The Bucket List

I've been wanting to do this for a really long time, but I've just never gotten around to doing it. I'm way too lazy.

But, I decided. Today is the day to do it. You never know when you might just kick the bucket. Might as well get a head start on everyone and die with no regrets!

Here's my bucket list

-          Go to a movie in my pajamas

-          Go skinny-dipping

-          Dive in the great barrier reef

-          Record a song

-          Go skydiving

-          Go backpacking around the world

-          Go on a roadtrip

-          Make out with a random guy

-          Buy a vibrator

-          Have a friend with benefits

-          Get pissed drunk

-          Learn Japanese and actually use it

-          Stay in Japan for at least two months and survive

-          Tell someone the story of my life, sparing no details

-          Disappear from home for a while

-          Send a message in a bottle

-          Walk from one end of the park connectors to the other end without stopping

-          Be someone else for a day

-          Shower in a waterfall

-          Go up to a person a tell him he’s cute

-          Experience weightlessness

-          Write my will

-          Kiss the Blarney Stone

-          Go deep sea fishing and eat my catch

-          Write a novel

-          Slack at an empty beach for a whole day

-          Work at a major theme park, like Seaworld, Disneyland etc.

-          Find the one

-          Confess to someone to his face that I’m hopelessly, irrevocably in love with him.

-          Partake in a Japanese tea ceremony

-          Be technologically free for a day

-          Bury a time capsule

-          Plan an elaborate practical joke

-          Make my own pasta

-          Learn to cook Nyonya dishes

-          Sleep outdoors watching the stars

-          Brew my own beer

-          Slip a “You’re loved.” Note under someone’s door

-          Spend an hour in a lift

-          Watch the sun rise

-          Bake a cake, by myself

-          Be silent for a whole day

-          Write to my favourite author

-          Randomly kiss someone

-          Test drive a car I can’t afford

-          Go to Egypt

-          Go to the Galapagos islands

-          Take one of the tours on this website: http://www.incredible-adventures.com/

-          Visit the Harry Potter Theme Park

-          Go on a Harry Potter Tour

-          Draw a map of a non-existent space

-          Accidently get locked into a bookstore

-          Attend Comicon

-          Join a special camp, e.g. Space Camp, Fat Camp, some kind of camp

-          Be an extra on film

-          Stay out all night dancing and drinking

-          Tell all my past crushes that I had a crush on them

-          Convince 10 people to write their own bucket list

-          Save a soul

-          Go Christmas caroling

TAADAAA... So long winded. But I'm determined to do it! =D 

- wish me luck. -

I like...

Food/Drink
- Lemon Barley, water, biscuits from Popeye, fries from Long John's Silver, spaghetti, nachos, Milk Tea, Green Apple bubble tea, Fuji apples, bananas, durians, strawberries, Cadbury Black Forest Chocolate, mangos, ice kimos/shaved ice, cinnamon and apple doughnuts, apple pie, Table Water biscuits, fish and chips

Shows
- Grease, Bring It On, American Pie, Edward Scissorshands, The Simpsons, Friends, That 70s Show, Greek, Gossip Girl, House, Grey's Anatomy, Heroes, Reaper, Sabrina The Teenage Witch, Barney and Friends, Bananas in Pajamas, Suite Life of Zack and Cody, Wish Upon a Star, Susie Q, Power Rangers, Naruto, Gundam 00, Cardcaptor Sakura, H20, Supernatural, Pride and Prejudice (BBC), Pirates of the Caribbean, Singing In The Rain, Mary Poppins, Sky High, X-Men, Ugly Betty, Suju Full House, My Tutor Friend, Hana Yori Dango, Hanazakarino Kimitachihe, Hana Kimi, My Sassy Girl, Wind Struck, The Notebook, A Walk To Remember, Cruel Intentions, History Boys, Ballet Shoes, Little Miss Sunshine, Fifth Element, Hairspray, Step Up, Another Cinderella Story, Mr. and Mrs Smith, Stardust, Burn After Reading It, Batman, You Don't Mess With The Zohan

Books
- Harry Potter, Twilight, Aishling Grey Novels, Totto-Chan, The Chronicles of Narnia, Devilish, Aria of the Sea, Phoenix Dance, Stardust, Smoke and Mirrors, Grimm Fairytales, In Deep Voodoo, Water Trilogy, Eragon, Tuesdays with Morrie, The Five People You Meet In Heaven, Anita Blake Novels, Song of the Lioness Quartet, Blow Me Down, Romeo and Juliet, The Cross and the Switch Blade, P.S. I Love You, Where Rainbows End, Mathilda, The BFG, James and the Giant Peach, Good Omens, The Little Prince, Charlotte's Web, The Gift, Charmed I'm Sure, Puzzle Books, Green Eggs and Ham, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Peter Pan, Lasher, Taltos, The Witching Hour, The Lives of the Mayfair Witches, A Place Called Here, The Last Mermaid, Selina Penaluna, Joy Luck Club, Henry Sugar, Skulduggery Pleasant

