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So. I was desperate for something sweet. So desperate in fact that I decided to open the bottle of mead (fermented honey wine) that has been sitting in my fridge since April. (Not that I even like wine by the way but the idea of mead was just so quaint and literary that I bought a bottle at the Globe.) Anyway, I opened it expecting to be disgusted at the taste and guess what? It's delicious! Sweet and honey-y! Alcoholic honey to be exact. This is my new fav alcohol now. So. Anyone going to London's Globe? |
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[Dec. 9th, 2008|03:46 am] |
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Have been down with a cough for over a week and am throughly exhausted and annoyed. It keeps me up at night ergo my being at the computer typing this entry instead of sleeping.
It's been an exhausting few weeks since the start of the holidays. I had two consectutive weeks of Drama-related courses which though lots of fun was physically and mentally demanding. Couple this with three weeks of on-going National training which culminated in two games with Hong Kong last Thursday and Saturday and you understand the extent of my exhaustion.
Had to constantly struggle against the need to push myself and be unneccessarily competitive. I'm nowhere near good enough to be on the team having been actually playing for less than a year and I was just really thankful and honoured to have been invited to train with the National team. I did realise though that's it's impossible to play a team sport and not be competitive and as the trainings progressed I just got increasing miserable that I was not fielded more often. My coach promised that I would get to play for the last 15 minutes of the first game but we had such a tough fight against Hong Kong that I was not put in at all. I wasn't completely sorry, my cough has been making me a complete wrack and I could barely run. I did finally get five minutes during the last game and while I missed both my line-outs :( I did good on my scrums.
I went for my first audition in eons on Sunday with Young and Wild. It went a lot better than expected if Jon Lim's constant laughter is anything to go by. But this was a no-pressure audition since I didn't expect to be invited to audition and (truthfully) when I first realised I was invited was not all that keen. I have moved to a different part of my life and I'm ready to take my rugby to a next level, if not for the fact I believe I should do some acting for the sake of my teaching I wouldn't have bothered. My interest was renewed though after a Physical Theatre workshop I took with Norrlinah and I realised that hey, 1) i'm really quite good and 2) I still love performing passionately, it was just a love that was pushed underground with the onset of work. Either way I am ready to juggle all my interests if I should get in and if I don't I still have a lot of other things going for me!
So with the last three weeks being a complete swamp of work and etc, I haven't had a chance to really enjoy my hols. I've just been stretched left, right and centre especially with my mum making more demands of my time. Today was probably my first, relax-it's-the-holidays-day and right now I'm just caught up with the fact that the hols are almost ending. Am flying off on Friday and by the time I'm back, I have to be in school! And I haven't even started my SOW! It's senseless worry I know but i'm totally dreading the return to school.
Anyhow, Sherie is demanding my love and attention now so I have to give it to her. Back to bed! |
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[Oct. 11th, 2008|05:19 pm] |
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Hullo! Hullo! Hullo! Greetings from a little pink room in Bedok! I have moved! Already! And have set up almost everything save for my books. Everything is pretty and pink and I am very happy though my mew mews are sulking under the bed. Photos! When Lili comes on Wednesday. Yay! |
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[Oct. 10th, 2008|10:49 pm] |
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I am sitting on my matress on the floor in my little flat in Lavender. It is my last night here, already alien and unfamilar with my furniture unassembled and stacked in weird strcutures in my living room. I am a little melancholy at leaving, slightly distraughteven. It has been a nice cosy nook, just the size for one girl and two cats and the convience its location brought is not to be scoffed at. But living here was always scary. I never knew when I would hear screaming and shouting in the middle of the night or wake up to find paint splashed on my door. I lived in occasional terror of having my house broken into or my flat burned down.
I am moving to Bedok tomorrow. It is a pretty little neighbourhood, close to the train station (I can walk there), school, my parents. I'm going to be a real Eastener again too for which I rejoyce. I always thought of Bedok as the Bad East ie anything beyong Marine Parade but I have seen how the alternatives are worse. I will be paying a little more a month in rent and I regret the fact that I'm going to be a lot more reliant on the train.
