What the Modern Woman Wants
By Amanda Chong Wei-Zhen
The old woman sat in the backseat of the magenta convertible as it careened down the highway, clutching tightly to the plastic bag on her lap, afraid it may be kidnapped by the wind. She was not used to such speed, with trembling hands she pulled the seatbelt tighter but was careful not to touch the patent leather seats with her callused fingers, her daughter had warned her not to dirty it, 'Fingerprints show very clearly on white, Ma.'
Her daughter, Bee Choo, was driving and talking on her sleek silver mobile phone using big words the old woman could barely understand. 'Finance' 'Liquidation' 'Assets' 'Investments'... Her voice was crisp and important and had an unfamiliar lilt to it. Her Bee Choo sounded like one of those foreign girls on television. She was speaking in an American accent.
The old lady clucked her tongue in disapproval.
'I absolutely cannot have this. We have to sell!' Her daughter exclaimed agitatedly as she stepped on the accelerator; her perfectly manicured fingernails gripping onto the steering wheel in irritation.
'I can't DEAL with this anymore!' she yelled as she clicked the phone shut and hurled it angrily toward the backseat. The mobile phone hit the old woman on the forehead and nestled soundlessly into her lap.
She calmly picked it up and handed it to her daughter.
'Sorry, Ma,' she said, losing the American pretence and switching to Mandarin. 'I have a big client in America. There have been a lot of problems.'
The old lady nodded knowingly. Her daughter was big and important.
Bee Choo stared at her mother from the rear view window, wondering what she was thinking.
Her mother's wrinkled countenance always carried the same cryptic look.
The phone began to ring again, an artificially cheerful digital tune, which broke the awkward silence.
'Hello, Beatrice! Yes, this is Elaine.' Elaine. The old woman cringed. I didn't name her Elaine.
She remembered her daughter telling her, how an English name was very important for 'networking', Chinese ones being easily forgotten.
'Oh no, I can't see you for lunch today. I have to take the ancient relic to the temple for her weird daily prayer ritual.'
Ancient Relic. The old woman understood perfectly it was referring to her. Her daughter always assumed that her mother's silence meant she did not comprehend.
'Yes, I know! My car seats will be reeking of joss sticks!'
The old woman pursed her lips tightly, her hands gripping her plastic bag in defence.
The car curved smoothly into the temple courtyard. It looked almost garish next to the dull sheen of the ageing temple's roof. The old woman got out of the back seat, and made her unhurried way to the main hall.
Her daughter stepped out of the car in her business suit and stilettos and reapplied her lipstick as she made her brisk way to her mother's side.
'Ma, I'll wait outside. I have an important phone call to make,' she said, not bothering to hide her disgust at the pungent fumes of incense.
The old lady hobbled into the temple hall and lit a joss stick, she knelt down solemnly and whispered her now familiar daily prayer to the Gods.
Thank you God of the Sky, you have given my daughter luck all these years. Everything I prayed for, you have given her. She has everything a young woman in this world could possibly want. She has a big house with a swimming pool, a maid to help her, as she is too clumsy to sew or cook.
Her love life has been blessed; she is engaged to a rich and handsome angmoh man. Her company is now the top financial firm and even men listen to what she says. She lives the perfect life. You have given her everything except happiness. I ask that the gods be merciful to her even if she has lost her roots while reaping the harvest of success.
What you see is not true - she is a filial daughter to me. She gives me a room in her big house and provides well for me. She is rude to me only because I affect her happiness. A young woman does not want to be hindered by her old mother. It is my fault.
The old lady prayed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes. Finally, with her head bowed in reverence she planted the half-burnt joss stick into an urn of smouldering ashes.
She bowed once more.
The old woman had been praying for her daughter for thirty-two years. When her stomach was round like a melon, she came to the temple and prayed that it was a son.
Then the time was ripe and the baby slipped out of her womb, bawling and adorable with fat thighs and pink cheeks, but unmistakably, a girl. Her husband had kicked and punched her for producing a useless baby who could not work or carry the family name.
Still, the woman returned to the temple with her new-born girl tied to her waist in a sarong and prayed that her daughter would grow up and have everything she ever wanted. Her husband left her and she prayed that her daughter would never have to depend on a man.
She prayed every day that her daughter would be a great woman, the woman that she, meek and uneducated, could never become. A woman with nengkan; the ability to do anything she set her mind to A woman who commanded respect in the hearts of men. When she opened her mouth to speak, precious pearls would fall out and men would listen.
She will not be like me, the woman prayed as she watched her daughter grow up and drift away from her, speaking a language she scarcely understood. She watched her daughter transform from a quiet girl, to one who openly defied her, calling her laotu; old-fashioned. She wanted her mother to be 'modern', a word so new there was no Chinese word for it.
Now her daughter was too clever for her and the old woman wondered why she had prayed like that.
The gods had been faithful to her persistent prayer, but the wealth and success that poured forth so richly had buried the girl's roots and now she stood, faceless, with no identity, bound to the soil of her ancestors by only a string of origami banknotes.
Her daughter had forgotten her mother's values. Her wants were so ephemeral; that of a modern woman.
Power, Wealth, access to the best fashion boutiques, and yet her daughter had not found true happiness.
The old woman knew that you could find happiness with much less. When her daughter left the earth everything.
She had would count for nothing. People would look to her legacy and say that she was a great woman, but she would be forgotten once the wind blows over, like the ashes of burnt paper convertibles and mansions.
The old woman wished she could go back and erase all her big hopes and prayers for her daughter; now she had only one want: That her daughter be happy. She looked out of the temple gate. She saw her daughter speaking on the phone, her brow furrowed with anger and worry. Being at the top is not good, the woman thought, there is only one way to go from there - down.
The old woman carefully unfolded the plastic bag and spread out a packet of bee hoon in front of the altar.
Her daughter often mocked her for worshipping porcelain Gods. How could she pray to them so faithfully and expect pieces of ceramic to fly to her aid? But her daughter had her own gods too, idols of wealth, success and power that she was enslaved to and worshipped every day of her life.