Other random things
- My guitar, my piano, music, my DVDs and VCDs, the internet, walking, the ocean, stars, hot pink, turquoise, teal, blue, black, white, swimming, cycling, DKNY Delicious, Topshop, Dorothy Perkins, God, children's church, my family and friends, sha-sha sound of majong, the sound of the sea, the smell of the sea, pine cones, sand, the smell of coconut suntan oil, Disneyland, Hard Rock Cafe, Edward Cullen, Harry Potter, Sirius Black, Kim Kibum, stars, the ocean, bedok reservoir, snow, writing, reading, fantasy adventure, cobwebs, boys who make me laugh, eyes, shoulders, hands, Japanese culture, lists, soft things, dreaming

- liking too many things isn't good -

Conversations With Myself

I was taking the bus to Phillip's house (I'm giving him tuition) and I forgot to bring my book, plus I've heard all my iPod music like a gazillion times, so I kinda had a conversation with myself. On the bus. It went like this:

(don't judge me okay. Everyone has a private monologue once in a while. At least I don't sing in the shower right!)

Me: I'm so bored. There's nothing to do! Greek's not out yet! WHY?! WHY?! Plus I've finished watching Gossip Girl and there's absolutely nothing for me to watch till frigging Thursday!

Sub- Conscious: KNN, Amanda you're such a couch potato

M: Huh? Who's that?!

SC: Me lah.

M: *gasp* God?!

SC: Siao. Honestly would God be so rude?

M: No... Whatever, technically, I'm not a couch potato. Seriously.

SC: Oh please, don't lie. Before you sleep at night you sit on your bed watching sidereel videos, youtube videos and writing crappy romances.

M: Oi! That's not all I do! I... I also... Think of what I'm going to do tomorrow!

SC: How... Intellectual. *sniffs*

M: Look! There goes an ang mor...

SC:Why are you so obsessed with ang mors?! Future sarong party girl is it?! Fail lah... You can't pull off a sarong.

M: Wah. You really know how to hurt someone man. I'm just amazed by the sheer number of ang mors who now currently populate our tiny, insignificant island.

SC: Oh please, stop trying to sound so smart. "sheer number..." HAHA v. funny, I know you're an ah lian at heart. You shop at This Fashion, like pink, have an A in Singlish and you're louder than a fishmonger.

M: Oi! I resent that! Are you supposed to be my sub-conscious?!

SC: Yep. Doing a good job huh?

M: NO! Why are you such a pessimist?!

SC: The truth hurts honey.

M: Oh. reach already.


- didn't anyone tell you the first sign of madness is talking to yourself? -

First Day of School

Back to that hell-hole of sorts today. I would love to say that it started off with a bang, but it didn't, like every other day of school, I walked to school, pass the long-kang and through biz park sweating oh-so-glamorously.

Nicole and I spent the first lecture stuck taking pictures on Bryan's photobooth - which by the way is freakishly awesome and has all these awesome effects, if i had to buy a laptop based on camera quality I'd buy that. hurhurhur... - It was multimedia, which was so mind-numbingly boring (like my post today) There's like giant-arsed projects for that and we have to be in groups of 6. 6 lei! How will I find someone who wants to take me in?! tsk. So tough.

That's not all, I took a copy of stop-press, and I found the article, which was MINE, was DISCREDITED. @%^*#%$$@&()! I'm freaking pissed. HELLO I need that! It's for my PORTFOLIO. MOTHERFATHERSISTERBROTHER. This calls for some murdering. I would go on, but I'm going to take it up to Selvan, so I gotta save my wisecracks for later.

The lecture was boring, but I'm praying that it'd be fun, dreamweaver and all that crap. WHY DID I DELETE DREAMWEAVER?! fail.

Anyways, it was cross-cultural later, bloody hell, second lecture of the term and I fell asleep. Like drool on table asleep. WHAT A BORE. The videos he showed were awesome, because of... KEVJUMBA!

Let me digress.

I love kevjumba. I think he's the hottest ABC ever with the voice that could melt chocolate. Aw.... So... Deep, and manly... Plus he's so funny. Who wouldn't want a man who can make you laugh? Plus he's a soccer player, which means he'd totally fit in with Singaporeans! - I mean, it's like our national sport or something -




As this video shows, he's in college. BOO. Which means he and I can never meet! He's happily settled into the American culture. *sigh*

Sorry. As I was complaining.

