Still my super sunshine

I had to screw up our date.

Some deaf guy at the ground-floor ticketing outlet at The Cathay gave us the tickets to Vicky, some M18 sexually explicit movie inside of Painted Skin, which Jack wanted to watch. Hello?! Do we look so hot-blooded that we needed to watch some teenybopper movie which shows boobs and dicks?
*Pissed*
And the worst part was that I didn't check the tickets, so we only realised that we had the wrong tickets after Jack told me when I came out of the washroom. But I really want to commend the Cathay counter staff, especially the ticketer named Akio, who gave us a refund for the tickets. Although I'll choose to believe that my pissed off face was the ultimate reason for the kind gesture by the cinema staff. Nevertheless, a million thanks to them.

But my mood was still suffered a beating.

Thank God we had Settlers' to bank on, so that made me perk up a little from my moody emotions. Tried EVO, high society, and some other game that I can't remember. Thanks to Gerlyn and Gordon, we enjoyed ourselves for that 2 hours.

Maybe I could have stopped you; perhaps I could have influenced you to say no to certain things, but I chose to let you be free and have the freedom to choose. I don't know if being there to control you and put a stop to things I knew I didn't like would be a good thing or not. I just knew that if you're happy with the way things are, then I'll be equally contented as you are.
But I'm not.
This internal struggle affects everyone in some way or another, but I guess my case is just worse, because things keep repeating themselves, so this recurring feeling in the throat just keeps swelling each time. But I love the way we always iron out things, be it to thrash it out or have teary talks.

And that's what makes us so real.

Happy 7th month, love.

Singapore GP

Finally had lunch with Chia, Mary and their new colleague Lisa. It's been such a long time, I swear, since I saw them. They were asking why I didn't bring my boyfriend alone and this and that and... Anyway we'll probably be meeting for dinner on Monday night to celebrate Chia's birthday. We'll see.

The Singapore GP circuit technology is simply brilliant, and you have to be there and then to witness it all. No, not the Ferrari and Maclaren and BMW monster cars revving their engines at the start line, but real-time super cars cruising down Marina Boulevard and sweeping gusts of wind into your face. Having dozens of Ferraris, Porsches, Aston Martins, and even the Lamborgini slowing down to filter out and then revving their engines to speed down right before our very eyes... And strangely enough, each car had a middle-aged driver with the million-dollar look and a very leggy and young Asian girl at their side.
Oooook.
Of course, Jack and I had to check out the really cool circuit lights and those barricades, so we walked all the way from Bugis after our dinner to wherever we had access to (the furthest we got to was just before the Singapore Flyer), then we anchored ourselves at the cordoned off junction just outside Suntec to witness that whole procession of "to-die-for" cars. And the Lamborg driver saw Jack snapping a photo of his car and (gasp!) slowed down. For a moment I wanted to pull Jack off the curb and run for dear life. Then I saw the driver turn to look at us, then he revved his engine and in a second he was gone.
Phew.
For a moment I thought that guy wanted to get off and, like some celebs, start to punch whoever's taking photos of them. There's a reason why I take photos of cars from the back. Anyway, we had the inital idea of hunting down the entire entourage of beautiful cars, but security was tight and all the hotels we went to didn't have Ferraris parked at the porch, so we decided to call it a day. Talk about the perks of having a girlfriend who's into cars.
*Grins*
Photos are at the other blog.

And I've been running emergencies these few days. Wednesday night, when my sis suffered a massive nosebleed from "over-excavation", and this afternoon, when that same troublesome fella had to lug all her books home for revision. Hello?! Can I charge $5 booking fee, $80 emergency fee, $2.80 for street pick-up and midnight charges?

Time to mug. I've been slacking for 24 hours already.

The Ark Cafe

I think I really learnt my lesson about mugging last-minute.

Anyway, disappearing from this space for close to a week didn't seem very significant to me; I'm still trapped in this horrible mugging cycle. Just when one nightmare ended with the submission of the annotated biblio, I realised that the arrival of the mid-term break is going to be another week-long nightmare to endure. The amount of readings piled up over the past two weeks are threatening to break my back, and projects are just going nowhere. I think I'm simply not concentrating hard enough.