Still, I look forward to the move tomorrow. I t is a new home, hopefully a long term one. I've already painted it and Yinnified it as much as I could before the actual move. Yes, it is PINK, and green.
And so I type my last LJ entry in my old house before my telephone line gets cut at midnight saying my last good byes.
so good bye dodgy flat and skanky neighbourhood. It was good while it lasted. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2008|11:09 pm] |
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I want to sell my bed. Will anybody buy my bed? It's nice. And only $100. Plus free (good but cat-scratched) matress.  |
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[Jun. 28th, 2008|08:37 am] |
Not that anybody cares. But just saw i can see how little I'm actually reading now that I'm teaching and can track my progress. Alas, only 42.
Taken from Mel's blog:
"The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed."
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you really love (and strikethroughthe ones you hate!).
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who've read 6 and force books upon them
1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien
3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling
5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
6 The Bible (some, alas)
7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte
8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman
10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott
12 Tess of the D'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
14 Complete (only some of) Works of Shakespeare
15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien
17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
19 The Time Traveller's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
20 Middlemarch - George Eliot
21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald (but have forgotten it, should definitelyread it again)
23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens
24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
25 The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens
33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis
34 Emma - Jane Austen
35 Persuasion - Jane Austen
36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis
37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
38 Captain Corelli's Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne
41 Animal Farm - George Orwell
42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery
47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
48 The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood
49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding
50 Atonement - Ian McEwan
51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel
52 Dune - Frank Herbert
53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon
60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt
64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac
67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
68 Bridget Jones's Diary - Helen Fielding
69 Midnight's Children - Salman Rushdie
70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville
71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
72 Dracula - Bram Stoker
73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett
74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson
75 Ulysses - James Joyce
76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
78 Germinal - Emile Zola
79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
80 Possession - AS Byatt
81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker
84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte's Web - EB White
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
94 Watership Down - Richard Adams
95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas
98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare
99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl
100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo |
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[Jun. 4th, 2008|10:32 pm] |
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BECAUSE YIN YIN IS BORED
The 50 Things Meme:
1. Do you like blue cheese? I would like pink cheese better.
2. Have you ever smoked heroin? No, but I have dried and salted it.
3. Do you own a gun? A glue gun! A staple gun! Ok, I wish; no. Guns are bad. I would never buy my children guns.
4. Your favourite song? Too many to have a favourite.
5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Heh, only if I’m trying to get an MC I don’t really deserve.
6. What do you think of hot dogs? Processed meat. Mmmmmm. I especially like the canned Tulip ones and of course Bedder with Cheddar, courtesy of Jem who introduced them to me.
7. Favourite Christmas song? All I want for Christmas is You.
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Teh ping gao or a nice tall glass of cold, creamy, fresh milk.
9. Can you do push ups? Hah hah! Indeed I can! Ask me and I’ll even demo. The men’s kind no less!
10. Favourite body part (on yourself)? My eyes! Because they change colours and occasionally look like cat eyes!
11. What's your favourite piece of jewellery? My ring, because it has a non-definable shape.
12. Favourite hobby? Reading Writing Cuddling
13. Do you put butter on your Movie popcorn? Ewwwww. Extra fat. No. I only like the sweet kind. From Cathay.
14. Do you have A.D.D.? Nope. But I have HD.
15. What one trait do you hate about yourself? I’m so cute. What’s there to hate? Okay, occasionally, and only occasionally, I hate my neh neh emotional dependence on people and how I get attached to things/people too easily and take things too personally.
16. Middle Name: Jacqueline June
17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment:
· I’m broke. Again.
· My right buttock hurts.
· I want to sleep
18. Name 3 things you bought yesterday.
· Lunch at Fish and Co
· A facial at Leonard Drake
· A coke lite at Macs
19. Name 3 things you drink on a regular basis.
· Cold water
· Coke Lite
· Teh ping Gao
20. Current worry right now? 403
21. Current hate right now? See above.
22. Favourite place to be? In bed cuddling my mew mews.
23. How did you bring in the New Year? I slept!
24. Where would you like to go? England. Nuff said.
25. Name three people who will complete this? Lili? (is she bored?) Mars. Ermmmm, my Lili's invisible friend Timmy.
26. Do you own slippers? Yes! My first ever pair of flip-flops! A pair of overpriced black Havaianas.
27. What shirt are you wearing? My Very Secret Diary Legolas Tee. Made when Stef, Han and I were feeling mildly entrepreneurial and enterprising.
28. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? Noooo. They snag on rough nails.
29. Can you whistle? Only the normal kind. Yuen can do the blast kind with her fingers. *jealous*
30. Favourite colour? Lime green. Hee hee.
31. Would you be a pirate? No. Pirates are smelly.
32. What songs do you sing in the shower? I never sing in the shower. I would get shampoo in my mouth.
33. Favourite girl's name? At the moment I want to name my daughters Slyphie, Faye and Undine.
34. Favourite boy's name? Christopher
35. What's in your pocket right now? Me knickers do not have pockets.
36. Last thing that made you laugh? Probably something in conversation with Wan.
37. Best bed sheets as a child? My Paper Bear sheets! I still have the quilt cover and pillow case. They are my favourite sheets EVER!
38. Worst injury you've ever had? Errr. Far too many to remember. I suppose the split brow during training. Oh! Oh! I remember! My scraped knee and shin after I fell while blading at ECP. It was so bad I was actually bed-ridden for a day.
39. Do you love where you live? I love my flat. Hate the area. Though I love the proximity to Wan, town, Jitterbugs and the bus stop with buses to school and tuition.
40. How many TVs do you have in your house? One. But I never use it.
41. Who is your loudest friend? Sarah Yu. But we don’t see each other much. Can I give my loudest student? Cheryl. I adore her, but I think she is physically unable to speak below 120 decibels (plane taking off).
42. How many dogs do you have? Zero. Dogs be bad and slobbery. I do have two lovely mew mews though.
43. Does someone have a crush on you? Alas, unfortunately.
45. What is your favourite book? Oooh. So many. Anything by Diana Wynne Jones. And Neil Gaimen. Probably Fire and Hemlock by DWJ if you want to force me to anything. Oh! And Gaimen’s American Gods.
46. What is your favourite candy? I don’t actually eat candy.
47. Favourite Sports Team? Rugby
48. What song do you want played at your funeral? I Feel Pretty!
49. What were you doing 12 AM last night? Reading! Believe it or not! Charmed Life by DWJ.
50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? I’m up at 7.40 when I slept at 2? I don’t want to go running.
Hee hee. Now it's your turn. |
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[Jun. 3rd, 2008|09:37 am] |
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Good morning sunshine! I am depressed, ergo I am at home doing nothing. And why pray tell am I depressed? Because I have students in my class who are quite frankly (insert appropriate derogatory noun of choice)! I would like to say I hate them but I have learnt (am learning) not to take things personally. So there! Forgive my cryptic post so early in the morning but my students are also stalkers and I have never liked locked posts.
On a brighter note, Kallang Leisure Park, which has recently become my favourite hangout place (because it a. is ulu b. has a Coldstorage c. sells frozen yoghurt d. all of the above), boasted a second-hand book sale over the weekend! I bought six books for only $20.50 including *drumroll*The Teenage Textbook and The Teenage Workbook. Do you remember those dreadful books that you most likely read in primary or secondary school? They are bad (but oh so entertaining if you’re 12) but I bought them in the name of nostalgia so anyone attempting to reclaim their (tasteless) childhood, please feel free to borrow them from me.
Anyhow, to curb the depression I started out with this morning, I’ve been playing hide and seek wrestle (his own invention) with Tybby under the blankets all morning. If you don’t have a cat, let me give you this caveat. Don’t ever own a cat unless you’re prepared to never want to leave the house because having your cat crawl under the sheets with you and snuggle into your side (and then rub noses with you) is curiously addictive. Which reminds me, I have to shower Tybby soon; he’s starting to smell from excessive Yin kisses. Hee hee. |
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[Apr. 23rd, 2008|11:13 pm] |
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Wow. I was just looking through my old entries, deleting incriminating ones in case my stalking students stubble across them. And I used to be a MUCH better writer. And I updated, like, everyday. It's phenomenal.
