recent photos i smile in.interestingly, i think i look decent smiling.

Title says abit...

let the pictures speak now:



(I was kinda forced to give a smile here)



(ah...this is more natural)



(and this, I've no idea what kinda face that is)

un jour à vivo

Bien sur je ne suis pas un raciste, mais je ne suis pas une personne très amicale aussi bien. Pourquoi vous me demandez... bien, aujourd'hui à Vivocity, à environ 7pm, il y avait un combat qui a eu lieu. juste en dehors de mon lieu de travail. 2 Malais ont été battus vers le haut par 2 Caucasiens... un bon nombre de gens est sorti de leurs magasins pour voir, mais comme moi, personne n'est allé aider. Et la raison pour laquelle j'ai dit que je ne suis pas un raciste est parce que je n'ai pas pensé que les Malais étaient ceux fautifs.

Quelques heures après,j'ai entendu que les 2 Malais ont été battus parce qu'ils étaient vol attrapé... oh well.

Aussi, il y avait une femme bizarre parce qu'elle a toujours porté ses lunettes de soleil. Elle a commandé un opéra mais elle ne le mange pas. Elle a commandé une soupe du jour, mais elle cessent de boire après deux sips. Bizarre.

hmm.. okok. Un jour bizarre à Vivo.

brrr....

Today was cool enough. Enough for me to wear another layer while on my way to work anyway. Start getting used to layered clothings I tell myself.

Anyway, I've really nothing to blog about. This is the stage where I get bored of blogging. Everyone has that phase, no?

Cos' right now, I just have nothing exciting happening in my life. Apart of the very upbeat songs from Hairspray and well, my countdown to city of lights.

To my friends of whom have stuffs that are with me, please ask them from me before I leave. Otherwise, forever hold your peace.

lolx

layer up mes amis

Good Morning (Singapore!)

I just felt that IF I lived in the 60s... I would be a very happy person. When was the last time you woke up and you just felt like bursting into a song and dance? How about the last time you joined into a group of mass synchronised dance? How excited it will be for us to do just that each day, to dance as though every cell in our bodies were borne to do just that.. as and when we feel like it...



I guess my life now is very much simple. Just lacking some clicky clicky bam bam dance steps to dance some random issues away. Sing, dance... protest.

:P

and of all the songs in this fabulous musical... the most upbeat and catchy one that I find capturing all my attention is...

"YOU CAN'T STOP THE BEAT"

TRACY
You can't stop an avalanche as it races down the hill
You can try to stop the seasons, girl, but you know you never will
And you can try to stop my dancing feet, but I just cannot stand still!
'Cause the world keeps spinnin' round and round
And my heart's keepin' time to the speed of the sound
I was lost 'til I heard the drums, then I found my way

TRACY & LINK
'Cause you can't stop the beat
Ever since this whole world began
A woman found out if she shook it, she could shake up a man
And so I'm gonna shake and shimmy it the best that i can today
'Cause you can't stop the motion of the ocean or the sun in the sky
You can wonder, if you wanna, but I'll never ask why
And if you try and hold me down I'm gonna spit in your eye and say
That you can't stop the beat!

PENNY
You can't stop the river as it rushes to the sea
You can try to stop the hands of time, but you know it just can't be!
And if they try to stop us, Seaweed, I'll call the N double A C P
Cause the world keeps spinnin round and round
And my heart's keepin time to the speed of sound
I was lost 'til I heard the drums, then I found my way

PENNY & SEAWEED
Cause you cant stop the beat!
Ever since we first saw the light
A man and woman like to shake it on a Saturday night
and so I'm gonna shake and shimmy it with all of my might today
Cause you cant stop the motion of the ocean, or the rain from above
you can try to stop the paradise we're dreamin of
But you cannot stop the rhythm of two hearts in love to stay
Cause you cant stop the beat!