The first visit to The Ark Cafe, or what we know affectionately as MuChuan, yesterday was lovely, although the sad fact about passionate music lovers dwindling in numbers continues to harp on me up to this moment. The cosy cove was... empty. It was 8.30pm when we arrived, and the place was stark, disregarding the singers and the service crew. I remembered Kailing telling us that the singers perform for absolutely no fees, and I felt that it was only for the very love for music and performance that those very talented singers were willing to sacrifice their nights there, sometimes singing to nobody.
And I totally salute them for that.
The visit totally debunked my initial thinking that Muchuan singers are pretty haughty, after finding out that they're absolutely friendly and, as long as you don't come up with weird song dedications like techno or dance tunes, they're more than happy to perform the songs you picked. Oh, and did I mention that we have a Geyao senior performing there as well? She was in Kailing's batch, so the amount of fun and laughter we had yesterday was unimaginable. I was totally fixated on her fingers dancing on the keyboard while she belted out songs I could never have attempted before, and her accompanying singers were of a pretty good standard as well. Their singer's version of Chong Bai totally thrashed the version I did at SuperSnacks last semester. Of course, being the "descendents" of NUS Geyao, what's a night without juicy gossip and mindless jokes about Geyao seniors? I bet someone's eyebrow must have been jerking for the whole of last night.
*Laughs*
I particularly liked the joke by our Geyao senior a.k.a Muchuan resident keyboardist that some Geyao senior (who used to be resident keyboardist at theArk) had such perfect pitch that if he heard a car screech he'd say "that's a C sharp.".
*Laughs*
And the cappucino was good. I don't know what happened to Jack's and Kailing's and Eugene's drinks.

Anyway, just a short advertisement for Muchuan, simply because I think they totally deserve this:

The Ark Music Cafe
45 Boon Keng Road
ArkHub@Kallang
#01-04
Kallang Community Club
Boon Keng MRT Station - Exit B
www.theark.com.sg

I swear I'll go back there soon with some other friends.

And it's tragic when I can hear the exploding fireworks from the LAntern Festival celebrations at the Chinese Garden but I can't see it from here.

*Sighs*

Bye bye world, it's back to mugging.

Oh, and did I mention that Zikry gave a pink flower he made himself? He said that it was my birthday last week, so it was my belated present. And the my Primary 3 class threw this pseudo surprise party for me during class. Now you know why I can't tear myself away from them.

Happy Birthday to me

Those who have had me preach to them about Astrology would know that I'm totally head over heels into such stuff, despite the skepticism alot of people have in it. "It's not scientifically proven," they say.
Haha.
Anyway, something here to make my birthday yet another very happy day in my life.

From: Gurl.com
Virgo + Virgo =

When two Virgos join together in a love match, they are likely to structure their lives in beautiful conjunction. The merging of two incredibly practical, industrious sorts such as these creates an incredibly devoted and doting couple although public displays of affection will be rare. Though their shared perfectionism and skepticism could lead to conflict, the level-headed Virgo duo will quickly resolve any disputes and move on to more pleasant times. The Virgo-Virgo relationship runs like a well-oiled machine, particularly for couples who live together. There is never any confusion over the delegation of responsibility, and both partners feel quite comfortable with this arrangement. Making lists, balancing accounts and keeping the affairs in order are second nature to both partners. They share a discriminating palette and exquisite taste. As long as they aren't too harsh with one another, their relationship will be fulfilling in every way.
Virgo is ruled by the Planet Mercury. This Planet represents communication, and indeed this is Virgo's shtick. As a romantic couple, both are tuned in to one another's frequencies. Virgo is often able to read the nuances of words and gestures and take in an analytical meaning. One of the strongest points of the relationship is open and honest communication. Also, the reasoning and logical abilities of two Virgos together can quite possibly solve all the world's problems. They are a versatile and brilliant team. Virgo is an Earth Sign, thus indicating a practical nature. Also, they are a couple who likes to be surrounded by and own elegant things, and who won't settle for second best. It is worth it to hold out for something perfect, rather than to allow for anything less. Virgo exercises caution before moving forward, and they are the first to determine the best action for everyone to--even if it involves sacrifice. Pickiness makes the Virgo-Virgo team a wonderful romantic couple. Virgo is a Mutable Sign. They are easily adaptable to any situation or any social setting. There is rarely conflict between them, but when it does arise it is quickly brushed over. Neither is too pushy or domineering, and they share an equal enthusiasm for one another's pursuits. Virgo always follows through, and two of them together doubles this energy and makes a very happy couple. What's the best aspect of the Virgo-Virgo relationship? It's their levelheaded and structured approach to life, work, fun and commitment. They're incredibly compatible, and this obvious to them and to their friends. Together, they make a wonderful pair for pleasing one another and working on the perfect relationship.

So I'm the happy girl, despite the still-very-huge pile of notes stuffed in my face.