Every day was a quest for the idols, and the idols she worshipped counted for nothing in eternity.
All the wants her daughter had would slowly suck the life out of her and leave her, an empty soulless shell at the altar.
The old lady watched her joss tick. The dull heat had left a teetering grey stem that was on the danger of collapsing.
Modern woman nowadays, the old lady sighed in resignation, as she bowed to the east one final time to end her ritual. Modern woman nowadays want so much that they lose their souls and wonder why they cannot find it.
Her joss stick disintegrated into a soft grey powder. She met her daughter outside the temple, the same look of worry and frustration was etched on her daughter's face. An empty expression, as if she was ploughing through the soil of her wants looking for the one thing that would sow the seeds of happiness.
They climbed into the convertible in silence and her daughter drove along the highway, this time not as fast as she had done before.
'Ma,' Bee Choo finally said. 'I don't know how to put this. Mark and I have been talking about it and we plan to move out of the big house. The property market is good now, and we managed to get a buyer willing to pay seven million for it. We decided we'd prefer a cosier penthouse apartment instead. We found a perfect one in Orchard Road . Once we move in to our apartment we plan to get rid of the maid, so we can have more space to ourselves...'
The old woman nodded knowingly.
Bee Choo swallowed hard. 'We'd get someone to come in to do the housework and we can eat out-but once the maid is gone, there won't be anyone to look after you. You will be awfully lonely at home and, besides that, the apartment is rather small. There won't be space. We thought about it for a long time, and we decided the best thing for you is if you moved to a Home. There's one near Hougang-it's a Christian home, a very nice one.'
The old woman did not raise an eyebrow. 'I've been there, the matron is willing to take you in. It's beautiful with gardens and lots of old people to keep you company! I hardly have time for you, you'd be happier there.'
'You'd be happier there, really.' Her daughter repeated as if to affirm herself.
This time the old woman had no plastic bag of food offerings to cling tightly to; she bit her lip and fastened her seat belt, as if it would protect her from a daughter who did not want her anymore. She sunk deep into the leather seat, letting her shoulders sag, and her fingers trace the white seat.
'Ma?' her daughter asked, searching the rear view window for her mother. 'Is everything okay?'
What had to be done, had to be done. 'Yes,' she said firmly, louder than she intended, 'if it will make you happy,' she added more quietly.
'It's for you, Ma! You'll be happier there. You can move there tomorrow, I already got the maid to pack your things.' Elaine said triumphantly, mentally ticking yet another item off her agenda.
'I knew everything would be fine.' Elaine smiled widely; she felt liberated. Perhaps getting rid of her mother would make her happier. She had thought about it. It seemed the only hindrance in her pursuit of happiness. She was happy now. She had everything a modern woman ever wanted; Money, Status, Career, Love, Power and now, Freedom, without her mother and her old-fashioned ways to weigh her down...
Yes, she was free. Her phone buzzed urgently, she picked it up and read the message, still beaming from ear to ear. 'Stocks 10% increase!'
Yes, things were definitely beginning to look up for her...
And while searching for the meaning of life in the luminance of her hand phone screen, the old woman in the backseat became invisible, and she did not see the tears.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
today. a secret for a secret? i'm confused. i really am.
no one can understand. cause its a secret.
'because your intention was good, you wanted to help them, despite the outcome, you cant feel guilty because you've done good. your conscience is clear.'
what if all i wanted was just to help them, but caused much more trouble than expected?
arghh, i just.................oh crappppppp.
the past few days were fun. studying together made everything better.
laughter keeps you going. =)))
and i've been baaaaad recently. walking past ______ and not saying hello. i've been evil. i shall say hi the next time i see her. sorry.
no one can understand. cause its a secret.
'because your intention was good, you wanted to help them, despite the outcome, you cant feel guilty because you've done good. your conscience is clear.'
what if all i wanted was just to help them, but caused much more trouble than expected?
arghh, i just.................oh crappppppp.
the past few days were fun. studying together made everything better.
laughter keeps you going. =)))
and i've been baaaaad recently. walking past ______ and not saying hello. i've been evil. i shall say hi the next time i see her. sorry.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Free Hugs Campaign. (music by Sick Puppies.net album out)
i just viewed a video on izuan's blog. free hugs. it touching i swear.
strangers on the streets who don't know each other, are willing to exchange hugs.
at first, you might feel awkward, as you don't even know that person. but someone out there is willing to give you a hug. just a small action, a hug. bring people from all walks of life together. help to spread the hugs, bring just a little smile to each and every person, and you'll be smiling broadly inside. sometimes hugs help, when someone feels down and no words of consolation helps, try the hug. they might accept it..
spread the hugs. hope you don't mind, izuan.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
small and immature kids. that's us.
and one more thing, i'm starting to feel repugnant towards this blogskin, i swear that i will change it after FYE. this current blogskin is just getting on my nerves. and somemore what about me saying that it was cute in the past. i guess one's mindset changes as time passes.
i will change this blogskin soon. soooooooon..
home is just a place i return to everyday. there's no emotions. nothing at all. i'm not myself at home. it's not that my mummy and daddy are not taking that good a care of me. but its just that, i choose not to show them the real me. i love my parents to a certain extent. but they can never understand how i feel. never.
and i never intended for them to know, and they shouldn't. and so, therefore I AM. and i will be strong, they shall never see the real me. its a secret.
and i never intended for them to know, and they shouldn't. and so, therefore I AM. and i will be strong, they shall never see the real me. its a secret.
i introduced ks to techno dance songs. and he said only emo people listen to them.
i denied, i thought only crazy people like me listen to it. but come to think of it again, i guess he's right.
i feel, these days i'm becoming more and more emotional. sinking deeper and deeper into not depression, but something else. i don't know what. craziness. i want to cry. but not at home. i can't. i miss them so much. thank you sam, for we share the same sentiments. we miss them so much. so so so much. i can never forget. ks said that people will always encounter goodbyes. its true, so many goodbyes. yet this year would be the saddest goodbye. i know it may seem stupid, as parting is just a small part of life. but i can't. i really tried. edna told me to try, as everything is possible. but i can't, i will succumb to the sad emotions in me. i tried so hard already. very hard. maybe after they leave i will be fine already. that will still be a long time from now. i want to just forget. how to? someone tell me what i should do..
