.” -Chris Martin

HAHAHA.

Okay I'll stop.

EL

I'VE JUST WITNESSED. WITNESSED. omg. Never mind.

Okay, first of all CONGRATS TO THE SMKDJ CHOIR FOR CLINCHING SECOND PLACE AT STATE LEVEL AND FOURTH PLACE AT THE ...what's it called? ANYWAY, IT'S AN INTERNATIONAL COMPETITION AND I'M DARN PROUD OF YOU GUYS.

Okay. Pimple. Hurts. Bad. Don't touch!

EL

I've been--while checking out Rapid KL bus routes--going through lists of baby names.

Before you can start rolling your eyes at me, yours truly is actually planning ahead of time since she knows that she'd be in a daze after delivering the child and all she's gotta do when her husband asks about the name is whip out an all-ready list of baby names she has decided on.

Nothing too hard to spell or pronounce.

Nothing out of a comic book or romance novel or from the Harry Potter series.

Nothing too extravagant like Balthazar or Lorenzo.

Favorably starting with F's, A's or J's. :)

Julius, Frederic, Amy, Joseph, Sophia, Michael. Blah.

Wyatt is a nice name, but I doubt I'm pronouncing it right. Why-utt? Why-yet?

EL

Viva oh my

Did you hear Solange Knowles' cover of Viva La Vida?

She perverted it. She totally perverted it.

All the twangs here and there and the occasional quick ascent up the scales? Typical pop. Not cool. That is why Coldplay is good. Because they do not do typical pop. What sin has she committed??

What's next, Hilary Duff doing Lovers in Japan? Miley Cyrus covering Clocks?

OMG.

On the brighter side of things, there's the cheesy alternate video to VLV. You can't help but love Chris Martin for enduring the crown and cape-looking thing and tucking the Liberty Leading the People under his arm and walking all over the place!

As compared to that, I prefer the original video anytime. It's fascinating to watch Will hammering away at the cowbell and Chris dancing around like a drunkard. It's a lot more interesting than just watching HRM Chris dragging Eugene Delacroix's painting around.

Oh, and DID YOU KNOW that there is another reference to The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy other than "42" when it comes to Coldplay songs? HAHAHA. It's another song, in X&Y, called "Don't Panic". HAHAHA.

Ugh. Okay enough. I've been twittering, man. It's an interesting concept. It's like you're talking directly to Hugh Jackman and Guy Berryman. Very exciting. Go join! http://www.twitter.com/ and follow me! sioweelin whee. I'm putting my real name so that Hugh Jackman knows that I exist. And Coldplay, too.

Listen to Lily Allen. Her music isn't bad. The Fear by Lily Allen. She has a cool accent I can't place.

Okay, off to the National Library. Ugh. I. Need. Loo.

EL

Voila!

Lady GaGa's Lovegame video is sick. Sick, I tell you.

I've never seen any artist so in touch with her sexually.

Enough of that! Let's go on to something more geeky. V for Vendetta!

Check out V's bloody awesome opening introduction. The geek as I am, I shall commit this fifty V-containing speech to memory.

"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition."

okbai. EL

Gosh. I'm rotting. I can see that my complexion is slightly clay-like from all the time in front of the computer.

Been writing. :) Been reading. :) Very fulfilling.

Apart from Chris Martin sounding like he's forced to sing through a straw, the songs suit VLV very well! :)

EL

It is Out.

left right left right left



I have it. :)))


Go download it!


Oh, and class today was awesome. We played hangman. I think form two is the "just right" age to teach. No urgency for some big national exam, and mature enough to understand your cynicism and laugh along.


Study lalala.


EL

IN A NUTSHELL

I hate in a nutshells. I like elaborations. :) 'Tis been an eventful weekend, but I shall hurry or I'll never get down to studying.

So Friday, Renu and I were feeling mischievous so we pranked Rui boy like, twice, and his Math Studies lecturer like, once. All we had to do was open the door, shout "Ruishengyoudumborstupid" and close it. Easy as it sounds, it takes an incredible amount of guts and gungho to do it. As for his math lecturer, we sat in class and obediently followed lesson (but she didn't teach anything la) until she noticed two foreign faces about five minutes into lesson.