School, which I've been looking forward to for 3 days straight has turned out to be a crash and burn sitch.

The one thing I like, is Broadcast Performance. I totally don't regret taking it now. I really like Mrs Raimi (however you spell it), she's freaking nice, plus she has this totally strange laugh which is so funny. Plus, she knows her shite man.

We did breathing exercises today, diaphragm etc, so funny, when we lay on the floor and she made us breathe and stuff to make the book on our stomachs rise up and down we all look like fools on the God-awful carpet. I bet you a million bucks it was covered in pee and other unmentionables.

Then she let us have 15 odd minutes to lie down and sleep. Awesome! More sleeping time right? Right, until I found out that when I woke up, Nicole told me I snored. And Denise heard! She was three people away from me! OH MY GOD! What an ending to a freaky day. I SNORED. IN MY FIRST CLASS.

WHY GOD WHY?! Why torture me with snoring genes?!

- now no one's ever going to marry me -

Water Memory

Service was particularly interesting today.

Pastor Kong brought up this really interesting science experiment. (well, it's pseudoscience, but whatever, it's all greek to me!)

Dr. Masaru Emoto,

his surname by the way, totally fits this experiment, I'll explain later.

Dr. Emoto has found out that human emotion, vibration, thoughts, words, energy, ideas and music affects the molecular structure of water.

By the way, humans are made up of around 70% to 60% of water.
Plus water's kinda known as the cradle of life is it not? Plus, fetus-es (or fetai or whatever) are surrounded by water when in their mother's womb! Which shows just how important his discovery was!

Here's the official connection of water to his study (WARNING: very studious and yawn worthy!): Water is a very malleable substance. Its physical shape easily adapts to whatever environment is present. But its physical appearance is not the only thing that changes, the molecular shape also changes. The energy or vibrations of the environment will change the molecular shape of water. In this sense water not only has the ability to visually reflect the environment but it also molecularly reflects the environment.

Enough of the bore, basically it means that the environment affects water.
The Experiment

Dr. Emoto took pictures of frozen water under a microscope to look at the shapes of the molecules and this is what he found out.

Based on PLACE

Sanbu-ichi Yusui Spring water

Japan Shimanto River, referred to as the last clean stream in Japan

Antarctic Ice

Biwako Lake, the largest lake at the center of Japan and the water pool of the Kinki Region. Pollution is getting worse.

Now this is the coolest one ever.

BOTH ARE FROM FUJIWARA DAM

The water after a woman After the water was prayed over
had committed suicide

*gasp* how cool is that?! the water snowflake looks GORGEOUS after the prayer!

water affected by MUSIC

Heavy Metal Music

Beethoven's Pastorale

Kawachi Folk Dance









See! Even music affects the water. Isn't it pretty? I love the Kawachi one, looks like a flower.

Water affected by WORDS
You know what's the funniest thing about these? He didn't SPEAK the words, he just pour the water into a glass bottle and stuck the words around the bottle facing the water! So it was like he was letting the water READ it.

"You make me sick, I want to kill you"

"Arigato - Thank You"









Then there's this one which is pretty cool too! (plus I'm just posting the snowflake cause I think it's adorable)

Isn't that amazing!

In short, this shows how words can change a person. The environment around a person is really important don't you think? So next time when you're around a little kid, be all sunbeams and flowery.

If you're wondering why I'm talking like that, it's cause I'm feeling a bit depressed. So sunshine and happy thoughts are needed to keep me going.

Oh, did you catch the reason why Dr. Emoto's name suits the experiement?
ANSWER: because of the "Emo" in his name! EMOTION geddit? hahahhaha....

lame.

- 18 years of the panda and counting -

I want to be...

You know when I was younger I had tons of ambitions. Doctor... Pilot... and a ton of other crazy things.

So... Anyways, here's a list of what I wanted to become when I was younger, I even have dolphin on it.

(all in random order)

Pink Ranger


The one called Kimberly, the very first one. I even got my mom to call me Kimberly, all my kid books had the name Kimberly printed out neatly (or as neat as a 5 year old could make it) onto the bookplate. I totally admired the way could toss herself into the air and fight the evil Rita and the other alians. Plus she was soooo cute! She had this "protect me white ranger!" thing going on. So insane.

Ariel: The Little Mermaid


Hello. Who didn't want to be her? Who didn't want to be "part of that worrrlllddd". Please, she had freaking red hair (do you know women with red hair are considered one of the sexiest ever?) And she (ARIEL) could swim super fast and make really cool spirals with her freaking cool tail! See, i'm getting excited just thinking about it *sighs* she had a tail...
Oh the jealousy.

Dolphin


Like in the above, it lived in the sea. If you know me well enough, you should know that I love the sea, turquoise/teal/sea-green colours etc, starfish, stars blah blah, so dolphins were kinda like, duh, cause of the sea thing. I just think they are so cool. They are smart you know.