Anyhow, I need to go to bed. I have had a long night of finding more loanshark scribblings on my wall and begging my landlord to let me stay at least till my contract ends. Plus I have a long day of tuition ahead of me tomorrow. YAWN. Ugh, and I have my darn literature-lesson-using-drama-techniques assignment that has to be planned by tomorrow, conducted on Friday and submitted on Monday. Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh. |
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[Apr. 23rd, 2008|10:25 pm] |
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I need to move out again.
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By October 12th.
If anyone knows of a 1+1 in the east (lavender to marine parade) region going for $700 to $800 please let me know. I'm not (very) fussy and I don't need furniture, air-conditioning or even a water heater. |
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[Apr. 15th, 2008|09:25 pm] |
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I am a stalker. hee hee |
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[Mar. 13th, 2008|05:13 pm] |
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The fact is I’m lazy. Lazy to sit down for about half-an-hour and write. When I was still looking for reasons to excuse my lack of writing I told myself it’s because my life had become severely uninteresting, or that I was just too darn busy to write. On some days I could even make my excuses sound halfway credible and introspective: I had just moved on to the next stage of my life. A more matured, less narcissistic and self-involved one. A stage of my life where I was no longer egocentric enough to believe that people were actually interested in the nitty-gritty insignificant details of my life.
I was lying of course.
The fact is, I reiterate, I’ve become lazy. Or more pertinently, I’ve lost the desire for life I used to have; I don’t mean that in any suicidal-call-for-help sort of way. Rather I no longer have that pleasure and excitement for life that I used to have.
In came to me in the most sickening sort of epiphany a person could have. Like a huge ball of cold mud being thrown at you from behind and it hits your head with a dead sounding thwack before oozing slimily down your back. And you feel the cold wetness seep in your hair and through your clothes, chilly and uncomfortable and disgusting all at the same time. Feeling your mood sink even lower with the slow journeying of the mud down your spin. Yes, that sort of epiphany.
And what I realised that what I was really worried about was money. Half of the reason why I’m worrying so much about how good a teacher I am is because I’m wondering how it’d affect my performance grade. And how that in turn would affect my chances of getting a scholarship, not to mention, the more vulgar concern of my performance bonus. I no longer can shop with the flagrant disregard for the debt that I’d incur at the end of the month because I have to save for a house.
Added to this secret shame is the stress that is accumulating because of rugby. Which is silly and self-perpetuating that comes from thinking that I’m not good enough to go for national training and then not going which makes the situation worse because it means I’m missing even more. But rugby is a great big contradictory bunch of emotions both trivial and silly that I have to deal with so I’ll shut up about it now.
( Beware. Self-assertion and affirmation (i.e. degenerative writing) under here. )
Oh! Oh! And in other more cheerful and less self-indulgent news: I'm going to meet Corrie for dinner later and hopefully watch Brickland and I'm going on a road trip with Wan in Western Australia this December-things to look forward too! |
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[Dec. 20th, 2007|12:57 pm] |
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Hearye! Hearye!
I’ve just read Corrie’s wonderful LJ entry about saving the environment! And really she has said it all. I blame it on our consumerist lifestyle and a government who believes that developed countries are allowed to have a larger carbon footprint which is complete crop! Yes, they will have a larger footprint, that is inevitable, but what they should have should be greater responsibility because they, unlike developing countries, would be more likely to be able to afford a carbon emissions tax, But yes, I shall get off my little soapbox now.
Anyhow, to add on to Corrie’s ideas this festive season of commercialism and waste—How to be *slightly* more environmentally friendly this Christmas:
- Don’t buy random gifts.
Unless you know just *exactly* what the person who want chances are they’ll coo over the gift, maybe even use/wear it once or twice & then it’ll be stashed in a corner collecting dust.
- Find out what people want or need not merely want they like.