Friday night, ma and I took the LRT and then the Monorail (which has an awesome view of KL) to Menara Hap Seng for the MIA Ladies' Choir concert. We were there on Yoongwai's invitation, so thank you for calling us up, honey. We badly needed the break. So met longtimenosee Yoongwai and Songyeu. Didn't get to speak to Yoongwai much (which I was looking forward to) because I was stuck with the latter, but I didn't mind k. :) Overall the choirs were not bad lah, but I still support the fact that men are an important part of the choir. :))

Went home, looked up the JPA website. Didn't get the scholarship. Bah. Oh well.

Saturday morn. Sat down and wrapped Rui's mum's multilayered present, just to realise an hour later that I left the price tag on the gift LOL. So I had to unwrap everything. What an ordeal.

Renaissance Choir concert on Saturday night! They were not bad lah, and the songs are good, and every choir I know seem to be a big fan of You'll Never Walk Alone. Must be some Liverpool thingy. Everyone sings it!

The next morning was New Leaders' Appointment, which was unnerving but it was exciting as it was my first All Leaders' Meet. The Rainbow Junior Choir, my grassroots choir, sang the ever famous "Ha-ha yo (My mother)" song. Our GD's speech ain't as dull as everyone dread it would be, so thank goodness.

Went to the doc today because of the terrible, unbearable ulcers on my lower lip. It was all swollen and bleeding today. He looked at me with this knowing smile, because I've visited him more than three times in the past two months. LOL. He gave me this oral aid ointment which "won't burn, unlike Bonjela" but which almost made me pass out in blinding pain when I applied it. He cautioned that it had local anesthetic, a warning which went unheeded resulting in a numb tongue tip. LOL. Awesome.

Attended Chinese discussion meet when I should be studying. Didn't regret it though, because Dr. Boey was there, and I learned so much from him. He's one of the very few people I know which I truly, truly admire and respect. Dr. Boey has this fiery passion and belief in him which makes him ever more convincing when delivering guidances. His story about saving the Japanese girl from committing suicide, thoguh I've heard it half a dozen times before, never fails to move me to tears. The story is like this: he was posted to a hospital in Japan, and this father came up to him telling him about his depressed daughter who wishes to end her life. Not knowing how to counsel him, Dr. Boey wrote a note to her,

"There is one thing higher than the sky, and that is your life. Treasure it."

...which was a verse from Ikeda Sensei's poem to Agnes Chan. I cry whenever I hear that verse. So simple, yet so full of meaning.

I want my boyfriend to be like him. He is the most humble person I've ever met, yet he is one of the head paediatricians in Malaysia, and the most passionate man when it comes to faith. He takes the gosho to heart and applies it to daily life. If I want someone other than Ikeda Sensei to be my mentor, it will be him.

Ok gtg bai. :)

EL

I did the unthinkable today.

I entered the gents' loo.

The gents' loo!

whoooooo!!!

Thank goodness the lock on the door was not faulty.


EL

photoblog entry!

On the way to Bukit Bharu.



Bukit Bharu!

Yeye! :) He's, like, eighty, and he still has the vigor of a twenty-five.

Kor fooling around in Eagle Ranch resort in PD.

Cows crossing the field on the outskirts of Malacca. Cross over to PD! lol.

Port Dickson. :)

Nilai, city of textile. Aaaaaah. Ma brought us textile-shopping. Eugh.

The monsoon drain outside Pasar Seni (?) LRT Station. The graffiti is done along the entire length of the river. Amazing eh?

:)

The tension before Math DI began.

With all those calculators, that's easily worth more than RM3,000 on these four tables alone!

This is EL's favourite person, that lil' bag of unbridled energy we all call Renu. :]

We must watch X-men Origins: Wolverine. Yes, we must.

EL

Forty-two.

Did you know that Coldplay named one of their songs after the answer to everything? :)

42.

