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Saturday, July 26, 2003 Lack of conscience It is beyond my comprehension how a person (or people) can actually take something that does not belong to them without a smidgen of guilt. Yes, I do mean stealing. The driving force of that comment is a SMS I just received. It appears someone stole from my church all the microphones, mixers, sound equipment, etc. Hello, stealing from a church of all places? Sigh. I can only just hope and pray that they are rudely jolted by their conscience, and return the equipment. Sad to think that such a thing could happen. This also reminds me of an incident last year where my friend's laptop was stolen from the Law Library. She just popped out 2 minutes to receive a phone call (which actually happens to be from me...) and, damn ... it was gone. I felt so guilty for indirectly causing her to have her laptop stolen, but yet when I think about it, why is it that the person who stole the laptop does not feel any guilt in carrying out such an act? Even if the financial value of the laptop was not an issue, what was contained in the laptop - lecture notes, tutorials, 80% completed assignments, personal emails and addresses etc - mattered, especially since it was during the peak period of the semester (i.e. when all the major assignments were due and exams were just around the corner). And even after she put up posters around the uni, offering a reward for the return of her precious laptop, still nothing. She now has a new laptop but she understandably guards it with her life after that experience last year. Honestly, I can't understand it... what is wrong with these people? After much deliberation, I've finally decided to join PPS. I've been considering it ever since HB (of sixthseal.com fame ;)) mentioned that they were looking for participants for the beta-testing phase. Well, that "phase" is over now and PPS is open to the public ... so, I decided it was time that I jumped on the bandwagon and joined the fun... yee-haa! :P Those of you who haven't heard of this and are thinking to themselves "What the hey is Project Petaling St?!", its basically a blog-tal (portal of blogs) bringing together a "cross section" of blogs written by Malaysians, or non-Malaysians living in Malaysia. Pretty cool concept I reckon, and pretty addictive too (I must confess I've wasted a good few hours or more clicking and reading :P) Anyhow, as well as PPS, you might have noticed on the left, that I've also joined some blog lists/registries/whatever you wanna call them: (1) Rice Bowl Journals; (2) SGblogs; and (3) The Great Malaysian Blog List. After lots of surfing around, especially on those websites, I've decided that my layout is pretty boring although it does serve its purpose! I haven't really done much with my other website either, and these days I find that I'm only really giving attention to my blog! I've embedded phlogger into this page, meaning that I'll be able to send updates via sms. You know, when I'm having this blog-worthy moment out in the streets and there is no sign of a computer, I can just send an sms and its reflected in the phlogger window (below left). I have also just started a fotolog which is hosted at fotolog.net because I'm just much too lazy (and don't have the resources!) to start a "real" photolog from scratch. But after adding all these little bits and pieces to my blog, I sometimes wonder whether it really matters at all? Friday, July 25, 2003 Absolutely nothing to wear! I think this phrase is really common among females, usually heard in the following scenario:
I know that this has happened to me one too many times. Its more serious than just being an "excuse" to go out and buy more clothes, but it reflects the fact that clothes can be in and out of fashion before you can blink twice. I suppose that's why mothers give the advice to buy "classics", to avoid buying too many seasonal items (who remembers when lime green was the "in" colour? *cringe*). Another problem for me though is that I tend to favour certain items of clothing over others, and sometimes to the point that many of my clothes still have the price tag on it - yes, unworn. Anyhow, that's totally side tracking from the actual point of this post. I'm actually considering what to wear for the upcoming Law Ball. I've never actually been the Law Ball, but its definitely not my first ball (I counted - I've been to 10 balls so far!) so there is no longer that novelty of wanting to dress up and spend exorbitant amounts of money for a single night. However I am wondering whether I should go out and buy a new dress (and spend $200/300/400/more?), or should I just recycle one of my previous ball gowns. At the moment I'm leaning towards the latter option, only because I know that that amount of money could be used for a "better" cause. Perhaps a LV wallet ... :p Thursday, July 24, 2003 Mind that temper, Mr Potter! I've been reading Harry Potter Book 5 (Order of the Phoenix) before I go to bed each night (which is on average 3-4am) since I've been back. I've made it to around the halfway mark but I just haven't had the time to sit down and finish it. So far its not bad ... but one thing I just can't stand - Harry's flaring temper and sudden bursts of anger. Every time it comes to a part in the book where Harry yells some irrational, self-absorbed, temper-driven remark, I find myself wincing and feeling somewhat embarrassed for his behaviour. My sister (the self-proclaimed HP "expert") told me its because JK Rowling (for those who have been living in a hole for the past few years, the author of the HP books and a damn rich woman) was taking into account that HP was going through puberty and his hot temperedness was a result of hormones and what not. Right...! I preferred Harry, as a character, in the previous books ... at least (in my opinion) he wasn't acting so damn stoo-pid -__- On a totally irrelevant side note, I'm going to be religiously checking the Virgin Blue website over the next few days in desperate hope that