sentosa and my lovely animal friends

this is a bit... well... late. my IrD reader decided to suddenly start working this morning so i've finally got the pictures from my phone to the laptop.

we spotted some cool little animal friends on the island, so here's some pictures i took out on a stroll.hopefully, i would eventually get the shots i took on the digital cameras i borrowed.

This is Wanlin with the JRT. the JRT's only about 2 1/2 mths old and his owner decided to take him to the hippest beach in town ( or so they claim). He's ( the pup) called Bao Bao. Wanlin and I were equally excited over the little cute friend and she decided to pose with him.

Don't they just look fab together?!



I took this when Bao Bao was playing with his leash. Coades( the ultra pooch) is also a JRT, too bad his lousy stinky owner decided to give it up in fear of getting a scolding from dad, and his surrogate owner gave him to his Aunt.

here's a last look at Bao Bao the hippest beach pup before i talk about other of the animal friends i spotted. =)



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Ah! look who's that? the animal with a Greater pride THAN me. it's a peacock! spotted it ignoring the passer-bys who tried to attract its attention. Not very sure though i think it's a female.

Anyway, my friends and i were heading back to the chalet when we passed by this little café and the peacock showed up. strutting its stuff and getting all the attention it so (think it) deserved.*heh*



My ultimate favorite was getting to meet my fellow friend- i'm sure may will agree with me on this- MaLaU!!! the zoo has got this live performance thing going for awhile and my furry friend was asked to perform a couple of stunts.

here, he is seen doing the reverse slam dunk.

the crowd was pretty amused, with all their view cams and digital cameras trailing his every move in hope to get the shot. i managed to successfully get shots the two times he did the slam dunk. but this is the closer and clearer shot, and i decided that my fellow MaLaU should only then be seen in the clearer picture. =)

Sentosa. can't believe that it's getting cooler and cooler that even a fellow MaLaU can be spotted there. what with urban redevelopment development to attract the tourist dollar. there's a super big carpark by the beach now so that visitors can park their cars there and head on to the beach. and island life huts selling frisbees at a crazy price of 2 for 10 bucks! why would i need Two for?! so my animal friends could play with one?

i don't know really. but it's a really weird thing to do. cos if you can't find someone else to purchase the other frisbee with you, there would be two and you will feel �ber cheated by the salesperson.

and something seems to be missing when i arrived on the island...

where is the nice Jazz bar. anyone got any idea where... on the island ?! could there be one?

~tired beyond words. hurting beyond feeling.~

the grey line.

( according to Merriam-Webster's)
- Flirt
2 a : to behave amorously without serious intent b : to show superficial or casual interest or liking

given that, is buying a cup of coffee as you have promised considered flirting?

i'm not sure. really.

anyway, it was only 80 cents ok. if i really bothered to FLIRT, i believe that yours truly would go a bit more up market. such as buying starbucks on the way making sure it's one of the best brews there.

and since it could be that most of us do it subconsciously to people we talk to, or work with, etc. doesn't that mean that practically anyone and everyone could be accused of it?

Aiyah, why do people read so much into one cup of coffee!?

I only like Fabulous Gorgeous. =)

and besides- as they always say- flirting is harmless good fun to make your day just a wee bit more interesting. *grin*

i hate durians. period.

"ah(1) sok(4), orh(1) hou(2) keang(1) lei(2) lao(3) orh(2). dan(2) hai(3), orh(1) pei(2) kao(2) keang(1) lao(3) lin(2) mei(3) ke(2). lei(1) loc(4) chaer(1) la(1). orh pei lei jiean(2)"
( uncle, i'm very afraid that u'd scold me. but i'm more afraid of the smell of durians. let me pay you to get off the bus please.)

That, by the way, is my greatest desire. i wish i could do just that! why cant people read signs that say 'no durians on board'? there's a reason for those signs on the buses you know!

i've had enough of durian whiffs in buses. i almost puked on Friday on the way to school. TORTURE! ( ok, i know there's people who love eating durians so much, that they've contemplated trying to use durians in place of chlorofoam against me.)

people must learn that durians is a complete no-no on public transport. i thought it was only Aunties like my Po-Po would do such a thing as bring durians on the bus. cos they are less educated, and so therefore may not be able to understand the signs ( but my Po Pop is smart and relatively educated so i doubt she's ever carried durians on the bus.)BUT NO!