EDNA
You can't stop my happiness, cause I like the way I am
And you just can't stop my knife and fork when I see a Christmas Ham!
So if you don't like the way I look, well, I just dont give a damn!
Cause the world keeps spinnin' round and round
and my hearts keepin time to the speed of sound
I was lost 'til I heard the drums, then I found my way
Cause you cant stop the beat
Ever since this whole world began
A woman found out if she shook it she could shake up a man
and so I'm gonna shake and shimmy it the best that I can today!
Cause you can't stop the motion of the ocean or the sun in the sky
You can wonder, if you wanna, but I'll never ask why
And if you try and hold me down, I'm gonna spit in your eye and say
That you can't stop the beat!

MOTORMOUTH MAYBELLE
Oh, Oh, Oh
You can't stop today [No!]
As it comes speeding down the track [oooh, child yes!]
Yesterday is history [be gone!]
And it's never comin back! [Look ahead, cause...]
Tomorrow is a brand new day, and it don't know white from black [YEAH!]
'Cause the world keeps spinnin' round and round
And my heart's keepin time to the speed of sound
I was lost til I heard the drums, then I found my way
'Cause you cant stop the beat!
Ever since we first saw the light,
A man and woman like to shake it on a Saturday night
And so I'm gonna shake and shimmy it with all of my might today!
Cause you cant stop the motion of the ocean, or the rain from above
They can try to stop the paradise we're dreamin of
But you cannot stop the rhythm of two hearts in love to stay
Cause you can't stop the beat!

ENSEMBLE
Aah, aah, aah,
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh ahh
Ever since we first saw the sun
A man and woman like to shake it when the day is done
And so we're gonna shake and shimmy it and have some fun today!
Cause you can't stop the Motion of the ocean or the rain from above
You can try to stop the paradise were dreamin of
But you cannot stop the rhythm of two hearts in love to stay!

You cant stop the beat! (you cant stop the beat)
You cant stop the beat! (you cant stop the beat)
YOU CANT STOP THE BEAT!

A trip back to school.

I'm glad I took this time to go back to school. Nope, not because I miss it that much. Well, one thing for sure if I didn't go back today, I would be quite lost if I return from a 5months overseas to see a new canteen, fresh faces, and... well, new experiences in school.

so, today, I had a preview of the new canteen. Nice indeed, big, spacious... airy, clean, bright, 2nd level air conditioned... more seats, more space to queue... more powerpoints so we no longer have to fight for space to plug in our power-zappers. Well, I would say, the renovation did us students some good. On the other hand, I kinda felt out of place. I felt that I miss the old days... THE DECK. Red bricked... mcdonald's kind of round chairs, bird shit stained chairs and tables (some)... tags on the tables telling you NOT TO leave your belongings unattended... posters of all sorts of ccas all over the pillars... even the dish clearing point looked more inviting than those now. I don't know... maybe I'm not ready for changes yet.

On the other hand, meeting up with some friends in school is always nice since I'm leaving soon. Li Chen gave me a very nice goodie bag ->



of which... I don't recall me telling her that I love strawberries. hahah... inside, it contained these ->



Very nice... :) and guess what, the first yan yan stick I pulled out from the bunch, this is what it said.



SO TRUE... HAhaa.. that's a very sweet gesture my dear friend. :) *big bear hugs*
hahahah... that's such a girl thing. Nvm, I shall forsake my manly image and give you one next time I see you. HAhahaha....

What do I have...to ask for this year?

Happy Birthday.

:) Nope, I have no idea whose birthday it is today, at least not my friends, or those whom I am close to (ya, if I do forget it's your birthday and you are my friend, or at least one of the close ones... I authorize you to shoot me in the head). Well I'm pretty sure there are at least a few dozens of babies (old babies included) who had their bums smacked red by the doctors on this day.

So, I was just wondering what kind of presents should be bought for people on their birthday. As for me, my birthday (with a blink or two, already gone for a good 2 months) presents, used to be objects I feel nothing for. At least, they are things that I wanted, given and later realize that... I don't remember that they are birthday gifts. As I grow older, I don't know what kind of gifts I want. Nothing really seem to excite me. Even given the cash to do the things I want to, I don't know what there is waiting for me to be done. So... I put it into the bank (my mummy will be please).