i denied, i thought only crazy people like me listen to it. but come to think of it again, i guess he's right.
i feel, these days i'm becoming more and more emotional. sinking deeper and deeper into not depression, but something else. i don't know what. craziness. i want to cry. but not at home. i can't. i miss them so much. thank you sam, for we share the same sentiments. we miss them so much. so so so much. i can never forget. ks said that people will always encounter goodbyes. its true, so many goodbyes. yet this year would be the saddest goodbye. i know it may seem stupid, as parting is just a small part of life. but i can't. i really tried. edna told me to try, as everything is possible. but i can't, i will succumb to the sad emotions in me. i tried so hard already. very hard. maybe after they leave i will be fine already. that will still be a long time from now. i want to just forget. how to? someone tell me what i should do..
Saturday, September 22, 2007
ystd mooncake festival. played basketball with calvin and joel! damn fun but they bullied me. they don't let me have the ball. actually 3/3 is not that bad. but this year's festival isn't like the past 2 years. 2/2, gone..i felt pissed. i don't know for what ever reason. kept trying to shoot the ball. tried so hard to focus. but i just kept missing. got so pissed with the ball. while the rest were happily playing, and while sam was running round and round the school. dripping with sweat and turbulent emotions building up. i returned to rc room. saw xinyu in there. i felt guilty, for asking her to come, and yet she had nothing to do. luckily alex was there, or else she might have been bored to death.
played with cold water afterwards, me and sam. we were dripping wet, but it helped so much to remove all my anger and piss-ness? felt much better after that.
and after the long talk with xinyu and sam, we went to play candles. fire, light, sparks. it was fun. first time with people we didn't really know. but as sam said, yeahh make new friends. in the end, girls had their own time; guys on their own. it was 3 - 3. haha. reached home about 11++. it would be memorable. forever, and a day. in less than 1 month, all will be leaving.
die, emo le. wenjia said that i go graduation assembly to see ppl cry.
'i believe its all planned out!!! if fate really want ppl to meet, no matter how they hide, they'll still meet.'
how true. goodbyes are stupid. damn, and everybody should just not have any close friends, if they need to part one day. i once asked someone how they would feel if years from now, you meet someone you were very close to in the past. but this time, not in school, but when you're all grown up, and have jobs. what would you feel? pretend you didn't see them, just walk past them? or would you exchange hugs, and sit down and chat? i think most people would just walk away. that's the sad part. really sad.
words that you want to say, say it. before its too late. don't wait till there's no more chance, you'll regret. .. ..
played with cold water afterwards, me and sam. we were dripping wet, but it helped so much to remove all my anger and piss-ness? felt much better after that.
and after the long talk with xinyu and sam, we went to play candles. fire, light, sparks. it was fun. first time with people we didn't really know. but as sam said, yeahh make new friends. in the end, girls had their own time; guys on their own. it was 3 - 3. haha. reached home about 11++. it would be memorable. forever, and a day. in less than 1 month, all will be leaving.
die, emo le. wenjia said that i go graduation assembly to see ppl cry.
'i believe its all planned out!!! if fate really want ppl to meet, no matter how they hide, they'll still meet.'
how true. goodbyes are stupid. damn, and everybody should just not have any close friends, if they need to part one day. i once asked someone how they would feel if years from now, you meet someone you were very close to in the past. but this time, not in school, but when you're all grown up, and have jobs. what would you feel? pretend you didn't see them, just walk past them? or would you exchange hugs, and sit down and chat? i think most people would just walk away. that's the sad part. really sad.
words that you want to say, say it. before its too late. don't wait till there's no more chance, you'll regret. .. ..
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
i shall leave all unpleasant thoughts to my bed. flashes occassionally come and go. but other than that, i'm quite fine now.
english portfolio is a killer. i think i have misplaced 1 worksheet. and yes, i have been baaaad. cause i went blog-hopping. ended up at mrs chung's blog. and you know, i find it kinda hilarous yet cute to see a teacher blogging. especially with all those short-form words. they are real funny. i shall give a 'laugh' now. HAHA. i laughed, the first from afternoon till now. a source and form of entertainment and amusement. teacher's should blog more.
and that's all i have to say. few words, short but not sweet. kill my thoughts.
english portfolio is a killer. i think i have misplaced 1 worksheet. and yes, i have been baaaad. cause i went blog-hopping. ended up at mrs chung's blog. and you know, i find it kinda hilarous yet cute to see a teacher blogging. especially with all those short-form words. they are real funny. i shall give a 'laugh' now. HAHA. i laughed, the first from afternoon till now. a source and form of entertainment and amusement. teacher's should blog more.
and that's all i have to say. few words, short but not sweet. kill my thoughts.
i heard, and my legs walked to the rhythm in my mind. just walking forward, to where seemed right. uncontrollable was the word; i wasn't prepared at all.
'if you know you'll easily get affected by others then sometimes its good not to bother. if you want to help others, make sure you are emotionally prepared. if you are also like that, how will others recover from their troubles or fears?'
i guess so, my innermost feelings kept safe from the outside world. for all who was so eager to know, i was not being emo, i was only dazed. the thoughts of the incident which happened earlier on still rushed through my mind, constantly recurring. i can never forget. why am i doing this, or rather why did i do that? why didn't i control my legs, to stop me from walking.
in the end, i ended up in a real daze, shocking everyone because i haven't been in that state for a very very very long time.
and i'm really sorry wenjia, i'm sorry i scared you and dao-ed you. i was the first to give you such a stare and black face huh..i really wanna apologise. and sam, i'm sorry you had to walk around the whole school in search for me. today is just bad. what the hell is wrong with me. your face, your everything. shut myself up. i could never, ever be. i told myself time and again not to bother, but it ain't that easy. it seriously isn't. when it comes to something you really wanna abstain from, but your mind tells you otherwise. its so hard to go the backflow. your mind only tells you to go forward. valves in the mind prevent the backflow of thoughts? there's no such thing by the way. i dislike my stupid reasoning. strong distaste and repugnance.
i shall just TRY to not care. and isolate myself from this alluring yet complex and harshly realistic world. one wrong move you make, you dig your own grave. so i have to question every move that i make, and move along as things, people and the environment changes.
would someone tell me how to move on?
