Saturday, March 18, 2006
I realised that my closer friends aren't like me. Sometimes I wish they are similar to me. Then they will understand me more. But then again, if they possess similar characteristics as me, they'd probably won't be my closer friends, cos I won't be able to tolerate them. Hmmm. Complicated hur.
I wish I've got friends who understand me. Just a little bit more. Yeah.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
I feel old. I hope university will make me feel younger. Haah. Yes yes.
I bought a trenchcoat. It's soooo cool. Only 50 bucks. Folks let's make our trip to TW and HK soon so I get to wear it alright.
Anyway, crash is a brilliant film. It's so good I wanna rent it again. And ryan phillipe is so charming. :D
Sunday, March 12, 2006
I'm gonna stock up my wardrobe with veeko apparels. They are darn cheap but they look expensive. Haah. I'm gonna change my outward appearance for good. Yeah. When I have the time that is! Get ready to see a totally tranformed lemon faith cheng hong ! Haha. Extreme makeover.
Friday, March 10, 2006
"Wow, there are two sammi cheng cds in the shop."
"Yeah, you can play english songs, cannot play any chinese cd that is not sammi cheng."
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I nearly fainted. With joy! Wahahahaha. What the heck? That's like .... oh my goooooooooodness. It's a dream come true. Seriously, you never get sick of something you love, I listened to Sammi since I was primary 5, and yet I still adore her. Yes yes, I'll bring my own CDs there tomorrow. :)
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Thanks to Razhu, I've got 2 Jap VCDs on top of the 5 movie vcds I've rented today, to entertain me before I officially start work at Vko in 48 hours time. Waaaha. I wish good movies don't contain so much of sex scenes and vulgarities. Then I can watch them in my living room without having my parents and siblings peeping at the plasma! Waha.
Evidence proving daniel slacking. Lit ponners invasion of his record store. Wonderful backdrop- Vinyl records!
Eh. Neoprint I took with Gracey last week. My hair looks red. :) :) :) :)
I thought my 4-year-old student's name was Caian, till I saw his name written on the frontpage of his kiddy book, which says 'Caius'. -_-. Eh, it's one of the characters in Julius Caesar text right. Haah. Anyway, I taught him how to draw a boy, a girl and a cat last lesson. I asked him to write his name beside the boy, he said he don't know how to spell his name. So I wrote it for him. He asked me to write my name down too.
I might have told you that his mother is a very hostile one. I found her really sucky even before I started teaching her son because she didn't allow me to bring forward the first lesson by one hour. Hence, I didn't have a good impression of her, and perhaps, vice versa. She would message me without even addressing me. Just now, she dropped me a sms to inform me that Caius would be overseas for 2 weeks. She addressed me by my name. I felt appreciated by her, like never before. Never knew that my name had the power to make me sense a whole lot more respect and warmth. I feel delighted. :)
By the way, Caius is very very very adorable! :D
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Life as a tutor is indeed very tardy. I feel sluggish. There was no lesson with the SSO cellist this morning, he said he has a rehearsal, I think it should be rehearsal for the Lorin Mazaal concert. Can't attend that concert with dan because I don't know if my new shop manager is nice enough to grant me an off day for the concert. Oh wellssss. I really miss the peeps at gramo. The lameness and crappiness, not to mention the niceness of my gay manager. Cai accompanied me back to look for him yesterday, but he wasn't there. ayyyyyyyyyy.
Mehgum, gloria, rach, cai and I went for the career fair. Met amandoel. Yeah. Amanda, please don't go dance in nafa because local arts institutions are really, sadly, not that good. That's why I've stopped attending nafa. You learn stuff, but not THAT much stuff. Yeah. One day I'll pursue my dreams overseas. One day. Urgh. Oh wells then we enquired about courses at NTU, I'm fascinated by the modules in the Chinese division. HK and Taiwan literature, China economy and culture, history of southeast asian and asian Chinese, Classic novels etc. Maybe none of my friends will ever comprehend, but these topics really do entice me. Okay mock me, go ahead and say that I'm ching chong, cheena, blaaaablaaablaaa. Sometimes, I find it sad that Singaporeans are proud that they can't speak English. I think these Singaporeans are the stupidest assbrains. Erm, this is not any sort of personal attack whatsoever, I'm saying that if you are a Chinese who don't feel ashamed that you can't speak Chinese, you're a dumbass. Well if you do feel ashamed that you're not able to speak well, I've got nothing against you at all. If you hadn't realise, many indians, americans and europeans are taking up chinese lessons. Don't you agree that Sg Chinese who can't speak Chinese and are proud of their inability, are retarded? I seriously don't know what's wrong with these fools. Pardon me for such aggressive sentiments, but westerners will mock us. Not like singaporeans can speak good english lah.
Okay basically I'm interested in Chinese stuff. My Chinese tutee told me a little about China's 5000 years of history, it's really cool, compared to singapore which has only a miserable 40 years of eh, nation-building. Ay. Whatever it is, I'm confused. Don't know where to head to. Ay.
I have dreams to fulfil. But I don't think I can fulfil any time soon. My parents are retiring, but elder brother who has autism adds to another economically inactive mouth to feed. My younger brother would be schooling, still, even after I complete university and step into the society to work. Hence, I'll be the only working adult at home. My parents are rich, but I'm not. I'm not that useless to live off my parents' wealth and boast about their fortune. I'll have to bear the burden of ensuring that my family leads a good life. I'll have to be much wealthier before I can talk about dreams.
Yes and I just splurged on 3 CDs. Damnable.
Saturday, March 04, 2006
I wanna buy tons of CD at gramophone, but I don't want to splurge before I officially start working full time at veeko. The pay's too attractive to reject, but it's actually those pretty sammi cheng posters in the shop which keeps me elated. :) Ay. But it would be clothes, clothes and more clothes, again. Hope sammi will keep not so dreadful of the job. Okay, please do not laugh at my stupidity alright. I'm a crazy fanatic so forgive me. Yes yes, going back to purchasing of CDs...... well maybe I really shouldn't splurge with my parents money.
Urghhhh.
I'm starting to write Chinese again. Yes yes, I like to write about life, people and music. Please buy my book if I ever publish it alright. I'll autograph for you I promise. Hahahaha. :)
Thursday, March 02, 2006
I'm greedy. I desire many things in life. But we can never get everything we want in life. Basically, I've thought it through. For now, all I want is money. I will be the richest teen alive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I'll buy everything at gramophone. Muahahaha. I'm insanely ecstatic.
You know, after going out to the society to work, ash and I both come to realise that results do not matter THAT much. If you have a brain, or perhaps an ability to lead and present yourself well, you can survive in this world even though you don't have AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAs on your bloody cert. Like what my beloved manager said, the ultimate goal in life is to be happy, and if you have a dream, fulfil it. Some people take a while to fulfil their dreams and wishes, while others take longer. I may sound offensive but seriously, if you think that grades are everything, you're childish. You might feel despair because you didn't reap what you've sown. Momentary disappointment is understandable, but you can decide whether this feeling will last forever and affect your life. Whatever it is, I believe that you're definitely more capable than what the grades on your cert reflect.
Many friends of mine have gotten into the uni by faith. If you pray hard for it, God will reserve a place for you. Really. :)
I've got a new set of rules for myself.
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1. Minimise all forms of slacking.
2. It's alright to be a couch potato, so long as I learn something new after the programme.
3. Dress unique at all occasions. No street fashion.
4. Smile.
5. Keep hair red.
Hahaha.
Darn bored.