And then, there comes the other part of birthday, where just passively waiting for presents to be delivered to your two hands... there's the more active segment where you can silently talk to yourself with your eyes closed and pretend the whole world's really waiting for you to do that sudden release of air where in reality, all they are wondering is when they can really start eating that cake.

At age 1, I probably was only attracted to the thing glowing at me at a distance on this thing that looked kind of soft and big (after which was cut into pieces and devoured by many surrounding it).

At age 7, I probably wished that I did not have to wake up for school early next morning.

At age 12, I wanted to pass my PSLE so that like my mum and those wiser than me said, I can make it to good schools where I can meet my 'good' friends.

At age 14, I probably wished for myself to grow as tall as those other taller classmates I have.

At age 16, I wished once again that my 'O's would grant me decent grades so I can once again go meet 'good' friends.

At age 19, I stopped wishing I would grow taller because I know that wouldn't happen. Instead, I wanted to get past this whole phase of National Service as quickly and safely as I could.

At age 21, I wished for all those around me when I celebrated my birthday to be happy, to be merry, and to be safe and sound. And that.. all their wishes will come true as well.

At age 23, I wished, once again, that those around me will be happy and healthy.

At age 24, I can't say yet since this year is not over...I probably won't know what I wished for since I was stunned beyond words. A surprise 'attack' which left me speechless. Speechless already how to make wish?

So, when I hit 30, what would I want more than anything else?

What will you wish for when you hit 30? 40? or even 60? Or will you already be so jaded by the entire practice that you stop believing it's possibly true? That... maybe for once, you wished that... wishes really can come true.

Just another random post on this wednesday of which yours truly here really feel bored.

pictures pictures and a video.

Ok. It made me smile a little (especially the end of this entry.. anyway, these photos are taken when I was having an hour break yesterday while working the entire day... just took some random shots of Vivocity... a place I have already worked for close to 4 months. Blink Blink and the holidays are ending/ ended for some.

一人一半

I'ven't watched the movie, but already fell in love with this song. :)

B1 - 一人一半 感情不散

waiting...

for the bus in the hot national day sun..
(and one more month and counting)

Tiring

oh my god. I just received the mail about the re-opening of the Arts canteen!! the level 1 stalls are pretty much the old stalls. What got me excited is the 2nd level stalls! Olio Café, Burger King, and Lerk Thai Café!!! oh man.. why am I going for exchange when there's new food outlets in school! Somemore, there's air conditioned seating.. sigh

well, maybe to compensate, I can buy a baguette and munch on it on the quay of la Seine in winter for my own 'air-conditioned seating'. hahah

Okie.. started work today and a little excited.. like, the... birth of a baby kind (ok, maybe not that much of excitement, but.. almost there).. like.. finally, WE ARE OPEN!
hahaha

then, the crowd steadily streamed in till about closing time... guess, it's a good day to reopen as tomorrow is national day and quite some people are already in the mood to go shopping.. :P

oh well, i'm tired because of work today. and came back only at 11+pm... yawns.

This morning was early breakfast with sis then swimming (30 non stop laps + 2 laps after) in the hot near afternoon sun), and altering of jeans, munch.. work... dead beat.

alright alright, tomorrow is NDP.. have fun enjoying the fireworks!

A random post...

I am tired. not because of work because I've not been working for almost 10 days as of now. I am tired because, I've went swimming daily for averagely of 20laps plus some sun kinda thing for 8-9days... And, I've been waking up early in the morning at around 6+ or 7+. Over the nightmare (only once thankfully), over noisy elderly (hence excusable) neighbors having tai-ji sessions at the park below my place, over those "I-want-to-have-some-changes-in-my-life" kind of morning alarms. And just today, woke up early because I went down to the L'Ambassade de France at Cluny Park Road to apply for my VISA. I'm glad it went mostly sans hiccups. And one thing, les filles à l'ambassade sont très jolies.

ok..so I guess sleeping early and waking up early is really good for life in general right? Saves you from those after midnight food and booze,saving you from skipping breakfast so you can gorge your way through lunch...pretty much gives you the hours of life that promise the best things in life. Morning dew-like fresh air, nice warm sensation of the morning sun on your skin rather than the harsher afternoon sun (which I experience at the pool)...