'if you know you'll easily get affected by others then sometimes its good not to bother. if you want to help others, make sure you are emotionally prepared. if you are also like that, how will others recover from their troubles or fears?'
i guess so, my innermost feelings kept safe from the outside world. for all who was so eager to know, i was not being emo, i was only dazed. the thoughts of the incident which happened earlier on still rushed through my mind, constantly recurring. i can never forget. why am i doing this, or rather why did i do that? why didn't i control my legs, to stop me from walking.
in the end, i ended up in a real daze, shocking everyone because i haven't been in that state for a very very very long time.
and i'm really sorry wenjia, i'm sorry i scared you and dao-ed you. i was the first to give you such a stare and black face huh..i really wanna apologise. and sam, i'm sorry you had to walk around the whole school in search for me. today is just bad. what the hell is wrong with me. your face, your everything. shut myself up. i could never, ever be. i told myself time and again not to bother, but it ain't that easy. it seriously isn't. when it comes to something you really wanna abstain from, but your mind tells you otherwise. its so hard to go the backflow. your mind only tells you to go forward. valves in the mind prevent the backflow of thoughts? there's no such thing by the way. i dislike my stupid reasoning. strong distaste and repugnance.
i shall just TRY to not care. and isolate myself from this alluring yet complex and harshly realistic world. one wrong move you make, you dig your own grave. so i have to question every move that i make, and move along as things, people and the environment changes.
would someone tell me how to move on?
today.
it was fine at the beginning. until after school. spent recess with weilin. its been a long time since we did so.
after school met angeline, the tee-shirt woman. making unit tee. i love my unit to bits and pieces. coz everysingle one of them is precious! from sec 1s, to sec 2s, to the ncos. all of you are great. =))
exams coming in less than 2 weeks. everyone is mugging hard. what about me? i don't know. damn myself. i'll box myself la. jiayou ppl.
it was fine at the beginning. until after school. spent recess with weilin. its been a long time since we did so.
after school met angeline, the tee-shirt woman. making unit tee. i love my unit to bits and pieces. coz everysingle one of them is precious! from sec 1s, to sec 2s, to the ncos. all of you are great. =))
exams coming in less than 2 weeks. everyone is mugging hard. what about me? i don't know. damn myself. i'll box myself la. jiayou ppl.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
who's our VI? i really wanna know. i wonder...
end of year chalet okkay. madm joanne requested. i guess if theres a chalet, it would be a noisy one..
i don't want you to go. she got me all emo-ed up. see, its her fault. and i say, don't leave.
we're gonna plan a day to come late together. i wish we could spend the remaining time well. i just wanna keep this in my memory forever. i wanna keep all those names in my memory . never to be forgotten. this last phase..after the Os, it will all be over. for them, it will be a new journey.
invisible, its just a word. do i feel invisible?? do you?? u said no. what you ought to do? i don't know either. we're strangers..that's what you once told me. i understand what u meant. but by doing this, i'm falling deeper. deeper into this bond. when you leave, i'll fall smack down onto the ground. no trees or clouds or stars to catch me when i fall. and then the whole process starts again, whereby you leave, saying you'll nvr forget. and hope things to continue as how it were. saying you hope this whole thing will last..i heard it not only once or twice, but multiple times before. in the end, what happens?? drift further and further away..day by day. what you once promised is gone. i wanna thank you all these times for serving as a motivation for me. i don't know how i have made an impact on you, but i guess you did, on me. maybe just an aquaintance, someone to share my sentiments with, yet it managed to improve. improved to the climax, and then it dropped drastically. how unstable it is. when at times, we get really really upset and hurt by each other, and those little bad 'games' we played. the ignoration when we walk past eaach other. the hide and seeks. the pats. the smiles. its not to be forgotten. to me, i'll remember it, and i hold you to your each and every word. as for you, i don't know. i really don't know what you are thinking. you said you don't trust, and at times i really feel...............last resort. i know to bring this up again is my bad, and i apologise. its not your fault, its just mine. for being an encumberance to you, if i am. but now you understand how i feel? what will we be like in the near future. i don't wish to think. i hope this will last..
end of year chalet okkay. madm joanne requested. i guess if theres a chalet, it would be a noisy one..
i don't want you to go. she got me all emo-ed up. see, its her fault. and i say, don't leave.
we're gonna plan a day to come late together. i wish we could spend the remaining time well. i just wanna keep this in my memory forever. i wanna keep all those names in my memory . never to be forgotten. this last phase..after the Os, it will all be over. for them, it will be a new journey.
invisible, its just a word. do i feel invisible?? do you?? u said no. what you ought to do? i don't know either. we're strangers..that's what you once told me. i understand what u meant. but by doing this, i'm falling deeper. deeper into this bond. when you leave, i'll fall smack down onto the ground. no trees or clouds or stars to catch me when i fall. and then the whole process starts again, whereby you leave, saying you'll nvr forget. and hope things to continue as how it were. saying you hope this whole thing will last..i heard it not only once or twice, but multiple times before. in the end, what happens?? drift further and further away..day by day. what you once promised is gone. i wanna thank you all these times for serving as a motivation for me. i don't know how i have made an impact on you, but i guess you did, on me. maybe just an aquaintance, someone to share my sentiments with, yet it managed to improve. improved to the climax, and then it dropped drastically. how unstable it is. when at times, we get really really upset and hurt by each other, and those little bad 'games' we played. the ignoration when we walk past eaach other. the hide and seeks. the pats. the smiles. its not to be forgotten. to me, i'll remember it, and i hold you to your each and every word. as for you, i don't know. i really don't know what you are thinking. you said you don't trust, and at times i really feel...............last resort. i know to bring this up again is my bad, and i apologise. its not your fault, its just mine. for being an encumberance to you, if i am. but now you understand how i feel? what will we be like in the near future. i don't wish to think. i hope this will last..
