laughs

joke of the day (yest):
shop assistant: hey you look like an american
eddie: !!?

and my (not too fantastic) logic tutor reminds me of wilson from house.

before and after

before and after

okay you cant really see the gradiented cut of my 'after' shot (i tried my very best to photograph that in) but hey. cheryl is a damn good hairstylist (with lotsa patience, i think ma knows what a fussy girl i am with my haircuts) and the best thing is that she did it all with her nail scisscors. yes the tiny scisscors you cut your nails with. i kept asking her if her fingers are cramping and she said no.

so there! im bringing overseas student scrimping habits to a new level.

funny thing is how people dont notice that ive cut my hair though. its quite short now compared to what it was before! tan is the best. asked him whats different about me, and he stared at me for damn long before asking 'erm, something with the hair?'

rushing off to meet eddie now, after going out for three consecutive days (funny thing was i couldnt recall what exactly ive been doing at supper last night to shangjun) but hey its been fun not doing my readings, yet, which i will get to tonight. i will!

life

ive always kept a diaries, travel journals, and scrapbooks of kind. simply because i dont trust my own memory (i dont rem half the names of the people in lse after summer) although i claim to be very good with names and faces. strangely when i leave a place, ie when i left tkgs, i find that i could no longer recall everyone's names; remember the events that happened while i was in tkgs; funny incidents, stories, gossips, all the drama. so i rely on my little memory aids. i guess ive always felt very afraid of not being able to remember things about my life; that my life will simply pass me in a flash and i find that i have lived, but i cant remember for what and how it was.

alas my computer crashed when i went jc and all the camwhore pictures of myself in sec sch is now lost. (thank god, but still). then now, i realised that some of my pictures didnt manage to copy onto my ext hard disk, as a result i have now, once again, lost some snippets of my life to computer virus. sigh, i am truly sad. the funny thing is, the old pictures are all very intact, its the recent ones that i lost. mostly from last year, so i really should try not to lose anymore pictures of my life!

funny things

me, trying to bandage cheryl's finger, but totally missing the spot where the cut is and causing more blood to flow out cos im lk squeezing the finger. you should see it though- the bandage goes on but theres more blood. eeps.

my little nephew, and my aunt's attempts to get him off snacks.
upon hearing the ice cream man's bell- "the ice cream come from china one!"
on peanut butter - "you still dare to eat its from china!"
and now the poor boy doesnt eat either;)

in other news, its been lovely weather today, which is rare in grey london, and i cant wait to hit the markets tmr ;)

first week in school

and its been really alright considering classes havent started yet. nonetheless ive been very happy because i got to watch ingrid michaelson at monto's water rats last night. !!

im rather peeved cos none of the pictures i took did her justice- but i guess its rather hard to capture the kind of charm she had over her audience. haha she cracked alot of jokes and she was cutesy which surprisingly, i found very endearing. now on top of loving her songs, i love her ;)

best moment for me: when she tinkled the opening refrain of 'breakable' on the piano and everyone swooned ;)

after the concert she came out and interacted with us normal people, and in an effort not to lose the opportunity to get close to a star (my virgin experience) i had this chinese man to take my picture with her, which, was a very wrong choice (the chinese man not ingrid) cos you can only see our faces in the picture so im not showing that to anyone. what a waste!

opening acts of the show: i really liked this big curly haired doll called fiona bevan, so much so i even bought her cd after. when she did her bluesy rap thg she reminded me of a female jason mraz; her style was rather happy folksy and (huiije) and i really liked the lyrics.
although there was a swedish guy who had incredibly cool flippish hair which made my heart jump everytime he flicks it;)

so yeah school started well :)

cant wait

for school to start;)

meanwhile ive been:

1. getting a new bed
from this:to
tip: when you can fold your bed into half (ie like my old one) then you know its a really good call to change your bed. anddd you can get fabulous bedsheets from ikea!

2. trying to fix my com. had to reformat my computer because i had a virus/spyware/goodness knows what (thanks again shangjun!). so now everything is fine, but im running without office, jsut for the time being.