A guy, in tie and tailored shirt and pants actually carried durian up the bus when he boarded a DHOBY GHAUT! DHOBY GHAUT? how did he carry it from his office down? where in the hell at DHOBY GHAUT did he get such a stink bomb? Didn't he stink up the whole of DHOBY GHAUT.

ok, i'm EXAGGERATING, but...

What is the world coming to????!!!!

this is totally ridiculous that people cant observe the signs as much as there are ways to get around the signages, such as making sure you DON'T spill water in the bus. or DON'T throw wrappers on the bus. But DURIANS? the greatest stink next to the stink bomb?!

Argh!!!

I so want this durian season to be over soon!

Bloody hell, I hope you guys see the fat worm hidden in the crevices of your durian as you pick up a wet/dry/sweet/bitter piece of that ugly yellow fruit. heheheheheheh! =)

desperately seeking holiday

i wish i could be just like val. to say 'hey i'm going on a hiatus' and actually do it. girl's in aus holidaying now. dang!

come to think of it, i haven been out of this damned place for the past couple of years since my trip to... hua hin. well. i think the cure of my stress right now is just to simply pack and be unconnected to reality for a couple of days.

i'd love to go hua hin again.

and hit that adidas shop, to dine at the italian restaurant opposite city beach hotel. to go to hilton and just down the drinks like no body care cos they're so cheap. and walk the night market. go to the seafood place with that awesome tom yam kung.

yeah. i do need a holiday. anyone willing to head out there with me?!

just like that.

just under an hour. i sit there. in that silent hall. doing that test paper. thinking how i could've studied more. i started to plan where to go after the test. what to have for dinner. what to do to celebrate the end of sleepless torturous weeks of crazy tests, psycho deadlines, and full blown pressure from every possible, thinkable corner that just had to hit me.

i look at all the grammatical errors and silently curse myself for the all the things i lack in having solid language skills. i stare at my fingers, hoping that they'd just miraculously start writing.

time's up. i hand in my paper to the lecturer and rush to the nearest bathroom to freshen up.

50 minutes was all it took.

just 50. the world had actually came to a stand still. i sat in the hall, in my oblivion. news came once i was ready to leave at about 5 to 7pm. grace got a call. told us all about the tranport system bombings in london.

at the bus stop i received a msg from may about the exact same news.

crazy huh? 50 minutes. things could just change so much.

there's no way we'll ever know when the ground beneath our feet would be pulled.

crazy, but true. perhaps i do need to learn to cherish my life- every experience, every friend, every moment, every gift- more.

yesterday's and today's events alone would make a very telling experience to start doing just that.

felt the irregular heartbeats coming back to haunt me when i was out running just now. i ran the longer route today. down to the cheesecake place and back. it scared me when my chest got so painful that i could hardly take another step forward.

i walked the last 500 m back- something i've not done for a very long time.

i do need to slow down. i know. i'm trying as hard as i can.

i'm seriously am not going to take a gamble with my life. i can hardly breathe properly now. i'm suffering and i hope it goes away by tomorrow when i wake up from all these pains.

no wonder matt's always telling me that i've got this perverse work habit. to keep going just cos i dont feel a shit.

i'm getting it all now. i will slow down. do help me slow down. cos i know i there's no way i can run a marathon like i'm doing the sprint.

remind me to slow down. and that's all i ask for now in hope that the carpets wont be pulled out from under my feet. i doubt i'll take a short time to get up to speed again.

i cant afford to fall. cos i wish to remain commited to everything i do and i'm not going to give any of them up.

thanks in advance if you do tell me to slow down. cos that's the only way i'll remember that i need to do.