back from oa silver. i tell you, this camp really suck. bad bad baddddddd.
we reached there and started off with lessons. knots and lashings, map reading. lunch was outdoor cooking. 2 bricks, 1 zinc sheet, leaves/twigs, 3 matches, 1 match box. 5 packets of instant noodles, 4 eggs, 2 packets of 10 sausages, 1 can of baked beans, 1 can of mushrooms and 1 HUGE packet of VEGGY! so much food can! for FOUR people only leh! but we had a real fun time la. my group was damn hilarious. but we managed to cook finish all the food except veggy before the fire went out. i LOVE my group members! wahahha, they are so cool la. and it was so bonding.
after lunch we pitched tents, i think. hmmm. pitched the 8 men tent. then i forgot got what liao la. i'd got STM, bad bad. i can only remember distinct events. heh. campfire afterwards. planned by the oa gold trainees. i forgot to say that they suck man. ya maybe its their duty to do that, but what right have they to call us CADETS! i punch them in the face then they know la! hello, you aare sergeant, so are we okkay! i box you all la! some of you all even sec 2, and dare call us sec 3s , cadets! what the BIRD! i tell you, not as if any gold trainees would read this, but in oa silver, there are also sec 3 NCOs who hold posts in their schs okkay. maybe ya, even leaders have to learn to take orders, but what gives them the right to call us cadets la! anyway, campfire was !@#$%^&* .nothing one..quite CMI la. that aaron guy and a compassvale girl sang 'breaking free'. i tell you, the guy is BADDDDDD. and i have bad impression of him cause qh said that in ULP, he scolded his own cadetmates, when all those ppl who go for ULP are future HEADs of their sch units! he sing damn out of tune la. and the VIs fu yan them la. and ma'am shu yueh super high and enthu. wahh cannot stand it sia.
after campfire was SAIKANG. bring the metal cupboards and long long long poles from second floor to the first. then OTOT, own time own target. ppl showered, and i had to go re-test. i'm so SAD-ED. ppl don't rub salt into my wound, i'll kill you i tell you. then as i returned, wanting to go back to my tent in the middle of a wet, muddy field at around 1.30am at night, i SAW qianhui walking out. cool right, so coincidental. then i walked with her, and found out that she had some stomach disorder!!!! U KNOW WHY?!! CAUSE SHE ATE THE RAW VEGGY DURING outdoor cooking. sir ambrose put her to it! he dared her, and she bit of the end of a fresh, green veggy. cute right!!! HAHAHA, i had a fine time waiting in the toilet. after we were done, we went back to our tents, and guess what. 2 PEOPLE had entered our tent and slept in our places. me and qh were astonished. some one woke up and told us that their tent no space so they sleep in our tent. so pekchek leh. me and qh went to the canteen. chatted abit about stuffs. apparently we weren't that tired anymore, even though it was 2.15am. and suddenly we heard footsteps, madms and sirs walked down the stairs. and we DIED. no la, just kidding. we kena interrogated. ma'am shu yueh's face turned black as the night sky. me and qh stuttered in our speech. and guess what. she and derek sir woke the whole camp up. all the girls were standing in the field in senang diri position. me and qh saw and together we went, 'oh shit, these ppl are so gonna kill us'
ya, so paiseh when we had to stand out in front of the campers. after that, slept. hot, sticky, flustered, tired. woke up at 5.45. me and qianhui were very very sleepy. refusing to get up, we slept awhile more while our tent mates already went to wash up. lazy right. assembled on time at the canteen. the gold trainees took us as cadets again, i box them la.
went for urban hike. to places like fast ear square, lau pa sat, singapore river, dobhy ghaut, fort canning, chijmes, and alot of other places. my team were great. we chiong-ed all the way. 9 checkpoints to cover to complete the hike. we stopped after the 7 checkpoint to take lunch, all of us were thoroughly exhausted as we had to carry all our barang barang with us. i was carrying 2 bags somemore. the oa gold look down on me somemoe leh. so what if the gold!! carrying 2 bags nia, tiring, but i don't need them to treat me as a weakling. i box them again la! then fighting with DELTA for the first place. we chionged to fortcanning, answered the questions and chiong back to hq. mounting fatigue..yet we still used our put in our last ounce of effort to rush back to hq, trying so hard to beat DELTA. even though winning is not all there is. we managed to find the shorted route back to hq, and emerged the first. sweating and panting like dogs, we dropped to the floor. our hair all wet, eeew. disgusting!!then got auction with all our points. and got debrief. our instructors for the hike were mok qijun sir and derek sir. photo time, and dismissal.
i'll always remember shu yueh madm. for her fierce scolding at night!
and we swear we won't go for oa gold. even if we go, our silver trainees will not be called cadets. we will call them silver trainees!
we reached there and started off with lessons. knots and lashings, map reading. lunch was outdoor cooking. 2 bricks, 1 zinc sheet, leaves/twigs, 3 matches, 1 match box. 5 packets of instant noodles, 4 eggs, 2 packets of 10 sausages, 1 can of baked beans, 1 can of mushrooms and 1 HUGE packet of VEGGY! so much food can! for FOUR people only leh! but we had a real fun time la. my group was damn hilarious. but we managed to cook finish all the food except veggy before the fire went out. i LOVE my group members! wahahha, they are so cool la. and it was so bonding.
after lunch we pitched tents, i think. hmmm. pitched the 8 men tent. then i forgot got what liao la. i'd got STM, bad bad. i can only remember distinct events. heh. campfire afterwards. planned by the oa gold trainees. i forgot to say that they suck man. ya maybe its their duty to do that, but what right have they to call us CADETS! i punch them in the face then they know la! hello, you aare sergeant, so are we okkay! i box you all la! some of you all even sec 2, and dare call us sec 3s , cadets! what the BIRD! i tell you, not as if any gold trainees would read this, but in oa silver, there are also sec 3 NCOs who hold posts in their schs okkay. maybe ya, even leaders have to learn to take orders, but what gives them the right to call us cadets la! anyway, campfire was !@#$%^&* .nothing one..quite CMI la. that aaron guy and a compassvale girl sang 'breaking free'. i tell you, the guy is BADDDDDD. and i have bad impression of him cause qh said that in ULP, he scolded his own cadetmates, when all those ppl who go for ULP are future HEADs of their sch units! he sing damn out of tune la. and the VIs fu yan them la. and ma'am shu yueh super high and enthu. wahh cannot stand it sia.
