And the sun shines, yet again

If this is what you're waiting for, this is it.

Loving life is like doing Math; it's all about learning to list down the things that make you happy and the things that make you sad, and then cancelling them out to make a positive whole number. And I did just that. The perils of undergraduate life haunts me ever since I stepped into undergraduate school, and I'm constantly pushing myself to do those nasty hurdles. because they just keeping popping up so ever often. And now it isn't simply about motivating myself, but also the seed we're so carefully planted. Hopefully it'll wait out in this stormy period and then bloom beautifully.


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Okay, so Mr.J walloped the entire roll, comprising of freshly-sliced salmon, squid, tuna, white fish... Drizzled with mayo and topped with glistering portions or fish roe.
*Laughs*
Seriously, I'll give you a hundread bucks if you can name me another restaurant in Singapore who serves up such visually and gastronomically sinful cuisine. No one does it like those chefs at Sushi Tei (the Vivocity branch, for reference).


Hey Fay, are you looking for this bottle?



"If this isn't love, then I don't know what love is."

Locked and loaded with homework

Double date~!

Okay, so we went back to Settlers' Cafe again, despite grumbling about the lacklustre service we received yesterday. Note: If you're looking for the buzzer to buzz the waiter next time, look for it at the side of the table. But it was with a twist this time, because Mr.J's buddy and his girlfriend used to work at Settlers', so we were taught a few interesting (no doubt mind-boggling) games. I shall teach them to my darlings the next time we go there (that may be a very long time later, considering the fact that someone has sworn off setting foot into Settlers'.) Ipoh Hor Fun was satisfying (as usual), and we had it at half the price on the menu, because of their late-night supper promotion.
Kudos to a very successful double date~!

HW:
EL Project Final Draft (due 22/3)
NM2102 Survey 20 responses (due 25/3)
LAJ1201 Kanji task (due 25/3)
LAJ1201 HM L10 (due 26/3)
LAJ1201 Skit Script (due 26/3)
PS1101E 800-word Editorial Response (due 28/3)

I'm overwhelmed.

Constipated

Emotional constipation.

Emotional diarrhoea.

Yes, I’m truly selfish. That’s why I always want my own ways, rejecting all your gestures of kindness. Perhaps that’s just my way of saying, “I may have a Superman in my life, but I can be my own Superwoman as well.” I’m not used to being submissive and feeble, and I don’t wanna bore people down with the little tantrums and discomfort I have once in a while. I can choose to whine and wring my nose like some girls do at the drop of a dime, and go on and on about the minor issues in my life. But I know that’s not purposeful, and all I’m going to do is to weigh you down emotionally. To keep my Super Sunshine from burning out (like you almost did), the least I can do is to keep my fingers tightly knitted in yours and tell you I’ll pull through. I can’t promise you I’ll be physically ok, but I’ll always be fighting hard psychologically.

Like what I always say, if I say I’m ok, I’ll be.

Cry me a river

You have to stop making me cry.

Sky Of Love's the ultimate tear-jerker movie this year; I spent half of the time in the cinema sobbing, unintentionally washing my concealer off my face without realising it.
Freakx.
I heard some girls squirming when they saw Hiro(Miura Haruma) and his bleached crown. Okay, he's cute, but I'll probably freak out at the aspect of a stalker-like bloke who phones me anonymously. So I pretty much freaked out when our kawaii Mika(Aragaki Yui) actually got so mesmerized by the mystery caller, so much so that she even talks to him in the bathtub. I won't lambaste the underage intimate relationships depicted in the movie, though; it IS happening in today's society, no matter how people try to cover up or deny. My heart was wrenched up for the second half of the movie and had a hard time trying to suppress every wave of sorrow which hited me constantly.
Freakx.
I totally lost it when Mika lost her baby on 24 December. I lost it when he decided to break up with her. I lost it when she found out that he did it because he didn't want her to know about it. I lost it when they went back to their baby's grave every 24 December. I lost it when her second boyfriend helped her to patch her family up. I lost it when her second boyfriend told her to return to Hiro. I lost it when he left her, forever. I lost it when Mika saw the pictures Hiro took of her.

I should stop crying.

Muggerhood

I just feel incomplete if I don't blog over here. My Diaryland blog happens to complain about literary starvation every now and then, so here I am.

Parents are sensing something's amiss. Oh well, they'll have to find out for themselves someday, and their daughter isn't homosexual. They should be feeling lucky; I can't say the same for my sis.

I'm bent of freaking Fay out everytime we go to boardgames-themed cafes. I scared her at Settlers' Cafe, and I had the urge to chuck the Chinese waiter at Minds Cafe to her yesterday night. That's what you get when you force-feed Ms. J with 2 cups of caffeine-laden drinks; I turn
into a monster with a caffeine high.

Ok, I'm supposed to be studying~
Fine.