some cheap fares will be up for grabs. What a great marketing ploy (and way to increase hits onto a website!); every day randomly post up "specials" which will change from day to day (once all the specials are sold out). I'm hoping to pick up some cheap fares ($99 please?) to Sydney or Melbourne. Probably Sydney seeing that I don't really know that many people in Melbourne. But knowing my luck (recall the SIA special one month ago), I doubt I'll be able to get the dates I want (fly off on a Thursday night/Friday morning coming back on the Monday). Slight difference here though, I don't have to call through the phone (and be faced with the engaged tone...!) but can book through the internet. Well, that sure does improve my chances this time round! Fingers crossed, eh? :) Not a minute to spare Flat out since I've been back, not a moment to relax. Well, without feeling guilty that is. Being the major procrastinator that I am, I've delayed doing all that I have to do until last minute. Time flies when you're having "fun" ... or in my case, procrastinating. I've finished all my classes/lectures for the week, all 11 contact hours. Slack, huh? :) I'm so happy that I have Fridays off, back to enjoying 3 day weekends, something I haven't had the pleasure of indulging in since ... 3rd year? Can't quite remember... Only thing I could complain of is the crappy lecture times. I don't mind so much the 7pm finishes on Wednesdays and Thursdays, but the 8am starts on Tuesdays and Thursdays will kill me... I've never been a morning person, and I very much doubt I'll ever be! Its especially impossible in this cold, cruel weather. Consider waking up to a freezing icicle-forming morning as opposed to staying cosy in a warm comfortable bed, thick quilt wrapped tightly around your body. I don't need even one second to choose between the two... ! Another thing I hate about cold weather is the increased tendency to eat and eat and eat ... and not exercise. Can't help it... need something to keep me warm and happy, chocolate and all junk food being my best friends. I can't wait until Monday though, because then I'll be much more free with the burden of assignments and other stuff off my back. I really have to keep up to date with uni work and I just haven't had the time to do any work outside of class. Most worrying is the Corporate Insolvency unit I'm taking, especially after the long spiel the lecturer gave . I must admit that this lecturer is quite amusing - scary, daunting but still amusing nonetheless with his anecdotes and side line commentary. He proclaimed to the class that Corporate Insolvency is "THE" unit in Law School - forget about doing work for all the other subjects we would be taking, this unit is the premier, the star unit. Not surprising to see that at least half of the class cracked up after that comment! Well, so begins my long weekend anyhow... wish me luck in completing my work! :o [this has been a 5word entry] Tuesday, July 22, 2003 The final semester Been back for two days now and things are going mad. So much to do... so little time to do it. One hour of class on Monday, and two hours of class today (Tuesday). I know, I have such a slack timetable with so few contact hours... but still, I will complain. The only good thing about going to uni in the last couple of days is being able to catch up with friends that I haven't seen for a month or so. Attempted to do work at uni today but got distracted by: (i) talking/gossiping with friends (ii) the first year "hottie". I mentioned in a post a couple of months back that there were rumours of a good looking boy in law, and finally today I managed to see him. And the verdict? Disappointing. But... I can't pass final judgment quite yet because I didn't get a close look at him (and my eyesight is failing me). Well, what do you expect! Its not as if I could just walk past the desk he was sitting at and give him a full once over right? :P And according to my dear friend (who shall remain nameless), his attractiveness multiples once he stands up... beats me! Anyway, my sleeping patterns are totally irregular. I slept at around 4 am the night before, waking up just before 7am to rush down to uni for my dreaded 8am class (which, amazingly enough, I made on time). I arrived home at 2.30pm after having lunch at Nagano and it was straight into my bed until 7pm when my dad forced me to get up for dinner. And now its 3 am... wonder what time I will go to bed tonight, and what crazy hour I'll wake up tomorrow... Monday, July 21, 2003 Fotos Number one (1) - Introducing my new photo log, or more precisely "fotolog". There is a daily limit of one photo upload per day and I hopefully intend to make the most of that limit ;) Number two (2) - I've also got a phlog! I'll be embedding onto this page soon anyway... once I find the time. (I'm very very busy at the moment... sigh... I probably shouldn't even be blogging now in the first place :P) Number three (3) - Here are the photos that I promised from the last post. Random/miscellaneous photos from my last week or so in Singapore. From Centro (Wed night): Jun and Fel Shian and Leslie After Centro supper - roti prata! mmm... Shopping spree: Leslie's new "car" (BMW Z8) My two new "bargain" suitcases. Guess how much these babies cost? Less than $40! Not bad eh? Others: Tea from the Sichuan restaurant Close up of the tea; included inside the tea are chrysanthemum flowers, red dates, tea leaves, longans Leslie and I at Changi Airport (T2), just before I made my way to the departure gate *sob, sob* That's all for today... I've had a very shocking day. Busy since I woke up until now, rushing through the millions of things that I have to do. I probably should have come back to Perth earlier to do all this stuff ... or maybe not :P Help me... tomorrow begins with 8 am class! Sunday, July 20, 2003 Friday, Saturday, Sunday Before I begin to update you with what I've been doing with my life in the past 3 days, I would like to inform everyone that I just ate ice cream and regretting it - its made me feel