Singer


I think... That a lot of people had this ambition when they were young. Then, like me, they heard themselves via recorder. I get it, I can't sing. *sigh* good bye to rockstar career with screaming fans and free clothes. Now, only my close friends and karoke kakis hear my screeching. (at this place called the 10 dollar club, so cheesy right!) hahaha...

Cardcaptor Sakura


I wrote stories where I was the cardcaptor and created cards that totally helped Earth, like the music card (how it helps Earth, i dunno, but it did!) And Lee, was totally in love with me. It was awesome, I tell you, the first time I caught CCS on tv i fell in love with Anime then AXN got me addicted more, and soon, I became an anime otaku. (NOT LIKE THOSE PERVY DUDES THOUGH!) I'm totally clean OKAY! And beside, Madison totally gave her awesome costumes! I love the huge bell skirts and hats, but most importantly, THE WAND! AWESOMNESS~

Ninja


Once again, it's due to my anime-watching habits. My pals from school got me started on Naruto, and I was hooked. I was in love with Kakashi, a masked hero who was Naruto's teacher and was freaking cool! Plus they had SHEXY fighting moves! Seriously. HAWT STUFFS I wanted to throw the little shurikans and kick-ass like Tsunade-sama.

Eh. Shut up ah. I know I sound like a total dork. BUT I'M A COOL DORK!

Vampire Slayer


You don't need to say anything. I can feel the groan from a mile away. In case you are a totally Buffy-noobster let me update you on the might and feminist power this little blonde munchkin radiated from the curls of her perfectly coiffed hair to the toes of her stylish but reasonably priced boots. Like superman, Vampire Slayer is her Alter-ego, by day she's a wise-cracking C averaging student and by night she's a butt-kicking, wise-cracking champion of all the powers that be. Plus she could do a flips and handstands as though she was twirling a pen, not herself, around. HOLY CRAP SHE'S FREAKING COOL. A pop culture icon all on her own!

Wizard


Once again, I can feel the DUH from a country away. So what if I read Harry Potter huh! At least I have an obsession with something other than my nails! (glares at bimbos out there) haha not like i have nails lah. But anyways, Harry Potter was the turning point for me, I totally fell in love with Hogwarts and everything. I vow, if magic was real, I'd be Hermione's second.

Writer


Er, technically, this isn't crazy, because I'm still harboring the intention of becoming a writer. But now, I wanna become a novelist too. Is that crazy? Hoping too much? I write short stories for friends! But that's about it.

So anyways, hope you enjoyed my little monologue.

By the way, in case some of you don't know, I'm having a birthday thing. *TEEHEE*

- to see the world in a grain of sand -

Oh! No! Results are out!

Alvin Teo, the nene of the century smsed me in the afternoon, totally catching me off guard and cause me to have a near-heart failure.

The results were out.

Why did he have to tell me?! If he didn't tell me, I would have spent my afternoon going out jogging or doing something healthy instead of sitting on my bed poised over my handphone anxiously waiting for the dreaded "R" word.

Enough of the drama.

The results came out. And........ phew, i did okay. I mean, okay for me. I got all Bs and one C+. For an average Singaporean living in Singapore, that's pretty decent! (But if I lived in Australia or America, I'd be dead. I'd be bawling my eyes out wondering what I did to deserve the travesty of the dreaded Bs) So anyways, I made cupcakes in celebration of my oh-so-average results and spent my day moping about why Ikea didn't call me instead. I felt like pulling an Izzy and lying on my bathroom floor. Of course I didn't! I baked instead.

Mini chocolate muffins about the width of a 50 cents coin. So teeny-tinyly cute.I even made icing. Now how much of a home-maker am I?!

Oh but I am depressed. I found out my GPA too. And of course it did improve. By 0.1. Which makes no freaking difference. I'm a 2.59 now.

Don't get me started on why they can't jut round it off to a 2.6. But even if it were a 2.6, my GPA is still pretty crap. You won't see NUS jumping the gun and dragging me into their course. Nooo... Cleo magazine hasn't even replied my email about an internship!

The world is against me.

No wonder I feel so bummed out all the time. Like the world could end.

Jeez. How depressing.

Now if it weren't for Jihan, I'd might have already died. We went exploring Haji Lane and Arab Street and Kampong Glam. It was very fun. We got all sweaty and found a bunch of obscure fun shops. Now if we could just find another place to explore...

But I digress!

I apologise. I shall continue with my complaining.

So NUS will never take me in with my grades, neither will NTU. How will I tell my father? He who has high hopes for me will probably throw a fit that NTU and NUS refuses to take me in. You know, I really regret not studying during my second semester. If I did, my GPA wouldn't have dropped from a 2.8 to a 2.4. Now my future is pretty much set in stone.