Yes, everybody loves candles and candleholders but honestly how many candles can one person possibly have/need/find place to store? (I used the example of candles because it seems that what everybody buys for someone every year.) Collude with their best friend/partner/family member/etc when choosing a gift. Such stalking will help ensure that what you get is something viable. If you can’t find something you can buy them they either own everything or they’re probably someone you aren’t close enough to to do the mandatory stalking in which case:
- Gift vouchers
Yes, yes, I’ve heard all the arguments before—they’re thoughtless, insincere gifts, people will know how much you’ve spent on them, yahduhyahduhyahduh. Think about, the voucher itself will generate far less waste then anything you could buy. If you purchase the voucher from a shop you know they frequent and like, you can be sure they’d get something they’ll definitely use. Again, not generation of random, unwanted, dust collecting presents.
Helpful notes: You can not go wrong with Kino/Borders, HMV, dining, hotel, or Harvey Norman (if you’re shopping for married couples) vouchers. Unless you have concrete evidence, no wants a crystal vase or another photo frame. I caution you, there are pedantic people (um, myself included) out there who will never use anything you buy because it doesn’t fit in/match what they owe.
- Stop buying & giving Christmas cards.
Yes, everybody loves getting snail mail & Christmas cards and yes, some even know how to use them to decorate the house but what of after Christmas? They’re just going to get chucked away (yes, even those which are carefully stored away every Christmas will eventually get chucked away). No doubt Christmas cards are a fuss-free & convenient way of showing someone you’re thinking of them but think of all the trees that you’re killing.
An alternative. Write a short note or postcard. And when I say postcard I don’t mean one that you have bought. Take a piece of foolscap paper, draw a pretty Christmas tree motif around it if you must, write a short note and off it goes. So much more sincere, much more fun to receive and only a quarter of the resources used in its making. I got something like that from David (which I guiltily confess to not having replied—I will Dave, I promise!) and it was a hundred times better than a Christmas card.
- Make a video card.
This is a truly ingenious idea. Take your camera phone or a video cam, get a bunch of people, shoot people looking happy, getting drunk, etc, give one of two Christmas wishes and there you go. A novelty Christmas card that you can replicate and send to all your friends! Even better, you can reduce your carbon footprint by sending it via email instead of burning a dvd (everybody copies it to their computer anyway). Remember the GLSG video Mel made? That rocked!
- Bake.
Presents that won’t collect dust or sit around and occupy unnecessary space! A thousand times more original and sincere than store-bought cookies and cake, just bake a handful of whatever for each person, pop it in a (reusable) glass jar (impossible to clash) and viola!
If you find it impossible not to shop, buy a pre-baked gingerbread house that you can assemble yourself. The one from Ikea promises bonding time with friends and family and anything that can be eaten will not collect dust or occupy unnecessary space.
- Plant a tree!
At $200 a pop, it’s something fun you can do with like-minded friends, environmentally friendly & actively reduces your carbon footprint. Think of it as your carbon emission tax for 2008. Go to http://www.gardencityfund.com.sg/pat/index.htm for further details.
Anyhow, this entry is becoming unwieldy and long so I shall end here. If you have anymore ideas let me know! |
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[Dec. 6th, 2007|12:13 pm] |
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Hullo happy people! It’s that time of the year again to wallow in wishful thinking, commercialism and a healthy serving of hedonism and self-indulgence.
Ostensibly to fulfil the above (and also because I’m suffering from severe work avoidance—Argh, stupid Schemes of Work!) but also to make bestfriends’ lives easier, I’ve created my own happy Christmas wish list. Other than the first 2 items there’s nothing that I really want but then again creating a wish list is not so much what you’re going to get for Christmas but finding an excuse to post an LJ entry wistful wishful thinking.
So! Meme before my actual wish list: come up with your Christmas wish list, fantasy or otherwise. Make sure it’s nice and detailed! Because who knows, someone *might* just buy it for you.
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS:
• Anthologies—poetry anthologies, short story anthologies, etc.
• Singaporean fiction—if it comes in the form above, even better.
• Books—I’m experimenting with philosophy and critical theory (John Barth!) but good quality (children’s/young adult’s) fantasy is always good. Think Diana Wynn Jones, Neil Gaimen, Cassandra Claire. Mythology and faery tales are still a big favourite.
• Tights! (not leggings)—but they have to 1) fit me 2) be quite opaque, 40 denier and above 3) preferably be red or deep purple; I already have a whole spectrum of blue and pink tights.