Sleeping, aging

Happy Birthday to the self-denial in me. I feel so much of an old hag now that I can't tell people that I'm still a teenager (by universal definition).

Thanks for my very first birthday present. I kind of freaked out; I mean, will I ever get to use it before the white cotton gets eaten up by worms? Haha. But it was nevertheless a lovely present. Thanks babes. The breakfast session was priceless.

Anyway, have I lamented the fact that the tuition centre has changed hands? Cherie basically told this absolutely huge white lie to the parents and children, while the new bosses seem very horrible. It's just some inbuilt reflex gag I have when it comes to meeting new people who will never seem to be on par with what I had last time. I could see that some of the children were somewhat uncertain and all that, and some are still very much attached to Cherie. If they could be inefficient enough to miss the opening hours of their own tuition centre, I don't see why things can't get worse in future. The only consolation I have whenever I go there is that the children's voices will always be ringing out to me for my help.

I need to sleep.

Dead as a salted fish

You know how it feels like when a sudden rush of adrenaline transcends that tiredness which has been hounding you for days on end; you literally jump out of your seat and start acting like Bananas in Pyjamas. At least that's what dark choco from the boyfriend does.

Geyao yesterday was pretty alright, although I kind of just blamed everything on Geyao; I can't finish my work, I have no time to study for my test, I don't get enough sleep, I get home late, I skip meals (ok I don't skip meals, for one), I lose my temper...
But I still love Geyao and all my peeps there, and also for the love it brought into my life.

Did an interview with the co-founders of one of the dating agencies in Singapore. Haha. Alright I didn't manage to dig really juicy stuff which is too explicit for publication, but at least some rumours about the dating scene got straightened out. And I still laugh to myself occasionally whenever I think about the interview content. Thank God I don't need matchmaking to seal my fate.
I seal my own fate.

NM2219 Mid Term tomorrow, NM2220 News Story due tomorrow, Tuition on Saturday, birthday dinner on Saturday, Jack's cousin's wedding dinner on Sunday, NM3880A Mid Term on Monday.

I'm, like, so dead.

Homework constipation

Sometimes you don't really have to take a long time to realise how much you're treasured.

A pleasant surprise for everyone in the family, to have you deliver supper and examination rations for every single person in the family. My little sis was grinning from ear to ear when I handed her the strawberry chocolate and told her that Kor Kor bought it for her. My mum just got pretty worked up because the chocolates were of Japanese origin, so they would have cost a bomb, and she was partially worried that he had to make the long journey to and fro. SEE. My parents are so much more concerned about him than they are over me.
*laughs*
And I'm the girl with the huge smiley because I've got dark choco from my darling, via boyfriend courier services.
*Hugs*

Life's been a bitch these few days, with all the examinations crammed into these 2 weeks and a whole load of assignments, readings, etc. etc. I was slightly regretting that I was taking a level-3000 module this semester, because I'm kinda un-seasoned for seminar-style lessons. The 3880A seminar never fails to throw me off my guard everytime I enter the classroom.
I'm totally freaking out.

And Geyao activities just add to everything else. Not that I hate it, it's just that everything seems to be gushing out of this small crack, and I feel totally suffocated.

My new mugging haven after Supersnacks closed down.

And it's back to more cramming and mad rushing.

For the love of it all

I'm unbelievably lazy.

Been buzzing around for the past few days (weeks, rather), busy-ing myself with cartfuls of readings and Geyao matters. I'm slightly more than just exhausted.

Streaming yesterday! Thanks to all Geyao freshies who came down to pit themselves against the stringent expectations of the senior vocalists! Jack looked as though he could collapse any moment after the gruelling 3-hour session. Now I finally know how Kailing and William felt after streaming the freshies. I guess tempers flared again yesterday, and things could have worked out peacefully if the clash of ideas could be ironed out nicely instead of having fingers pointing at each other. I had to make the ultimate escape to avoid being thrashed in the tussle among the seniority. I'm just dreading the first session, simply because I haven't started doing my brainstorming for the practice list, and we won't be having the full band.

Had a short chat with Mr. Chua from Media Writing class during tutorial today, and he's telling me that I should strive to break into the literature market with Media writing. Ya right... I can't even make my writing sound coherent, let alone take on the Chinese people and their language. Of course, everyone's waiting to swim to the opposite shore, but the sacrifices and hard work involved isn't some simple task. It's going to take alot more than just sweat and blood. And that's the reason why I admire media people so much.

And a happy 22nd birthday to my darling.