The stone of failure.

Oh shoot me! Kill me! Say it isn't so!

You know, in my dream world, where everything's safe and happy: My GPA is a spanking 4.0 and NTU and NUS are vying for me, along with 5 ivy league schools. I'd written a Harry Potter worthy novel and Oprah wanted me on her show. Oh and Kim Kibum and I were dating. and Mitch Hewer was a third wheel.

Oh joy.

But who am I kidding? This is the real world. Life stinks and Dumbledore is gay.

Whatever.

Did I mentioned the Amanda week has gone down the drain and my room is STILL a mess?

- Novel writing, here I come -

The Amanda Week

Well, my room's in shambles, my writing life, a mess, my clothes, overflowing, my books, cracking my shelves, my bags, squashed into a corner. My DVDs and VCDs, they are everywhere, my cellgroup commitments, dead. my hats, piled on one another.

What does this sound like?

A job for... aMANduh! The newest superheroine of her time, aMANduh needs to pick up the pace on her household chores etcetera etcetera.

Thank goodness for aMANduh, her super hot, super cool, super awesome alter-ego Amanda Jayne is on holiday. Best time ever to start!

Hence, the next week will be dedicated to saving the world! (well, just aMANduh's world for the moment)

The schedule:

Monday: VCD and DVD collection
Tuesday: Clothes
Wednesday: Books
Thursday: Cell group cards
Friday: Room clean up!
Saturday: Write
Sunday: SLACK and look for a job

Wow. Isn't that exciting? Give me a whoowhoo!

- baking is next -

FARTING

Clara sorta recently posted a post on farting.

Flatulence, what a fascinating topic, it's like a sacred topic that plebeians violate in public while the upper class violate it in the privacy of their own rooms. How exciting.

I remember there was this one time I was in Australia, and I came across this shirt that had 25 pictures of bums with air puffs emitting from the cheeks. Then they had names to each. There was the Silent But Deadly (household favourite), SkillSaw Fart (it vibrates the farter), Splatter Fart (let's just say air isn't the only thing coming out), Stutter Fart (a butt with a verbal problem!) and a ton more. It was very funny, and strangely, my family and I can remember it up to this very day. *Awww!!*

But whatever your fart preference is, I just want you to know, no one judges you. Even if you choose the sonic boom fart. Sure, it might smell shit (literally), and have strength to light a match, but everyone has to fart sometimes!

Even soap opera people fart! (speaking of soap opera people: they are the most plastic looking people ever! There's this guy in General Hospital who looks like a live-version of Ken, Barbie's ex-boyfriend. How weird is that?!)

Anyways: Check out the video. People farting on national television.



Told you everyone farts!

But yeah, farting totally blows. (harhar, couldn't resist the pun) Can you imagine if you're out on a first date and you're exchanging googly eyes at each other, you think it's just you and him. You lose control of your senses, he sighs and you- "PLLLARRRTT..." You let one rip. In front of him! Oh the pain! The shame! He looks at you grimacing uncomfortably and calls for the bill, while you were still chewing on your Chocolate Mousse! Then never again do you see him. Except for when you accidently bump into him, yet he can't be around you, there's too much bad air surrounding your relationship. (I couldn't resist this pun either!)

But never fear! Farting is for everyone! That situation up there will probably never happen to you.

- blow me down! -

Fashion

I'm sad.

Really sad.

Not because I don't have a boyfriend! Not because Grey's Anatomy has started yet! BUT BECAUSE I CAN'T AFFORD RIVER ISLAND.

I've never wanted to go into the shop because it looks to high-end. I was right. One small step for Singapore's high income people, a giant step for Amanda. I went crazy and decided that maybe just maybe I might be able to afford something there.

Walking in was like walking into Utopia for fashion-wannabes. "Young Folks" (you can click the link to listen) by Peter Bjorn and John was playing! Yes that's right, the very first song from Episode 1 of GOSSIP GIRL! And when I turned my head to the left, there it was, a dress similar to the one that Blake Lively wore to the Teen Choice Awards. It was a rich purple, toga dress. ARGH. How I longed to touch the smooth smooth material that was calling out to me.

But of course, I could never afford it, why tempt myself right? So i made my way to the cottons. They're bound to be cheaper right? Wrong, the first shirt I picked up, cotton, plain, black. It costs 66 dollars. $66!! Who would WANT to buy it?! I could get the same on for 5 dollars at Bedok Interchange.

But then, I found a great outfit there, long sleeve shirt, grey sleeveless top to wear over, and denim shorts. SO NICE. I was tempted to stuff it into my bag and run out of the shop. But no! Because I'm morally upright I walked out sniffing sadly. (haha who am i kidding?) The entire outfit would have cost about 200 bucks.