:)

Those who've read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy would know what I mean. x)

I've read Philippa Gregory's The Constant Princess. It's an amazing book. Go read, go read.

It has been an awesomely eventful week, but I shant' say anything more, or I'll never get down to doing my growing pile of work. All I can say is this: Semester papers are two weeks away, and I am doooooooomed.

Oh, and congratulations to the SMKDJ CHOIR for seizing the number one spot at district level! DISTRICT CHAMPS! Up next: STATE CHAMPS! Go pwn Selangor, kids. :D:D:D You can't imagine how immensely proud I feel right now. But of course, that proud feeling comes with a bittersweet taste to the mouth...I miss you guys sooo much! :(

Okay, work work work.

EL

undesirable consequences

eventful week. DI for math was, well, dreadful. i simply hate the race against time. math quiz was less stressful, though, but i think i still flunked it. chem test. bah. dreadful, too, but hopefully i'll be more or less be above average. hopefully. invigilator had an awful booming voice. when he suddenly hollered for everyone to stop writing, breaking the heavy silence, the students collectively jerked in shock. must file complaint.

we did the staring game thing today in class. hadn't been playing it since high school. renu couldn't last more than 5 secs. :) rui sheng still owned, though.

oooh and we were cheated of our money (at least, we think-lah) by this Indian woman who begged as she supposingly had a sister undergoing bypass surgery and she needed money for food and travel. no one else at the table gave anything. rui gave, like, RM9 and i reluctantly parted with my fiver. once she left, we came under fire almost immediately. LOL. Oh, and thank you for the meal, rui!

bought two packs of condoms for our coming-of-age friend. half of our group ditched us when we went to buy them. LOL. durex, the leading brand, was awfully costly so we settled for the lesser one. the cashier dude looked at the packets, snickered somewhat and remarked slyly, "shooot. hehehe." LOL. we wrote "excessive use may lead to undesirable consequences" on the side of the wrapper. :) anyway, good luck with them rubbers, chua! x) i trust you know how to operate them. if you don't, there's always the instruction sheet inside for first-timers. hahahaha.

loo enn and yee ping came over last night. apparently i'm to be elected honcho. whoaa. hopefully i will fulfil my duties well. i really want to contribute to make a difference!

SWS meeting tonight. some motherly topic about the EQ of children. bah. will still be attending, though.

will be teaching tomorrow. :))) i like teaching, i think. it's very rewarding to be able to share. which also means, SORRY JACQ IF YOU'RE READING COS' I CAN'T DROP BY CHOIR PRACTICE TOMORROW MORNING.

okay. end of mundane entry. sleep sleep. zzz.



EL

I have made it my lifelong dream to be able to watch Coldplay live in concert.

Quite pathetic lah, but I'm gonna.

The best thing about Coldplay? They don't sing love songs, which I'm really tired of.

"I can't dance but I'm enthusiastic, that's the best thing."

Hahahahahaaaa!

Wah dem no life lor.

Chemistry. Sighh.

EL

Hie. Not feeling good about myself. Week of tests. Will update next time.

EL

Coldplay! Coldplay!

Life in technicolor II <3

EL

<3

OMG OMG.

two deadlines and one test tomorrow.

and blissful break on friday. then it's all about stationary points, integrals, scatterplots, amines and amides, carbonyl groups, dna sequencing, transgenic organisms, semi-conservative replication, gel electrophoresis, fluid-mosaic model, and cell division.

actually, it's not much.

i'm lying. it's A LOT to study.

and i've gotta research about malaysia's role in world affairs. we small country small fry laaah. what to write maaan??

i'm reading the memory keeper's daughter. i find kim edwards a lovely writer.

coldplay. mmm.