Hmm, so what is the main point of this entry? I guess I'm just attempting to sort out some thoughts and pen them down, or at least, get them out of my mind for the time being. Just like someone said (in similar words, I rephrased it alittle) "You leaving for France because it is your dream, and hopefully not because you are running away from something here."

I...actually don't know. The truth is, I look forward to this trip (in about 32days) as a way of really discovering myself as a person. As an individual with no one to nag at me for not keeping my laundry, an individual with no one around to nag at me to do my bed, to remember to close the windows in case it rains, an individual of which no one will ask me to buy newspapers for, and well, of course, a good 5 months of which none of those on my contact list in the mobile will ever flash across the screen that probably shows the Eiffel or the Louvre pyramid or something like that as the background in this N6300 screen...

Hmm, it's an opportunity to meet new people (hence the idea of an exchange programme). To exchange knowledge, culture... not so much of other stuff you naughty people. So, here I go again... another 7 days and I can collect my VISA, and another 32 days, and I'll be at T1 Changi Airport bidding my farewells. It's sad for me to leave as well, and tougher for me as at the very least, you guys, my friends here have each other as company. Moi? C'est moi et seulement moi.

Tomorrow, I'm gonna "open shop" early and wake at 7+am to head for breakfast with my sister before heading home to rest abit, head for a swim... and work at 4pm. :P

Happy advanced national day if in any case, I don't make it to another virtual day. :)

Joyeux anniversaire Singapour.

Lightings play a part in good photo

I like the lighting of this photo!! Complexion, skin colour..everything looks presentable. =P

Along came a new... blog

Ok people.. this is a sneak of something that's going to take place in approximately 34 days... a new blog that will depict my daily life in the romantic city of lights - PARIS.

I will not start blogging there as of now, but like I mentioned, in about 34 days where I actually step foot there. But then again, maybe I'll only start blogging say, after 1st October when my school starts.

Actually on the 9th September,I'll be heading to Paris but shortly after, flying over to Prague and Italy (Rome, Florence, Milan) for a short European trip before returning to Paris on the 25th September to prepare for school. Yup, so no internet for some time.

I'll be blogging my experiences there...(at the new blog) but apart from that, other normal (international) musings that ain't exactly related to my stay there... I would still blog here.

:)

alright, soon I'll unveil the address.

:P

A nightmare so real..

Good Morning online Diary,

Or a-not-so-good-morning. If what they said about eating too much before you sleep will result in having a nightmare, then it'ld be a nightmare come true about me just waking up from a nightmare. (Get it?)

It's a situation that I never wanted to get myself into and yet, I know I am in. A part of my life of which I know, all the bad things happen to me at the same time. So 'scary' you may say that it got me out of bed at this time (which I never do seem to be awake at) to blog about it.

Here's how it goes:

Being late for school, of which somehow, I was required to pass a written exam before I could join in the rest of the class for something (like moving on to the next level or something). I was amongst the 4 or 5 people in class who was required to do it since we did not previously pass... and it was a Friday afternoon. A friday, 1pm afternoon.

I took a bus, wrong choice. The place I boarded the bus, the bus stop at Telok Blangah Road where there's a temple and flats, and a condo near the flyover. I knew that the bus would bring me a different direction from where I wanted to go (towards NUS, towards SAJC) but I still crossed the bridge and headed there anyway, landing myself at an old World Trade Centre bus interchange. (So apt in the sense that it perhaps parallels something in my life that I know this is the wrong direction and yet I'm plunging myself into merde.)

So, at the interchange, I boarded the bus, a so-called express bus of which the driver refused to let the students board, but rather, only the working class executives. Somehow or rather, I got on the bus, sat next to this woman who decided that snapping at me in the bus when I was already late for my exam was a very good way to start her day. (what was she/ and the rest doing going to work at such weird timing of 1pm? It's a dre..no fucking nightmare anyway. Nothing makes sense...or does it?)