after campfire was SAIKANG. bring the metal cupboards and long long long poles from second floor to the first. then OTOT, own time own target. ppl showered, and i had to go re-test. i'm so SAD-ED. ppl don't rub salt into my wound, i'll kill you i tell you. then as i returned, wanting to go back to my tent in the middle of a wet, muddy field at around 1.30am at night, i SAW qianhui walking out. cool right, so coincidental. then i walked with her, and found out that she had some stomach disorder!!!! U KNOW WHY?!! CAUSE SHE ATE THE RAW VEGGY DURING outdoor cooking. sir ambrose put her to it! he dared her, and she bit of the end of a fresh, green veggy. cute right!!! HAHAHA, i had a fine time waiting in the toilet. after we were done, we went back to our tents, and guess what. 2 PEOPLE had entered our tent and slept in our places. me and qh were astonished. some one woke up and told us that their tent no space so they sleep in our tent. so pekchek leh. me and qh went to the canteen. chatted abit about stuffs. apparently we weren't that tired anymore, even though it was 2.15am. and suddenly we heard footsteps, madms and sirs walked down the stairs. and we DIED. no la, just kidding. we kena interrogated. ma'am shu yueh's face turned black as the night sky. me and qh stuttered in our speech. and guess what. she and derek sir woke the whole camp up. all the girls were standing in the field in senang diri position. me and qh saw and together we went, 'oh shit, these ppl are so gonna kill us'
ya, so paiseh when we had to stand out in front of the campers. after that, slept. hot, sticky, flustered, tired. woke up at 5.45. me and qianhui were very very sleepy. refusing to get up, we slept awhile more while our tent mates already went to wash up. lazy right. assembled on time at the canteen. the gold trainees took us as cadets again, i box them la.
went for urban hike. to places like fast ear square, lau pa sat, singapore river, dobhy ghaut, fort canning, chijmes, and alot of other places. my team were great. we chiong-ed all the way. 9 checkpoints to cover to complete the hike. we stopped after the 7 checkpoint to take lunch, all of us were thoroughly exhausted as we had to carry all our barang barang with us. i was carrying 2 bags somemore. the oa gold look down on me somemoe leh. so what if the gold!! carrying 2 bags nia, tiring, but i don't need them to treat me as a weakling. i box them again la! then fighting with DELTA for the first place. we chionged to fortcanning, answered the questions and chiong back to hq. mounting fatigue..yet we still used our put in our last ounce of effort to rush back to hq, trying so hard to beat DELTA. even though winning is not all there is. we managed to find the shorted route back to hq, and emerged the first. sweating and panting like dogs, we dropped to the floor. our hair all wet, eeew. disgusting!!then got auction with all our points. and got debrief. our instructors for the hike were mok qijun sir and derek sir. photo time, and dismissal.
i'll always remember shu yueh madm. for her fierce scolding at night!
and we swear we won't go for oa gold. even if we go, our silver trainees will not be called cadets. we will call them silver trainees!
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
you succeeded. i haven't done so in ages, eons maybe. i have learnt to be stronger. but today, what you have said made me reminisce of our past. our shortlived happiness though. even for just awhile. silence between us would even have worked. we could just bask in each other's company, just sitting there. it could be a talk, a chatter, or even silence, or tears. everything would work as long as we had each other. but now, things seemed to have changed. you have changed, my dear. u have your own group, maybe its time we both let go. even though its hard coz i know what exactly you yearn for, and you know me inside out. our thoughts, telepathy you may call it, but its because of all the times we spent together that we know each other like the back of our own hand. but then again, things are changing. we are now lacking in consistency - desultory you may call it.
you asked - is the devil playing with us?
i replied - yeahh.
the devil, why must you come?! we were perfectly fine . yet you had to come along, you devil. i find you pitiable! you have to find targets everytime, and destroy their perfectly insouciant lives! they were free of worry, yet you had to break them up. you are devoid of freshness and originality, as all of us fall prey to your practically predictable little tricks. please don't play such tricks again. as you turn more and more of us into devils just like you!
and don't cry my dear, tears won't help. one day, we'll still have to let go right? even though i know there's no one else like you, and you know that there's no one else like me. we'll be fine. and you'll be okkay.. don't go to the toilet anymore. same bags, same wallets, same handphone pouches don't work anymore. we're just drifted. and i'm trying. we both should? to keep this bond going. it should work.
you asked - is the devil playing with us?
i replied - yeahh.
the devil, why must you come?! we were perfectly fine . yet you had to come along, you devil. i find you pitiable! you have to find targets everytime, and destroy their perfectly insouciant lives! they were free of worry, yet you had to break them up. you are devoid of freshness and originality, as all of us fall prey to your practically predictable little tricks. please don't play such tricks again. as you turn more and more of us into devils just like you!
and don't cry my dear, tears won't help. one day, we'll still have to let go right? even though i know there's no one else like you, and you know that there's no one else like me. we'll be fine. and you'll be okkay.. don't go to the toilet anymore. same bags, same wallets, same handphone pouches don't work anymore. we're just drifted. and i'm trying. we both should? to keep this bond going. it should work.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
school, just seems like a daily routine. without things to spice things up, school and life is boring. while the classrooms opposite ours have been empty for a week and a few days, there's nothing. seems like the emptiness has set in. it will be like this when next year comes. oh well, everything has to come to an end. this is just the beginning of the end. complicated enough?