EL

A friend of mine remarked the other day, "death is better than dying."
Curious, I prompted her to say more. "It's better to leave this world that is so full of evil."
It took me all my willpower not to yell, "that's not true!" because it might be parallel to her religious belief (she said it with so much of conviction). However, I thought it was quite a sad statement as it leaves you with no room for hope or happiness. I mean, no denying there's evil in this world, but must we use death as a path to escape it? Why not fight it while you still have breath left in you? Why the futility of it all?
I don't understand. Maybe many people are unaware of the power they have within them to stop the evil of the world from spreading. Wai Leong said that day, "Those who stand aside and wait for evil to fester is more slanderous than the evil itself." I thought those words resonated a lot of truth.
Anyway, I finally got it out of my system. :) Thankkkyeuuuu. :)

GFG Camp prep meet tonight, then MAC tomorrow, then a whole weekend of deadlines to catch up on.

Whee.

Oh, I've got a new phone.

And oh, happy pre-birthday Rui Sheng!


EL

One flew east, one flew west, and one flew over the cuckoo's nest.

SORRY SORRY.

Okay.

Erm.

Okay.

JD Meet was great. Managed to finish all my stuff in time for presentation to the kids. :)

ESL Issue Analysis was great. Went very smoothly. Lecturer recommended me for the speech giving during the Tan Sri Loy Scholarship ceremony. Aaaaah. Auditioned today. We'll see how it turns out.

Went back to Malacca for Qing Ming. Ate the famous satay celup and was not impressed. And people LINE UP for them! Oh dear. Maybe I should've gone with an empty stomach? On the other hand, the dim sum in Bukit Bharu was, as usual, heavensent.

Major deadline week next week. Chem practical exam spans three days. Chem SRT deadline. Bio HAE Draft deadline. Psych report draft deadline. Psych journal deadline. Well-deserved HOLIDAY ON FRIDAY!!

Watching One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest for Psychology class. Jack Nicholson is amazing.

Allergic reaction relapse. All over legs this time.

Reading at the moment:

1. Paulo Coelho's Veronika Decides to Die
2. Paulo Coelho's The Valkyries
3. Markus Zusak's The Book Thief
4. Mitch Albom's Tuesdays with Morrie

They are all great books. Paulo Coelho weaves magic with his words. :)

I've got the leaked version of Wolverine. I'm not going to watch it, I'm not going to watch it, I'm not going to watch it ... ...


"She said she was neither happy nor unhappy, and that was why she couldn't go on. Each person knows the extent of their own suffering, or the total absence of meaning in their lives." - Paulo Coelho, Veronika Decides to Die (1998)


EL

Disney ditsy

Pssst! Want to listen to Mel Gibson singing? :)

Haha, when he started speaking, I recognised the voice immediately, but wasn't sure who it was. What a shock I got when Captain John Smith was actually voiced by Mel Gibson, and Thomas was voiced by Christian Bale. Hahahahahaha.

I'm talking about Pocahontas, by the way. Yesss. I found out that the only two Disney classics I have not watched properly are Mulan and Pocahontas. Will be getting them soon. Meanwhile, here we are!

Had a Disney Princess moment yesterday. Lasted until now, Saturday afternoon. Been watching Disney stuff all the way and comparing princesses as well as princes. I think Prince Philip and John Smith and General Shang have a good shot at the Handsomest Disney Prince title. Shang, in a Cina sort of way. :) Sorry, Prince from Cinderella. Sorry, Eric from the Little Mermaid. Sorry, Aladdin. Sorry, Beast. However, the Beast has a wonderful speaking voice. Like those voices that do the voices of the big boss anatagonist in computer games. Tee hee.

Can't decide who has the better voice, Belle (mezzo soprano!) or Aurora (sixteen year old that sounds like a middle-aged woman) or Pocahontas.

How come Anastasia was not counted as a Disney Princess? And Mulan, too. Or Pocahontas. :(

There is actually TWO sequels to Cinderella! OMGoodness. Go check them out. I've watched all of them. x) The third one is quite entertaining.

There is a sequel to Pocahontas, where she meets a new man! OMG.

Okay byeee.

EL

Coldplay in Singapore!

My mood the past week's been fluctuating like nobody's business. I was at the point of breaking down on Wednesday and was feeling perky and skippy yesterday night. Completed every assignment on time and managed to snatch a bit of studying in between, so it's cool. :) For now, I'm quite motivated to write for the Dublin award competition, but we'll see.