Current short circuit (quick, grab the engineer!)

Some of my current fascinations:



Wanted to shriek out loud like a banshee when I saw this on Yahoo Taiwan. It's lovely, albeit slightly useless.Oh man.



I don't have green fingers, so never in my entire lifetime will I be able to make such a beautiful living thing grow. And to think it breathes and eats just like I do makes me feel rather worthless in this colourful world. And that purple hue is one to die for.


Someone please stab me.



I didn't expect myself to conquer that very stage that these two amazing performers stood on. I still believe that I'm living in an irony.



If I could make my cellphone stand like that (like what my dad did to his), I'll enter the Guinness Book of Records.



My soft spot for dessert is just going to continue to sink in. Kudos to the peanut soup + glutinous rice balls combination. These people should be given the Nobel Prize for their culnary contribution to making Ms.J a happy woman.



And this will probably never come true.

Supersnacks 07032008

SuperSnacks performance was a success~!

Date: 07032008
Time: 8pm - 10pm
Venue: NUS PGP Residence SuperSnacks Cafe
Turnout: A full cafe
Vocalists: 12 (including guest performers Vern, William and Kailing)


Vandalizing my Fly Away lyrics

Kudos to my lovely keyboardist~ Someone tell me how she makes that cross-handed playing seem so habitual everytime.

C'mon, who doesn't know our lovely female vocalist Gwen?

Our Joe Cheng-lookalike and Mrs.Yellow hard at work~ *laughs out loud*

Mr.YY meddling with the guitar~ (P.S: he looked as though he was a serious guitar strummer in this doctored pic, but in fact, the guy came into the room with the guitar just 5 minutes before this picture was taken, looking for someone to teach him how to play it.)

I've never felt so comfortable with a mic and a floor of audience until yesterday; no sweaty palms, no trembling, just pure indulgence in the songs I did. Thanks to Kailing for the thumbs up, but I still wouldn't attempt Stardust '08 when she's joining it as well; it's like running up a wall.
Haha~
And of course, to have someone there to fill my bottle up with warm water, offer a short cuddle on the TV room's sofa when I needed it and gave that huggie for extra assurance. How on Earth did I deserve all those?

More pictures coming up~

Super Sunshine

A split second changed my mood. I’m just absolutely sorry for losing my temper after lunch; the worry wart in me has been up to no good these few days. Thanks for keeping me sane with that little shoulder rub. Oh, and we should really agree upon what to wear before we meet, so that we can stop coordinating our colour schemes unanimously. Haha.

Okay, my mood did change for the better, although I screwed up my EL presentation before Japanese class. I realised why our TA kept stressing on revision; I breezed through today’s vocabulary test, although the dictation never fails to kill my hopes of scoring a perfect 10 every time. Tsk tsk. Alright, I was admittedly pissed and even uttered a profanity under my breath with LINC threw up searches of the textbook I wanted to borrow, with all under the status “BORROWED”. I swear I almost convulsed on the spot. Whatever. Jess’ SMS threw me off my train of thoughts, though (“WTF! I forgot that I’ve got to meet her at Clementi to pass her the concert ticket!”). Thanks for waiting, babe. Those slippers I wore today almost killed me on the parquet, so I had to be careful not to thread on smooth surfaces. SMRT was kind to me today, with the stations devoid of commuters looking like squashed-up sardines in the train cabins. I had to surface the elusive brisk walker in me in Bugis, or I would have been caught in packs of people who were literally trawling themselves along the streets. Oh, and I saw the bloody textbook I wanted the moment I set my eyes on the shelf labelled “MEDIA”. Bloody~!!! Alright, this is the first piece of good news. The second thing to be happy about is… I’ve finally got my hands on Super Sunshine!!!
I’m totally freaking out.
I’m just going to drown myself in my newfound happiness and NM textbook tonight.

Cuddles and the rain

Lethargy has been overwhelming these few days; it pulls the plug from my mental basin and allows the effort from my mugging sessions to go down the drain, literally. And with the extra nudge from the comforting drizzle, I think I’ll be dozing off in a minute’s time and then waking up feeling like someone’s has just dropped a nuclear warhead on my brains. Ah, the wind and the rain. I just wanna curl up in my comforter and listen to Gary’s My Way on volume 20 for the entire day. Or I’ll swap that for another 2-hour cuddle, anytime.

2 weeks ever since I’ve gone on the roads, and I’m slightly creaky already. The rain was assaulting the windscreen and the hapless wipers, and all I wanted to do was to fall asleep with Yes I Love You on the stereo. The unfortunate thing’s that I was at the wheel, so while I could smile sheepishly along to the lyrics of the song, I couldn’t just doze off without accounting for the 5 other sleepy people in the car. Okay, I’m succumbing to the Zs playing merry-go-round above my head.