• Simple, short, retro shift dresses—think, 'can be worn with opaque tights'.
• NO random non-utilitarian presents—Does that sound awful? It’s just that I’ve become awfully environmentally conscious of late and I’m thoroughly horrified by the amount of waste we generate and junk we accumulate. If it’s not something that I can actually use, trinket boxes, fancy stationery (I only use G-tec pens unfortunately), stuffed toys, random jewellery (unless you’ve run it past bestfriends and they’ve reassured you that Yin will definitely wear it) and bath products/perfumes/cosmetics (very specific tastes I have and I won’t wear or use anything other than my specific brand), it's a no go.
• Heck! I would be perfectly happy with a $10 book voucher. Topshop and Robinsons vouchers are completely acceptable too. As is cash :P
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[Nov. 6th, 2007|09:42 pm] |
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So I figured that this was worth an LJ entry. As I type this, I'm consuming my first home-cooked meal in my new flat—pancakes with strawberry yoghurt and jam—while watching The Producers. Hurrah!
It has been a stressful time since my last update. I was struggling with my enormous stack of marking, juggling my tap exam and national training, finding a new flat, and then moving into it.
It was a tough move as the flat wasn’t ready when I had to move so I had to do the move in two shifts, once to Michele’s place to store my barang and then to the new flat itself. I stayed with my parents in Pasir Ris(!) in the interim which was terrible only because it was MILES from civilisation; and also because Su wrote me a chore list (!!!) to ‘pay’ the rent while staying at my parents’. Interestingly it included all the chores that my sisters hadn’t been doing like cleaning the toilet and mopping the floor.
But all is now well. I’m in my new flat in Lavender. A lovely little place (and I do mean little—I can barely fit all my books in the house) that is just right for one and close to any place I could possible want to go (except perhaps school). My kitchen is marvellously tiny which is a boon as it’s *so* easy to sweep up after my messy cats. I do so adore my now place, which incidentally is still in the east despite being so close to town; so YAY! I’m still an Eastener, but I’m already saving up so that I can buy an apartment and return to dear ole Marine Parade.
In the meantime I’m taking a break from rugby as the girls are playing in Kunming, China for the ARFU Worldcup so I’m actually doing relatively relaxing things like hanging out watching movies and having real dinners in the evening.
(Digression: Hmm, my pancakes taste like doughnuts.)
So yes when I eventually put up all my bookshelves and the last of my books we shall have fun things at Yin’s house! |
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[Sep. 12th, 2007|11:05 pm] |
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Been tagged by ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) le_bombement
1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same. (Which as Cance realised, I had not bothered to do—I have since rectified the situation)
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to do it.
- When I was in JC, my undies had to match my socks which had to match my scrungie and bracelets. This was easy cause I only ever wore blue or pink.
- At 24 years of age I still suck my thumb without which I find it exceedingly hard to fall asleep. I have an excuse though—overage thumb-sucking is genetic; both my 37 year old cousin and 18 year old sister still do too.
- I love naming my possessions. And it’s not random naming or christening either. They speak to me. Some take a longer time to warm up to me, like Beatrice, my Le Sportsac bag, whose name I only discovered two weeks ago. Others, like my play mobile kittens, Marmite and Vegemite, tell me the moment I meet them.
- I honestly only play rugby because I love tackling people. It feeds my violent (and masochistic—look at all the damn running we have to do) tendencies.
- I’m strangely attracted to left-handed people. I don’t mean to, but the people I date/have crushes on more often than not have been left-handed—and this is realised only after I find myself being strangely attracted to them, before you start accusing me of fetishes.
- I fall asleep if I stay still too long when I’m tired. I function mostly on adrenaline and have to keep moving in order to stay awake so if you plonk me in a staff meeting or a show, I will fall asleep. Especially if it’s after 10pm—just ask Cance. I very embarrassingly fell asleep during a (VERY VERY good) dance performance at the Esplanade.
- Green Eggs and Ham is my very favouritest poem.
Hokay, I tag smelly_belly, sillyfaery, smoochesncream, emerican_life, wweiyangg, le_nombril and jemalelinh |
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[Sep. 4th, 2007|09:02 am] |
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Oh! Now I remember the other very very important thing I had to LJ about.