today, aop. disappointed yet again. only the 2 regulars turned up. grrrr, no doubt i was disappointed, but again i sort of expected it. i should cheer up. as i told myself, 2 pillars will support one roof. =)) the roof won't really fall right?? hmm. hopefully not.
i'm amused by the lanyards in our room. black and red. looks real tempting. i kept bugging the rest that i wanna put it on my uniform. but i don't know how to wear it. according to the rest, you have to use many safety pins to pin it on. people like ncc air top 5 have no problem putting it on, coz they have their seniors to help them. haha. us, again, independence! isn't it 'goooood'? hmm. aren't we used to it already? oh and, exams are really really near. and i'm so like gonna die. i don't know how.
bye people. see ya next time.
p.s i haven't seen them for a very very long time.
today, aop. disappointed yet again. only the 2 regulars turned up. grrrr, no doubt i was disappointed, but again i sort of expected it. i should cheer up. as i told myself, 2 pillars will support one roof. =)) the roof won't really fall right?? hmm. hopefully not.
i'm amused by the lanyards in our room. black and red. looks real tempting. i kept bugging the rest that i wanna put it on my uniform. but i don't know how to wear it. according to the rest, you have to use many safety pins to pin it on. people like ncc air top 5 have no problem putting it on, coz they have their seniors to help them. haha. us, again, independence! isn't it 'goooood'? hmm. aren't we used to it already? oh and, exams are really really near. and i'm so like gonna die. i don't know how.
bye people. see ya next time.
p.s i haven't seen them for a very very long time.
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Saturday, September 08, 2007
first aid across singapore.
arrived to sch, wanted to get evac badge to wear, but there were only 4 left. not enough for the 5 of us who passed, excluding yinyin coz she already got . so sad, me and edna cannot have our badges on full house today. changed into our uniforms and took our clipboards. qh, van, yinyin and edna went to help ms tan. while me and yifang helped to sort the schools out.
XXX sch is damn uncooperative. me and yifang said fuck like dunno how many times la. we so busy yet they don't wanna cooperate. then because of our running here and there, we became smelly and sweaty. then edna spotted my casualty, the one whom i ripped off his shirt during FAC. hehe, poor guy. cannot let him see me, else i die? haha. jkjk. and the worst thing is edna went around and telling others that 'that guy' is my casualty and blah blah.
then waited for everything to settle down, after briefing and all. madm WEISHAN was the head of north district for FAAS or something. initially, we found her familiar but don't know who she was. until she introduced herself as weishan, me and edna de jaw almost dropped. and we went 'OHHHHH'. yifang's reaction was even more OMG when i told her. she practically shouted.
then me and edna brought the links to amk hub, and as it was raining, our boots got soaked. eeew, wet socks and wet boots. helped them at amk hub. giving out collaterals and blah blah. FAAS is ...not fun at all..haha.
after that went back to sch, felt so tired and didn't wanna go for tuition. me and edna kept thinking of reasons to pon. in the end, took bus back home. tuitioned for 2hrs 30 mins. learned chemistry with edna and sam.
holidays are baaaaaaaad. sch's reopening soon. i'm sleepy.
arrived to sch, wanted to get evac badge to wear, but there were only 4 left. not enough for the 5 of us who passed, excluding yinyin coz she already got . so sad, me and edna cannot have our badges on full house today. changed into our uniforms and took our clipboards. qh, van, yinyin and edna went to help ms tan. while me and yifang helped to sort the schools out.
XXX sch is damn uncooperative. me and yifang said fuck like dunno how many times la. we so busy yet they don't wanna cooperate. then because of our running here and there, we became smelly and sweaty. then edna spotted my casualty, the one whom i ripped off his shirt during FAC. hehe, poor guy. cannot let him see me, else i die? haha. jkjk. and the worst thing is edna went around and telling others that 'that guy' is my casualty and blah blah.
then waited for everything to settle down, after briefing and all. madm WEISHAN was the head of north district for FAAS or something. initially, we found her familiar but don't know who she was. until she introduced herself as weishan, me and edna de jaw almost dropped. and we went 'OHHHHH'. yifang's reaction was even more OMG when i told her. she practically shouted.
then me and edna brought the links to amk hub, and as it was raining, our boots got soaked. eeew, wet socks and wet boots. helped them at amk hub. giving out collaterals and blah blah. FAAS is ...not fun at all..haha.
after that went back to sch, felt so tired and didn't wanna go for tuition. me and edna kept thinking of reasons to pon. in the end, took bus back home. tuitioned for 2hrs 30 mins. learned chemistry with edna and sam.
holidays are baaaaaaaad. sch's reopening soon. i'm sleepy.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
yesterday went for civil defence course. took the bus, our unit with northbrooks sec..then we didn't know the way, and foolishly thought that ang jinghan knew the way. he zhuai ma wear ULP shirt. so we followed them..in the end when we realised that we have been taking the bus for a very long time, then decided to ask the bus uncle. and wala, we are like miles away from our destination. nahh not so exaggerated la..but around 10 busstops away..yeahh our destination was yishun industrial park. but we were at admiralty?? yeahh ..and the borthbrookers were also with us. then took 169 in the opp direction, headed towards yishun industrial park. then as soon as we alighted, the jinghan took his unit, and they dashed towards the civil defence headquarters. they looked weird, coz they were in a bunch, and when they ran, they looked like some crazy ppl rushing to meet a celebrity. it was ugly, but maybe they wanted so much to be punctual?? haha. but ya in the end, we ended up running too. -.-
saw a doggy, and we were all frightened, except mendi. who walked so close to the dog as if it were her bestest friend, when i was like oh-my-friggin-god scared out of my wits. the northbrookers were in front of us, and they hao bu rong yi got past that doggy, (seemed like they were afraid of dogs too) and they looked back at us to see if we could get past. then they started running again. like wth. its hilarious i swear. looking at a bunch of ppl running on a big road.. wearing trackpants carrying heavy bags containing writing materials for the course..
and we finally reached the 3rd division SCDF hq or something.
the course was blah blah la..evac and first aid, we know already. even though no harm listening to it once again. but our method different from SCDFs, so uh yeah..didn't manage to absorb anything. crapped with vanessa who was sitting beside me. and somehow i started pulling off everyone's laces. shoe laces. qh, yinyin and edna all fell prey to ME!