3. inspired to be hardworking by ding's (and hc's) notes. so i didnt wait for school to start and i crashed king's public international law lecture today. 9am lecture okay! really good.

4. meeting new people; something which i never thought id do as a third year.

5. freezing my ass off because my radiator isnt really working. london is so cold you cant imagine it was only summer a month back.

and of course i got my new ipod nano (aw shawnie) but i have no songs to add to it, cos i thought 'oh i dont download anw and all the songs are on my cds'. but now its pathetically bare and im quite sad. nvm, hmv having sale.

one more weekend, and school starts. about time!

seasame street

they sing together!


i love her.

but the best:

'doughnuts with a bite out of it looks like C but it doesnt taste as good!
a moon sometimes look lk C but you cant eat that, so...
C is for cookie, and thats good enough for me!'

haha and so i spent the whole afternoon looking at such videos. why cant i just spend life singing, counting and saying the alphabet too!

i adore neil patrick harris

watch the youtube video here!

if you watch 'how i met your mother', or even harold and kumar you will understand why im so thrilled to find him as a fairy. on seasame street. singing about shoes! i do think he's hilarious.

and i so miss seasame street why dont brit kids watch it!?

goodbye backaches

and hello new bed. (lets hope ikea is good). all hail to good night's sleep and sweet dreams.

i have one more year here i dontttt think i should break the new bed. i dont think so. i really hope not.

;)

insomnia

i was tossing and turning and i can hear all the cars driving past outside my house so i decided to give up trying to sleep. okay i shopped on asos, which makes me very guilty but hey i have insomnia! (yes i do need every excuse to shop).

i was surfing for wellington boots and i just saw the most gorgeous pair, (joules, this polka dotted one) but i shall reserve that until i do get a job- another incentive for me to get one real soon- and also for lse to give me my timetable real soon.

i have a half-eaten mooncake on my desk, and a two month-old cereal (which still tastes okay; after eating expired food for 11 weeks in poland i think food as long as its not mouldy or showing obvious signs of decay is fine).

i have not used the skipping rope; nor have i actually woken up early enough to run. i did try to do the yoga poses that the therapist taught us in poland though.

i have been getting backaches ever since i got back, and i seriously think its my unspringy mattress that is giving me the aches. i have half a mind to change it, which i think i will, even though im only going to sleep on it for a year at the most. and btw, another plank on my lousy bed broke again. so not my fault i dont think i gained that much weight...

i have to say, old drama serials do rock. 双天至尊 is such a classic, i can hear my mum screaming in the background 'how can like that one!' 'that doesnt make sense lor!' 'eh i can be the director already'. but its nice seeing singapore, and hearing cheesy chinese lines, and seeing how li nan xing got uglier from his younger self, quite unfortunately. he was quite good looking i dare say. that young, skinny, tanned heroic image which then turned into a shabby goatee slightly out of shape manly self.

life is brutal.

in londoness

so im back in london, and it sure feels strange to be back. it was a hasty departure at the centre even though we knew we would be leaving that day; it was just that the therapist only gave us ten minutes to say goodbyes and pack everything up. of course we took more than ten minutes, but still it felt too short for the 11 weeks of staying together and doing everything together. all the way back to london i felt something missing , and even when i got off at kings cross and i saw the familiar red bricks of the station, i marvelled at the beauty; yet i still did not feel a sense of belonging. london will and forever will be, simply a place that i studied at for three years, and not a place i make my home. that i am ever more certain of.