~ five candles( you were there) : jars of clay~

late night for yearbook

ah. coffee on cream. thanks to i don't know what the heck happened, i had to restart all over again. so fed up. i actually left the entire project alone for a week. two more weeks to deadline. fab.

anw, 2-3 hours of sleep. but i managed to stay awake in school the entire day. the only problem ( Which is a big problem considering our lack of time now) was that i could not really focus. and if i thought a bit too hard i'd get a headache.

i could not even coordinate my chopsticks properly at lunch and took much longer than the usual time to finish my meal. i almost fell down the staircase that leads from the lobby( er... foyer?) to the second level of the biz school.

guess this is what happens when one is not used to weird hours... yet. but i believe i will be accustomed to the weird hours in the weeks to come.

i'm ok now. i do forgive. i do get over things. i guess i've learnt certain things over a very short span of 3 days. and i'm glad i did. since it would be pretty much what can be expected in future. that days and nights would merge, that people can trample over you, that your efforts are not recognised.

made me stronger i guess. though it is just naturally human to hate rejection. but at least now i know that i can take things in my stride. and i can work within very tight constraints. that if i really put in the effort, i can get things done.

to those who showed concern? thanks everyone! cos without your encouragement i believe i would have been driven to the brink of insanity and i possibly would not have gotten anything done. at all.

oh yeah, thanks may for bothering to stay up so late with me. and grace? thanks for allowing me to turn up soooo late for project meeting and being soooo accomodating though i spent the entire day stoning away.

feeling quite awake after that long nap on the bus just now. supper anyone? '

thought of the moment:
invitation to indochine next wk. should i go?

flashback: History reading hours

kept my famous history-reading hours last night. that is. from 11pm to about 3 am. and then falling asleep. and to wake up at 6 ish to start another day.

quite liked those days cos they were really memorable. remembered calling joyce in the wee hours of the morning to check whether she was making progress with her history readings. it was actually a very good period of time too, cos the 4 hours of sleep kept me terribly awake all day and i was able to do every single thing i wanted, such as sports and hanging out since my days were run on 20 hours of activity instead of 15.

maybe i should start doing that. all over again. maybe i should. got to see how today goes. and if i'm still feeling ok at 10 pm. i reckon i should embark on the whole thing again. =)

the erosion of the english language?

damn. should have listened to the advice directed at me- not to let the pressure affect me.
damn. should have took it seriously.
come to think of it, i did.
but it was a little too late.
damn. guaranteed that i will get nothing anything less than an A on ConB.
damn. stop thinking i'm some genius. cos i'm not.
damn. i've completed article 1. oh it's supposed to be good right?
damn. arrival of taxi took enough time to get a bus ride home.
damn. the moscow delegate was definitely oh-so-gorgeous.
damn. not enough sleep.
damn. is there a stupid understanding weather test tmr.

how many more damns can i come up with? i don't know.

was just discussing with grace and may about the erosion of the english language. and how this would then affect children for words are used to loosely that they( kids) just take a word out of a context that their friend used, treating it as the way the term should be used. that we can safely say that few know the truth meaning of 'bugger', or use the word 'gay' in the appropriate context, or even the word 'fuck'. i'm not being vulgar but i just wanted to reinforce my point. ( oh damn. i am actually quite vulgar. shoot!)

given the context that i used the word 'damn', it was somewhat also an erosion of the meaning of, well, 'damn'. most of us nowadays use words without much thought to the essence and the context that we use them in. words have become linguistic expressions manipulated to allow others to comprehend our statements easily and in so doing, connect with us.

how many times have you heard a kid actually say 'Oi, don't be so gay la?!' when all his younger brother did was to give him a hug? or whatever the phrases or actions may be, we have all been through somewhat similar situation previously.

grace made a comment about how with me around she would never have to read another copy of times or newsweek. or watch any of those info channels like discovery or anything.

i know it's supposed to be a compliment. but i never wished people saw me as smart. cos i'm not. i store stupid facts ( Such as making Howie do the flexibility experiment in the middle of her doing her MMR survey form. SORRIE GIRL!). and i cant make sense of every single crap i study. really. and as i've mentioned before, my knowledge is very limited to what i choose to know. and i know very little.

anw the point is that, essentially we should be more careful in the way we use the english language. there's no use promoting campaigns such as speaking good english when people constantly subject others around them to such cheap use of words.

oh i forgot, words are cheap anyway. however, the way we use words and place weighs to each and every single one of them would make an essential and pertinent difference to what we say and write.

so i shall embark on a journey to cut my language into shape and give it the abs it needs.