You can just kill me now.

Why?! WHY DO THEY TORTURE ME SO?! Tempting me with my new fav. television show bits and pieces! Tempting me with pretty pretty clothes that are so so soft and so so pretty.

Another company I like that torture me, Urban Outfitters. Here's the thing, THEY DON'T HAVE ONE IN SINGAPORE. And besides if they had one, I'll never be able to afford anything anyway. I saw this razor-back hoodie that looked so pretty, but they don't ship to Singapore.

No. No. It's okay. I don't need comforting. JUST GET ME TO HARBOURTOWN FOR CHRISTMAS. I love harbourtown, they have topshop clothes for like 5 freaking dollars. SO AWESOME.

And I wanna go buy hats. I seem to have developed a weird obsession with them lately. I have like 4 caps, 2 page boy caps, and I borrowed Nazrin's fedora. It's just so pretty, and it goes with my silver vest. TSK. I wanna get MORE.

ONE DAY RIVER ISLAND! One day I'll walk in and buy a WHOLE outfit! *cue evil laughter* nothing NOTHING will stop me!

- the evils of shopping -

just because I have nothing to say

Lai is taking his driving test tomorrow. (I mean today)

I'm jealous!

Why was I born in October?! Now I gotta wait for about 6 months before I can take my test =( If I had a car... What would I get?

Truth is, I don't know, I'll probably ask one of my car-crazy friends to decide for me and shell out the money that I don't have.

Argh, the holidays make me feel so "nua..." that's the word we use to describe Clara's house. It's very nua.

Nua: Passivity. Feeling very lazy in a cosy way
e.g. "Wah... I wanna go to Clara's house and sleep! It's so nua..."

I like ra's house man. Today I'm gonna spend time there watching really emo flicks. (Cause I'm supposed to bring it there.)

Anyway, it's the month of September! Do you know what this means?

It means all the television shows are coming back! *clapclapclap*

House, Grey's Anatomy, Greek, Gossip Girl, Supernatural, H20, Ugly Betty, Heroes etc etc...

All the wonders of television are coming back and I'm raving about them. YAY Thank God for the holidays, otherwise I won't be able to catch up to them.

- I get incoherent when I'm around you -

I got your number from a chatline....

When you text a person, whom you don't know, in the morning. Don't send this, "Morning dear... :)"

BECAUSE THE SAID PERSON WILL GET THE SHOCK OF HER LIFE AND FREAK OUT!

Yes. *sniff sniff* I woke up to an awful horror staring at me in my face. Though many people might feel joy, feel loved, feel warm and fuzzy inside. I merely feel revulsion, and fear. A whole lot of fear.

I jumped out of bed and texted back. "Who are you?!"

Then stalker boy says, "I got your number from a chatline..."

WHAT THE FUCK!

Thoughts were running in my mind. I was about to faint. Blood started rushing to my head. "Oh no... Oh no..." I scrambled out of bed and started jabbing at my phone like there was no tomorrow.

"WHAT?! What chatline?! I never joined any chatline! No. Seriously. How did u get my number?" I was panicking. Who the hell gets this sorta shit in the MORNING.

I smelled a rat. A BIG STINKING RAT.

I called the dude.

He didn't pick up.

Then he called me back. He introduced himself to me and told me the creepiest line ever in the history of man/womankind: "I just want to get to know you better"

ARGH! Can you say stalker?! I can! With a capital S.C.A.R.Y.

Whatever. I found out. He's a 25 year old male SMRT driver. He speakth the English not so bad.

!!!Evil alert!!! no harm is meant in this statement. I have great respect for people who transport me to places.
HAHA is that why he calls chat lines? Aww...

So in the afternoon I went out with Jihan. Oh joy. Sanity. I was happy. Me. Books. Crazy talk with said bestie. And Beer Battered Fish and Chips too.

Then came the night. Like a creepy skulker, who has done a lot of skulking time, THE MESSAGES CAME BACK!

THE HORROR!

I quacked in my brightly coloured starry, fluffy bedroom slippers. "JIHHAANN!!" I wail to myself. "HELPPP MEE!!" Like she could hear me. She was miles away in stinking Koven - land of the people deprived of Tampines -

This was what he sent: "Btw, do you like to go for a ride wif me tonite?"

WHAT?!



WHAT?!

IN YOUR TRAIN?!

NO I WOULD NOT LIKE THAT! I DON'T KNOW YOU! I'M NOT INTERESTED IN YOU! YOU.... YOU... CREEPY CREEP!

"no thanks." I'm a polite person. Even to creepy people.

After about fifteen minutes.