even colder. Agh, I hate this weather! Ok let's have some sub-headings... I just love sub-headings! Friday : Party night I mentioned on Friday's post that I was going out for a buffet dinner but there was slight change of plan. I followed Leslie's family to a Sichuan restaurant and was suitably impressed by the tea-pouring "technique". The restaurant has hired a tea pourer (who hails from China) who pours tea from a special canister that has a long thin spout. Basically he stands a metre away from you and pours the tea into your cup ... of course, there is some "skill" to this! Oh, and I must mention that the food at the restaurant was quite nice too! Dessert was accompanied a plate of fortune cookies (and I thought that these only made appearances in suburban Chinese restaurants in Western countries!) ... and mine had the cutest message: "Do not keep searching for happiness. It can be found right next to you." (or something to that effect :P) YES, I was sitting next to Leslie ^^ After dinner, we met up with Shian and headed off to Embargo (at One Fullerton). Enjoyed the beautiful clear night out by the Singapore river teamed with a couple of drinks before making our way to Velvet Underground (@ Zouk). It wasn't very crowded (except the bar area) when we arrived, but by the time some of my other friends made their way there, it became super packed especially on the dance floor! I felt like a canned sardin. And I had my first lesbian encounter ... sort of :P I'm so naive... hehe, approached by a lesbian and I didn't realise it. Eep! Anyhow, we stayed at Velvet until all the lights came on (at 3am - too early I say!) and stayed to chit chat a short while outside the club. We then met up with Jun who had gone clubbing with her friends elsewhere and headed down to Jalan Kayu for the famous roti prata. I've never actually tried this place's roti prata, but its well known around Singapore to be the "best" in town... so, I decided to give it a shot (even though it was a long taxi ride back home). Must say that I was kind of disappointed - maybe too much hype of how delicious it was famed to be. Turned out to be nothing special but perhaps we came on a bad day? Saturday : Packing to say farewell Spent the whole day rummaging through the room, searching through the mess to find what I had to bring home. I did not realise that I had acquired that much junk until I finished packing 3 suitcases and 1 box. Utter craziness at the airport later though as I had 5 pieces of luggage (including my laptop but excluding my handbag) to chuck onto a trolley. Not easy for a weakling (like me) to handle/manoeurve around a large airport such as Singapore's Terminal 2! Even after I checked in 3 pieces of luggage, lugging the remaining items (my cabin trolley bag + laptop + handbag) from immigration to the boarding gate was not an easy task - do not forgot how BIG the airport is, and it just happened that my boarding gate was the furtherest away!! Agh, my arms are still aching from the experience... I must say though that I hated saying "goodbye". Goodbyes suck! Sigh... Anyhow, the flight was the same as it always is. I was a bit worried when I checked in because the flight was stated to take off at 7.35pm but my ticket read 6.50pm, but it just turned out that it was rescheduled. And I almost thought that I could stay in Singapore just a little longer....... Anyhow, I was seated nice and near to the front (3rd row) at my own request. I watched two HK flicks (Diva... Ah Hey! and Why me, Sweetie?) and the beginning of a third (Cat and Mouse), and it was time to land in Perth. Yes... back home. Sadly I missed Kiara's farewell party. Originally I was supposed to land in Perth at 11.30pm. Turned out that we landed at 12:25pm and it just happened 3 other flights landed around the same time meaning mammoth long queues at immigration, luggage and finally at customs. I don't exaggerate when I say long queues - the queue for immigration extended up onto the stairs from the arrival gate. Sadly my luggage came out near last meaning I was near the end of the queue for customs. Its crazy - I spent more than 1 and 1/2 hours in Perth airport! Needless to say, I was in no real mood to head to Kiara's farewell and plus, there was little point - by the time I arrived, it would be nearly time to leave. My bed was the direct destination. Sunday : Settling back to reality Grudgingly woke up this morning not wanting to believe that I was back in Perth! But forced myself up and out of bed, just in time for lunch with my family. Quickly got dressed and made up to head out to Northbridge for our routine Sunday dim sum. Since lunch time, I've just been unpacking ... passing out gifts to my family ... checking my emails and chatting ... talking on the phone with friends, informing them of my return. Even though I'm not exactly that pleased to have to leave Singapore, I do understand that life is more than just fun, fun, fun... so I'm back here, ready to give my best shot at making it through this final semester! I've got a very strong feeling that its going to be a long, hard (read: crappy) semester! Ah well... just put up with it me thinks! What to do... So, this has been a reasonably lengthy post ... not to mention, its also a 5word entry! Anyhow, quite a number of photos to come in the next post (whenever that is!) ... look forward (?!) to it :) Home Well my one month away on holiday has come to an end ... I'm back home in Perth. Time flies when you're having fun ... and I can't begin to describe how fantastic and fun the month holiday has been. So fun that I didn't want to leave... well, there are other reasons why I didn't want to leave either too :P ... but ah well, nevermind - I've come back to face reality as well as my final semester! I'll update more later as regards the "happenings" of my Friday and Saturday (whilst I was still in Singapore). I have A LOT to unpack and my mom has already started nagging about the amount of stuff I've brought back :P |
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