Ma's back from Taiwan. Whooot.

My brothers have transformed into what I had feared--full-time mindless slaves of the idiot box. Gamers. GTA San Andreas and Fallout 3. Sigh. I do not approve the level of violence in the former.

I have not visited the MPH book sale in Mayang Plaza. :(

SGM Selangor's Run for Peace on Sunday! 8km of solitude with Coldplay and Norah Jones. Will be staying over at Klang Kaikan on Saturday night. Prolly be bringing over Orwell's Animal Farm and Coelho's Veronika Decides to Die to occupy myself with. Whatever goes on two legs are evil! rawr.

Yi May says Malaysia has bad feng shui. That is why Coldplay is going to perform in Singapore instead. :(((

Carbohydrates have a relatively higher melting/boiling point. That is because they have abundant hydroxyl groups are very polar which means they have strong hydrogen bonding as secondary interaction. Therefore heat energy at rtp is unsufficient to break those hydrogen bonds.

Polysaccharides are insoluble in water but they can absorb water because ... I don't remember. I'm suppose to remember.

Off to do more research. Am done with the detailed outline for Biology's human awareness essay that's due on Monday. ^_^ Ahead of deadline for the first time!

"Photons have mass? I didn't even know they were Catholics." - Robot-servant from Fallout 3.

EL

Pizza Hut special delivery

I found something amusing while I was submitting the form for PSD Scholarship.

cth: 037552525?

Isn't that Pizza Hut's old number?

Omigod.

The government has a sense of humour!!

*rolls eyes*

EL

I'm not broke I'm just a broken-hearted man.

Sigh.

I'm not happy, I can tell you that much.

That said, congrats to all on your SPM results, no matter how they turned out to be. If it turned out to be as misery-inducing as mine, with just a half grade away from getting straight A1s, then join the grieving club.

Do you know that straight A1s can bring you to so many places?

Sigh.

EL

I've been worrying myself to bits lately.

Recently, just three days ago, kor found that the lymph nodes in my neck are abnormally enlarged ie. swollen. I never knew they were supposed to be abnormal cos', as far back as I could remember, they've always been there, just not so many as I have now. If I count now, they would amount to roughly about six of 'em rubbery mothballs. Kor never checked my armpits because I'm just too ticklish. -__-

Anyway, I've read up about this. He suspects it's lymphoma, a kind of lymph node cancer that is usually associated with leukemia. O_O The lymph nodes are swollen because of the excess production of lymphocytes (WBC) produced to protect the body against the sudden pathogens (not sure what they are though, cancer cells or virus or what).

Soooo far I have only fulfilled three of the many symptoms--palpable lymph nodes, night sweats, and bodily aches. I'm not sure if sleeping a lot means fatigue, so I'm not counting. If it persists for a week, then maybe I'll go have it checked up, or Kor would pester me to. Ugh. Doctors. Needles. ugh.

Contact lenses!

EL

GCO Wind Quintet in Concert 09

I'm so exhausted. Ugh.

Here's the story.

Thursday. Rushed to get my emcee script template out (imagine there is no proper template for it, ugh). Stupid printers in the Web didn't want to cooperate. It was much later when I realised I didn't adjust my page to A4 size. Ugh. Then went to Cheras for the rehearsal. Ah Lum tells me that I have to speak after every song. That's 14 songs babe. The reason is because the quintet would've been a little burnt out after 5 minutes of playing and they needed the time to rest and I'm the attention diverter. (divertor? diverter?)

Friday. Panicked my way through breakfast, lunch and dinner. 14 songs! 14 different ways to present! I was on the verge of expiring. Thank goodness Sai Mun was being very understanding. Finally got all 20 cue cards ready. This is the first time my cue cards amount to a sum with two digits. Squabbled with my mom over my outfit for the night. Settled on something simple and existing. Song Yeu informs that there is no make-up artist. *faints*

Saturday. Went to get make-up as my eye liner and mascara were all used up. Then shot off to Cheras again. Rehearsal started at 3pm when it was stated as at 2pm (as usual). Wasn't much of a rehearsal. Rehearsed til 5pm before going to do my own make-up. Ugh. Then chanted til 6.30pm. Gawd. I was so worried about the attendance as the concert was not very publicised. Ugh ugh ugh. And there were some last-minute alterations as my PIC was not contented with my script. Whatever makes you happy.