He did it again.

"Btw, its ok, hmm goin 2sleep later? Dear, u wana noe sumting, u reminds me bout my ex 2years ago, she use to stdy at nyp, ya family matters cause d break up.. Amanda its realy nice 2get noe u"



THE SHOCK. Right now, even dreams about Harry Potter won't help me. It's safe to say, I'll be up the whole night thinking about who's the fool who gave this creep my number.

Once i find out. You watch out. You'll not just get the loud hailer.

Ever seen a panda angry?

It's scary.

- i bought tales of beedle the bard -

Confessions of a K-culture convert.

I would have to say, I never expected the K-wave to be of tidal (HAHA) proportions. I've always thought of it to be a tiny wave. As in it would dry up on the beach.

Rain would die down to a drip and tear-jerking, formula-following K-dramas would get so tiresome aunties would soon turn of the taps.

I was wrong. Somehow, I've been sucked into the whirlpool of K-culture. KimChee! Boybands! Screaming, raging fanboards with hundreds of fans posting pictures and pictures of their idols! Animated icons flashing from every corner of the fanboards!

Someone stop me! But who could resist the face of a 21 year old man who looked like a 15 year old. How pedophilic. No matter how strange and disturbing it sounds, you, like me, will fall under his spell.

Look at that. Look at that and tell me the truth. Can anyone resist the cherubic smile of that man-child? No. No you can't! Once I saw him, once I heard his manly voice I knew! I knew my future was at hand.

I now proudly wear the badge of a K-culture convert!

No. No. You can't change my mind. I've even photoshop-ed my face next to his. (go to nicole's blog. I'm too embarrassed to show it here)

I've tried learning to speak it, to futile attempts. It started with "An nyoung ha seh yo", hello in Korean. (can anyone blame me for not being able to say that?! It's like speaking English without a tongue.) Then thinking that I know more than I actually know I said, "saranghae is sorry!"

Needless to say, my Korean-speaking friend burst out in laughter after staring at me stupidly. "Saranghae" is I love you. and "Myah Neh" is Sorry.

But as I soon found out. It'll be quite impossible to ever visit Kim Kibum. (yes that is his name. His name might sound funny to you! But I bet in some countries, your name means glutinous maximus in their language!) He'll never come to Singapore. I am desolate.

Well friends. If you know me, you can console me by getting me pictures of him. Hopefully, for my birthday. He'll be my present. Yes. Yes. You can mail him to me. Remember to pay for postage!

- pictures of him -


















- Don't judge me. I'm human. I've seen the errors of my K-hating days -

Day Out

*thunder... lightening...*

Friday is coming closer! It means...

FILM EXAM!

*dum dum dum*

I'm too lazy to study. Look, look, it's like midnight, and I'm still up typing rubbish. I even went for sushi today. yumyum

It was at the not-so-obscure 99cents buffet. (see, they scam you into thinking you're paying less then a dollar. When in truth... there's not such thing as 99 cents! It's a freaking dollar!) They had this great curry don... Wah.. the potato chunks..... My mouth is watering again!!!

LOOKS SO GOOD RIGHT! *sigh sigh*

So we grabbed plates and plates of sushi....














But it was really yummy. Look look! I even had a giant coke float. Then Clara ordered Mochi. Oh what she called Mochi. It was these two little black balls. Shaped like those giant round magnetic marbles that rattled when you dropped them on the floor. EW.

So scary...

Then Cass was pushing away the plate with the jellyfish. "Ew. Ew!" Nudge nudge push push... It was very funny. This cute little Levi's wearing cherub started banging his hands on a pillar and Clara decided that she's gonna adopt a child like him. HAHA

He was really adorable. So stylish! Levis... Until... You reach his shoes. He was wearing crocs. IMITATION CROCS! They were mud colour! But he's a small boy. They all get away with wearing crocs.

You know a lot of people wanna adopt kids. Well. Let me tell you this: CANNOT! Gahmen says we have baby shortage! NO BABIES NO SINGAPOREANS COMPRENDE!

Oh, but you know, with no babies, we have expatriate influx. Leaving more ang mors for us to jio! Right?!

Kidding.

No seriously. More ang mors! But who knows maybe all the China people and Indian people will come in again as well (a few more westerners) making it like a "REbirth of a nation!" Whoever's Prime Minister then can become sir Standford Raffles! Ahahahaha...

KIDDING KIDDING! GAAHMEN! PLEASE DON'T SUE ME!

So ANYWAYS. We totally stuffed our faces. And went shopping.

*cue catwalk soundtrack * - Paralyzer would be nice.

At BHG. We just bought Cass's 9.90 shoes! What a bargain. I also want. But I not as stylo as her see. She can like totally carry off 9.90 shoes and make it look like a million bucks. I make a 50 dollar shirt look like a 5 dollar home printed shirt.