life at the centre was difficult to say what it was, since i had a good time making merry (as shimmie puts it) with the people there; yet at the same time i struggled against thinking too much about what i am actually doing there. the experience of staying at a halfway house will stay special to me, im sure, as will the friends i make there. there are certain moments at the centre where i felt so inadequate for not being able to do more, but then again there are some moments which i can remember very clearly; moments which i will make sure i remember to remind myself of the relationships i had formed. a guy's confession of insecurity of not having 'anyone in the world for him'; a guy choking up because of a reminder of the countdown to his beloved's visit back to poland; dreams of migrating to other countries, in search for a better life; random hugs; a pink fish eraser. ;)

there were a few moments in the centre where i felt overwhelming emotions- i think its something about the regimental schedule and strictness of the place that makes you want to embrace anything that is in touch with the sentimental side. it was this guy's 18th birthday (which to them is like a 21st) and his family came down and he felt so emotional the whole time he was crying. then we were talking (cos everyone else was working) and he told me that he loves his family alot and he started crying. and i did, too. abit. ;)

as i told eugenia, my life is really too comfortable!

on arrival back to london shimmie and i had woojung, which was too spicy for me. today i spent the whole day unpacking and cleaning up anything and everything in sight. and only first day back in london and im back to my usual diet- noodles, chicken and cherry tomatoes with soy sauce and chilli oil. (i was going to add a smiley but now im not so sure if its something to be smiling about).

im not so sure when school is starting; damn im not so sure i want to find out :) im going to start watching 双天至尊!

still alive,

i have 13 minutes left on my internet, and i decided to stop looking at apps.

quick update: havent seen much of poland, but the countryside (kembliny) where im at is quite pretty; i think if the world ever runs out of fuels and electricity i would gladly live without handphones and internet, for they only serve to complicate life. wouldnt life be wonderful if you get to make everything yourself and just grow corn and ride horses everyday;) watch the beautiful sun set over the lush green fields; sit on swings perched on a big old tree; have big dogs and they get all the space to run around and be dirty; and breathe fresh, clean air.

its a good break away from the hustle and bustle of a city life; its different.

i admit to struggling sometimes at the centre between what i want to do and what i can do. theres only so much i can do as a listener, as a friend, as someone who will eventually leave the place and maybe never come back again. maybe. but i figure that while im there i might as well make the best of it and even if its naivety, so be it.

ive baked twice at the centre already. shimmie and i spent hours doing it and it gets chomped up in minutes. scary;) but at least i get to do something i like;) eat! i feel like all the weight ive lost in the first week upon arriving at the centre has been put back on;( i dont feel it, i SEE it. damn that tummy bulge.

alright, time is running out. till next time;)

i said yes, you look wonderful tonight

it has been a long string of social engagements, and i am feeling pretty exhausted as i type this entry. but yes, summer has been really fun so far and ive been kept very busy even though my one and only partner has left for singapore and hasnt been replying my emails ;)

highlights of my summer since i last updated:

day 3 of wimbledon. got really sunburnt, and i dont think ancic is that hot. i did want to pinch(dont want to use too strong a word) this little kid who kept cheering for him though. i blame it on the scorching sun. and i do think samantha stosur looked absolutely fantastic. i googled her and someone thinks she lesbian (yay!)

hard rock calling, 28th june, hyde park. we were there for close to 8 hours, and the line up for the concert: jason mraz, john mayer, sheryl crow, and eric clapton. lets just say jason mraz should meet me cos i would make a fantastic mrs mraz ( i felt like a silly groupie but i couldnt stop squealing when he was singing, hes simply soo attractive, well, at least, to me). john mayer looks like an ah beng, esp now that i know he dates blonde actresses; sheryl crow has an amazing voice, and eric clapton is simply a legend. my fav moment was when he did 'wonderful tonight' and all the couples around me jsut started dancing. that got me all teary for a good while;) fav line of the concert :(by a band who did the opening act) i'm a receiver, you're a transmitter, so lets communicate. how original! :)
good music, fantastic weather, loved the artistes, lots of improv and jamming, and i couldnt have ended my summer in london with a better way.

leaving for poland in about 30 hours, and i must say i am looking forward to it. the corporate world, or trying to be in the corporate world, can be disillusioning and tiring, and i think i need to rediscover inspiration, again, for living, for passion, and for all the things i believe in. two and a half months is a long time to be away for, so dont miss me too much;)
http://monar.org/englishcooperation.html

heaven

heaven

i keep hearing this version of 'heaven' by a female singer on the radio, but i cant seem to find who she is! i hate it when this happens;( and trust me ive been searching for quite some time already.