Reprimanding the bus driver that the bus is so empty, and yet he was depriving the students of the space which could save them several precious minutes of which they could actually be on time for school and hence their tests,ecas,whatever shit.

And then, she turned the barrel towards me and shot. Why? Why are you on the bus when you are a student? How come you have test,you are on the bus but you are so selfish that you did not tell the driver off when he did the wrong thing? How come you want to protect yourself and be on time while letting the others be late for school? (Well, I tried to remember the bus plate number so I could later write a complaint letter to SBS, if that helps).

So, she drove me away to sit by the window rather than next to her. If it was still those old non-air conditioned buses, you would've seen me pushed the window out of the ledge in order to literally steal some air from the stifling tension in the bus.

Then, I saw something I did not want to. The bus went into a carpark of which I saw a friend's car, driving away to supposed work when in fact, it was pretty clear that's not the planned itinerary of the day. The passenger in the car was someone I have never met, but know of under pretty awkward circumstances. Someone whom I know I would never develop fond feelings for. And well, I felt betrayed for that moment, that I was lied to about the well firstly, the going to work part, but no. secondly, the sheer presence of the passenger in the car. Thirdly, I was asked to take a photo for them from where I was seated in the bus (magically, this is where the bus transformed into a non-air conditioned bus where I could physically receive the camera from the car.

I took photos of which I never wanted to see but I knew had been happening all the time. Selective myopia did not help and these were scenes that haunted me. Picture me in a bus that got me nowhere except further from my destination, reprimanded by people whom really played no part in my life, deeply affected by a really unfortunate and yet coincidental twist of events which, made my day come to a bursting end with me waking up in cold sweat and now typing this.

I wonder what would have happened if I really did not have to go to school for the written test. In that case, I wouldn't have to well, travel to school of which I would somehow did not have to take the bus (Even though I could very well drive),and end up seeing all the 'wrong' unpleasant things...

Sigh, one thing I'm glad. It's a nightmare. And yet, it seemed so real that if dreams are exactly the opposite of what our lives are supposed to be. Then I guess nightmares are an extension of our lives, isn't it?

What next online diary, a diary read by all. It's an unearthly time of 6:25am and I am sitting in front of the television with Simpsons season 6 flashing on the screen. I've no idea if I can fall back to sleep. Or if I should drop a message to the people in my nightmare that they have succeeded in waking me up when all I really needed was a peaceful rest. Or maybe I should go for a morning jog, or head to the market for a hearty breakfast.

And for now, I am at a loss of words/actions. I wish it's 3 days to my departure and not 38 days. That way, I know that my physical distance from Singapore would also put things on a hold. Not necessarily ameliorate the situation, but at least on a hold so I can think through them.

Sigh, all these are just a long nightmare.

Signing off

-Des-

random previously not featured photos

Today I tried something different...

Though I think I really got a little stressed up till the extent that I woke up at about 6+am when the skies were still dark. Things were... not as stressful as they seemed to be in my imagination.

I wasn't that TIRED or BORED... somehow, I just couldn't stop yawning. I think it's really the whole deal of waking up early. Hahaha.. it's just not something that I usually do (waking up before 10am)

Anyway, I never did so much in a day before.. and though I think I'm feeling a bit sick now (sneezing my way around the house and out of it) It somehow reminded me that I've not much time left around like my MSN nickname is counting down to.. I've about 38days left.. left to meet up with friends who are free enough for me, to do things like eat local delicacies like popiah, rojak, laksa... ok you get the drift.

And so, what is so different about the things I did today? Nothing much - cycling, swimming, eat, movie... pretty much the same things I do all other times. Different in the sense I looked at things I guess. Tried looking at the same things from a different angle. Guess everyone gets sick of the things that they do every now and then. That's when we all need to take a different perspective and start looking differently at the same old things.

Ok.. enough of mother-like nagging. :)

Gonna get some rest for my poor red nose.

:P