I have to move out of my lovely Jalan Sotong by mid-october :( I wish one could make smileys sadder looking but I guess I have to be contented with that. Anyway I am very sad. I have loved living at Sotong and I'm just grateful that I had the chance to live here for three long years when it was initally only supposed to be about six months.
I shall miss the place. I have grown much attached to this place and definately to the area. Anhow I am now (desperately) looking for a place to stay. Unfortunately, (because Yin just has to make her life difficukt) I am looking for a place in the Marine Parade area as I realised how much I am in love with area. I can't imagine living anywhere else and I'm perfectly willing to pay through my nose to carry on living here. And trust me, I will. Rentals here are insane.
Ah well. I figured that the convience of being close to school outweighs A LOT of other flaws. So. If you know of anyone/any place in MP that is hopefully affordable, let me know. |
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[Sep. 3rd, 2007|09:19 pm] |
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So I've finally decided to crawl out of my hole and update my journal. Partly because it's the school hols and I *theoretically* have a lot of time and also because I felt the niggliest of a guilty sensation when I realised I was happily reading other people's entries whilst failing to contribute. More importantly, it's as if I have a whole chapter of my life missing (well, chapters really) since I have been failing to record all the important events in my life.
- I am currently teaching at CHIJ Blankety Blankety which makes me very happy. I love the school though it can get very political and I love my girls madly. I think they often forget I'm a teacher and honestly, so do I. I sit around and talk to them of random and highly inappropriate things. I barely scold though I confess I am a tyrant when it comes to getting the wretches to pay attention in my class and pass their bloody lit quizzes. I gain the most perverse pleasure concocting innovative punishments for my amusement. I constantly rid my class of students who would insist on talking and not paying attention, stressing that, "No, I'm not punishing you. Look, if you sit outside/at the back of the class you'll be able to talk without me interrupting you."
I adore my form class madly and they take great pleasure in calling me Laura--a delicate doll of a little girl in one of their short stories who says the most terrifying things in the most banal of ways in order to get what she wants. It's scary that they have so soon been able to assess me, and so accurately as well. In turn, I take the greatest of pleasure in calling them names; I come into class and greet them with a "Good morning wretched children." They're having a class chalet these two days and as much as I want to go I'm afraid that I haven't the time. *pout*
As much as I love teaching (literature specifically) I realise that teaching will make me stupid in the long run. You're surrounded by so much unintellectual thought that after a while it rubs off. I try to rise above it all and bone up on as much critical reading as I can manage but it's a losing battle. I'll just be happy to run off and do my masters once my bond is done. As you can see, I'll slowly losing sense of all coherence, vocabulary and grammar. Sigh.
- I have recently taken up contact rugby. It is a beautiful sport and it's such a shame I didn't discover it earlier. All that running around slamming into people. I am an intrinsically violent person with far more pent-up energy to expand than the average person is wont to have. I am still only a baby in rugby and the anti-social person that is I constantly has to struggle with the dynamics of a team sport as well as to contend with grumpy people who shout impatiently at newbies who know nuts. It has gotten pretty bad several times with me almost close to tears but I figured that I like the game enough to struggle on a while before despair and low self-esteem finally consumes me.
- Oh, and it's so sad. Apparently I've not been logged into LJ so I've been missing a whole bunch of friends updates. Thankfully I have rectified the situation.
- I've been attempting some semblanace of a social life and I think I have managed quite wonderfully. In the past few weeks I have actually managed to catch several(!) movies and a couple of plays. I rock!
- I was going to add another point but inertia has kicked in again and I shall update another time. I have two exam papers to set! Whoopee!
P/S WHAT I REALLY WANT TO DO: Fly to London and watch Wicked. Who's with me? |
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[Jun. 25th, 2007|08:59 pm] |
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"I have a new philosophy. I'm only going to dread one day at a time."
— Charles M. Schulz |
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[Jun. 9th, 2007|03:49 pm] |
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The best thing about having my Tybalt is that I know we both love each other insanely. If I ever have anything to thank Su for this would be it. |
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