Ra found this super cute straw hat thing. Nic was looking at sunnies. Nic decided she wanted to get one cause three of us had them! Haha her's look really nice! You know, out of three of them, in this pic, if i'm not covered by the camera with my eyes behind shades, I'd look positively hideous. My eyeliner decided to cake inbetween my eyelids. SO GROSS.


Aren't the beanies cute! They're Korean. BHG was having a Korean Fair. Not much a fair though. It was just this small cut-off hole with Red Blue and Yellow stuffs. OH! It had a teeny tiny poster of super junior. But KiBum didn't look nice in it, so i didn't steal it. *GIVE ME AN AWARD PLEASE*

*end catwalk soundtrack with a big THE-THUMP*

well, we spent a well used afternoon munching and shopping. Gotta spend time looking at the film books i guess. ARGH.

- dream a little dream of me... -

p.s. MICHAEL PHELPS GOT 8 GOLD MEDALS! *woah.* oh and Singapore's table tennis got Silver! *woot*

sub-conscious: "You are soooo patriotic."

A couple of 15 year olds worth mentioning

For a while back I had a great obsession with the disney princesses.

Not the animated cartoon ones! The tweeny bopper ones. "Best of Both Worlds" couldn't stop ringing in my head, "Cruella DeVille" was on my iPod 24/7 I couldn't stop watching Hannah Montana and Wizards of Waverly Place.

I probably was going through a phase.

The one thing that struck me the most while watching the shows, and tracking them online (I swear! I'm not the only one!) was how mature they were! They dressed like they were 20 something year olds and were total fashionistas.

But now, I'm over Miley Cyrus and Selena Gomez etc etc.

But let me tell you, 15 year olds are growing fast. Faster than an average tween.

Here's a few examples:

Fashion Pirate - Arabelle

here's her description of herself "'I'm a 15 year old super villain. I like to eat brownies in front of starving children, buy capes at the thrift store, and confuse the hell out of people with my internet sarcasm. My current goal in life is to wear Tao CDG and Yohji Yamamoto to the grocery store. I spend my time arguing with my best friends what cities rank as the most Hip(ster) and dancing around to the Smallfaces. Also, I'm in a rap group about Japanese designers and sheep vests with a 12 year old fashion icon. B jealz."

here's a picture she posted on one of her outfits -













Like what the hell right?! I never knew 15 year olds dress like that. T.T When i look at this i think, "God, was I unfashionable then. And now."

Whatever, she knows more about Prada, Gucci, Chanel and Yohji Yamamoto than I know about what courses I'm taking next sem.

Bloody hell. The jealousy I feel. - visit at http://fashionpirates.blogspot.com/

Photographer Model - Zoe

Also a blogger, she's.. If i'm not wrong, close to Arabelle from up there. Just like Arabelle, her fashion style is off the hook babe. Seriously.

Vintage-y stuff. With the added bonus of really well take fashion photographs and model poses. I show you. ->


I like it. Fashion on a toilet bowl. Very appropriate for a fashion-illiterate person like me. (I try! It just never works out well. Basic makeup has me stumped too)


Anyways, Zoe wants to be a model. And let me tell you. She is on her way.

This is what she said about herself that made me laugh, "I am very, very skinny. Almost freakishly skinny. I've been this way almost my entire life. It's in my genes; I have a very fast metabolism. I eat and eat and eat and hardly exercise, and I just stay skinny, underweight, and tall."

teehee

visit her at - http://puzzledxthoughts.blogspot.com/


There's another one. Alyson Stoner. But she's more famous. So no need for a big talk on her. Remember Step Up 1? She was the little girl bopping to Channing Tatum's (hot stuff!) rockabeat hiphop soundtrack. Ha! She showed him! Alyson Stoner, who seems to be going down the same path as ever immortalized 15 year olds Selena Gomez and Miley Cyrus teaches advanced dance classes to people twice her age. How awesome is that?!

Well, she's interesting, very friendly personality. - From what little I can learn from her Youtube account - Speaking of Youtube accounts. Why does everyone seem to have one now? Even Oprah! I wonder when JK Rowling's gonna get her own webpage. Even the QUEEN! In the words of Garene, "so strange."

It gives a peek into the lives of the seemingly pointless drivel-filled tweeny boppers whom many people stalk. (a.k.a. me)

Well, judging from what I watch and what I read on Zoe and Arabelle's blogs, Selena, Demi, Miley, Mandy. You guys are out of your league! The stuff they talk about. Is actually stuff the KNOW. They really like, pay attention to that stuff! Sometime I can't do really well.

Ah well.

- TOLD YOU SO! -