battle.

watch and be tickled;)


back from all my holidays, bournemouth was a tad too cold for sunbathing but at least i got to catch sex and the city on big screen (cos tickets were so much cheaper there). i think they kept it very real and thats why i felt so drawn towards the characters, and obviously the clothes were fabulous to watch as well. dont worry, im not going to become brand conscious, just brand aware i guess;)

diets dont work.

just course,

im waiting for people to be ready and so im blogging.
hello hello, back from salzburg-vienna-hungary, and boy was it a really good trip;) im glad i went with the people i did, cos i think i got to know them so much better (trip defied all perceptions i had of them, esp supsup(which i still think is the best nickname i ever came up for anyone, ever)) and i dont think ive ever laughed so hard and talked so much for a very long time already. so thank you all for the wonderful company and lets do this more often ;)
salzburg was undoubtedly very scenic, and i couldnt help breaking out into sound of music everytime i see green rolling hills 'the hillsss are alivveeeee' cos it really is just as it is in the movie. and the trek up to the ice caves and the ice caves itself was just as gorgeous, i cant decide which one was better. the trek up was so misty we were practically walking in the clouds (imagine that), and inside the ice caves it was pretty much a different world. thank goodness we didnt do sound of music tour.
a pity we were all so broke in vienna, although we definitely didnt scrimp on food. but i think i had enough kebabs and macs to last me for a month. and going for mass on sunday was definitely a highlight; i miss classical music hm. ooh and we got to catch euro cup :) and i actually thought ronaldo played really well, although i know im probably gonna get whacked for saying that but hey he IS smooth!
hungary was really pretty. i know the boys were tired but boy did cheryl and i explore alot of it on our last day. we even went to soak ourselves in hot thermal baths which was definitely a luxury(it wasnt even expensive!) and on top of that we got to soak in the glorious sunshine.

;) bournemouth next, and then, results and poland. why must fun end!

whee

at cheryl's house now for a change (yah i know, like a couple right) and ive been walking around the whole of london. ive just come to a sad realisation that there really isnt much to do in london. when i go out i normally get out early and come back early too(hence nightlife in london is not counted), but after two days of hitting the shops and markets we realised we ran out of places to go. but yeah post exams has been great so far and im flying off to austria hungary tmr. weather looks great over there so im pretty excited;)

may's birthday picnic was yesterday and it was fun preparing for it. although it was supposed to be a surprise but i kinda blew it when i sent her the wrong message. but oh wells HAPPY EARLY 21st my dearest friend/choirpok/flattie(pun not intended)
;)

oh and ive been keeping with britain's got talent and i still think this is the funniest thing ive watched in a while

fyi they came in second. george samson the winner is really cute, and i was rooting for andrew johnston but he came in third ;(

one day more!

must get through the next day and last exam and not think about what to wear after exams/where to go shopping/sun sun sun(if it comes out)/where to go eat/what to watch on tv(britain's got talent's finals!)/visiting roshni/austriahugarybournemouth!

so many things to do!
note: i didnt mention running. ;) i still think its too much work as a post-exam activity.

i honestly dont think ive ever been so hyped over post exams before! man the perks of living alone :D no curfew, no one to answer to. gee, rocks! sorry mummy daddy;)

i keep looking back at the old pictures and laughing to myself at how silly we used to look. will post on facebook soon. must show the world how phua's hair used to look like.

exammsss be overrr soonnnn.

grey's anatomy

greys get to me, for some strange, awkward reason. but it does, even though when put next to house it all does seem very frivilous. it'd be cliche to say i can relate to them, because obviously they're a bunch of make-believe doctors who run around having inappropriate moments in the hospital (and the elevator) while all saving lives and touching hearts. but i've definitely felt like ive grown with the characters. so! i do love greys and of course, mcdreamy, very very much.

finally. ;)