Saturday evening. 7.30pm. There were only a handful of people standing outside. Started hyperventilating. Song Yeu was late, too, as Chin Choon said there was a massive two hour traffic jam from Jalan Duta all the way to Phoenix Plaza in Cheras. OMG. When the doors were opened at 7.45pm, the audience were scattered all over the hall. It was such a meager sum of people. Sigh. Song Yeu fianlly struts in at 7.50pm. *rolls eyes*

Saturday evening 8.10pm. When half the hall finally fills up, Wai Yip finally nags me into starting the concert. The first few minutes were really unnerving as the audience was soooo damned unresponsive. So many cold spots I tell you. :( I wanted to hide my face somewhere at that time because no one understood my brand of humor. Sigh.

Saturday evening 8.30pm. Audience begins to warm up when I introduce the players one by one. OMG like finally. Couldn't say much about everyone. "The guy with the cool hair and an even cooler instrument, Mr. Kevin Chean" was counteracted with "finally, the guy with the not-so-cool hair but with the coolest instrument, Mr. Yong Song Yeu!". I don't think he was very happy with the assault on the hair subject. x)

Saturday evening 9pm. After intermission, the audience thaws and starts to enjoy themselves, and even being responsive. Good. Ugh. From this point onwards, I sorta ditched my script and improvised all the way to suit the audience's current mood. In the end I cooked up an entirely new script when it comes to acknowledging Elaine's last performance with us before going to Japan.

Luckily there was great reception. Got a lot of congratulating and praises after the concert. Phew. Thank goodness no one complained that there is no Chinese emcee. Met a lot of people I didn't know and they came up to shake hands and offer compliments. Thank u, u guys are sweet. :)

So thank you Elaine, Cheong Lum, Kee Hong, Teng Jun and Song Yeu for believing in me and thrusting me such an opportunity. And thanks rui for being so supportive. Kor also. Ma, pa. Thanks.

Last but not least, thank you Sai Mun!

Pictures, blah, too lazy to upload, but here's the poster. Stole this from Song Yeu's site.

Here's a song our psych lecturer introduced to us. Really cute. I Like Giants by Kimya Dawson.

When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side
Of the road, turn out the lights, get out and look up at the sky
And I do this to remind me that I'm really, really tiny
In the grand scheme of things and sometimes this terrifies me
But it's only really scary cause it makes me feel serene
In a way I never thought I'd be because I've never been
So grounded, and so humbled, and so one with everything
I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything

Rock and roll is fun but if you ever hear someone
Say you are huge, look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun
Look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky
Say I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye
I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye

When I saw Geneviève I really liked it when she said
What she said about the giant and the lemmings on the cliff
She said 'I like giants
Especially girl giants
Cause all girls feel too big sometimes
Regardless of their size'

When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side
Of the road and run and jump into the ocean in my clothes
And I'm smaller than a poppyseed inside a great big bowl
And the ocean is a giant that can swallow me whole
So I swim for all salvation and I swim to save my soul
But my soul is just a whisper trapped inside a tornado
So I flip to my back and I float and I sing
I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything
I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything

So I talked to Geneviève and almost cried when she said
That the giant on the cliff wished that she was dead
And the lemmings on the cliff wished that they were dead
So the giant told the lemmings why they ought to live instead
When she thought up all those reasons that they ought to live instead
It made her reconsider all the sad thoughts in her head
So thank you Geneviève, cause you take what is in your head
And you make things that are so beautiful and share them with your friends

We all become important when we realize our goal
Should be to figure out our role within the context of the whole

And yeah, rock and roll is fun, but if you ever hear someone
Say you are huge, look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun
Look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky
Say I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye
I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye
I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye

And I don't wanna make her cry
Cause I like giants.

Cos I like giants. :)