then there was this metal wok kinda thing, where the fireman put on a fire. then open extinguishers for ppl who wanna try. and chongxi was the damn brave one to go up first.oh mygod. i have a phobia for fire okkay!!! i seriously don't know how i'm gonna pass my S-P-A. and for the test, it was ohh myyyyyyyyyyy godddddd. the instructor actually told us the answers for the first page. C-C-C-C-A-B-C. as in which instructor will tell cadets taking a test the answer?? then after the test, we were free to go.
the 6 of us NCOs went to swensens . we ate until damn full. nice feeling, i LOVE NCOS o7 !! then vanessa left, while the rest of us walked around northpoint. then took neoprints. so sad that vanessa not there right, else we would have a complete photo! see la, VANESSA CHUA! all ur fault leh. =))
after that went home . bathed then out again. went to support my sis at her junior band festival. cock up la, as in the tickets and the sitting in victoria concert hall. there was not enough seats, and as we went late, we couldn't go in leh. then some of the ppl were angry and demanded to see the organiser. in the end, our amk students had to come out, making space for the other audience. AMKSS is good lo, give up their seats, other schs not gentlemanly enough. =)) the performances was okkay..hmm only the guest band - nyjc concert band did superbly well. if i'm not wrong i saw xue li. then i thought of yifang. =DD
went home, tired. slept. and today there's SANA course.
woke up half dead. didn't wanna get out of bed. dad was nice to fetch me to sengkang mrt. where i met the rest of them. walked to sengkang cc. the instructors were -.-.they were trying to be funny. but apparently they weren't. they showed videos and gave lectures. they even showed a video of caning in prison. which is EEEEEW. a few others and i did not wanna witness that gross scene, and we left the studio. the test was okkay..and tian wei (GB) scored full marks. pro right. hah, and i even saw sarah seo. i dunno if she rmbs me. hah. maybe i changed too much that no one recognises me. primary school, oh mans that seem so far away. so far back into the past. nahh, don't poke that up again. i disliked primary school life. except for redcross in pyps.
then there was role play . it was damn lolololol. nothing one. all the cadets speak so so so so soft. some groups were hilarious. some we -.-. others were just normal. then after prize presentation, we all could leave. and yes, everyone passed the SANA course.
and i'm currently at home, i talked on the phone, viewed others' blogs, blogged, chatted on msn with tons of ppl. yet only touched a tiny winy piece of my homework. i am shit. i still left so many pieces undone. i am so dead.
my rest of the week is fully packed. here goes,
thursday - ug council meeting
friday - trip to little india to experience indian culture, evacuation course by alvin sir
saturday - first aid across singapore(FAAS), tuition
sunday - time for homework!! finally. and tuition again.
i hate my holidays~! that's it. i'm gonna do my homework, bye ppl.
p.s yiling, you little ms piggy!
saw a doggy, and we were all frightened, except mendi. who walked so close to the dog as if it were her bestest friend, when i was like oh-my-friggin-god scared out of my wits. the northbrookers were in front of us, and they hao bu rong yi got past that doggy, (seemed like they were afraid of dogs too) and they looked back at us to see if we could get past. then they started running again. like wth. its hilarious i swear. looking at a bunch of ppl running on a big road.. wearing trackpants carrying heavy bags containing writing materials for the course..
and we finally reached the 3rd division SCDF hq or something.
the course was blah blah la..evac and first aid, we know already. even though no harm listening to it once again. but our method different from SCDFs, so uh yeah..didn't manage to absorb anything. crapped with vanessa who was sitting beside me. and somehow i started pulling off everyone's laces. shoe laces. qh, yinyin and edna all fell prey to ME!
then there was this metal wok kinda thing, where the fireman put on a fire. then open extinguishers for ppl who wanna try. and chongxi was the damn brave one to go up first.oh mygod. i have a phobia for fire okkay!!! i seriously don't know how i'm gonna pass my S-P-A. and for the test, it was ohh myyyyyyyyyyy godddddd. the instructor actually told us the answers for the first page. C-C-C-C-A-B-C. as in which instructor will tell cadets taking a test the answer?? then after the test, we were free to go.
the 6 of us NCOs went to swensens . we ate until damn full. nice feeling, i LOVE NCOS o7 !! then vanessa left, while the rest of us walked around northpoint. then took neoprints. so sad that vanessa not there right, else we would have a complete photo! see la, VANESSA CHUA! all ur fault leh. =))
after that went home . bathed then out again. went to support my sis at her junior band festival. cock up la, as in the tickets and the sitting in victoria concert hall. there was not enough seats, and as we went late, we couldn't go in leh. then some of the ppl were angry and demanded to see the organiser. in the end, our amk students had to come out, making space for the other audience. AMKSS is good lo, give up their seats, other schs not gentlemanly enough. =)) the performances was okkay..hmm only the guest band - nyjc concert band did superbly well. if i'm not wrong i saw xue li. then i thought of yifang. =DD
went home, tired. slept. and today there's SANA course.
woke up half dead. didn't wanna get out of bed. dad was nice to fetch me to sengkang mrt. where i met the rest of them. walked to sengkang cc. the instructors were -.-.they were trying to be funny. but apparently they weren't. they showed videos and gave lectures. they even showed a video of caning in prison. which is EEEEEW. a few others and i did not wanna witness that gross scene, and we left the studio. the test was okkay..and tian wei (GB) scored full marks. pro right. hah, and i even saw sarah seo. i dunno if she rmbs me. hah. maybe i changed too much that no one recognises me. primary school, oh mans that seem so far away. so far back into the past. nahh, don't poke that up again. i disliked primary school life. except for redcross in pyps.
then there was role play . it was damn lolololol. nothing one. all the cadets speak so so so so soft. some groups were hilarious. some we -.-. others were just normal. then after prize presentation, we all could leave. and yes, everyone passed the SANA course.
and i'm currently at home, i talked on the phone, viewed others' blogs, blogged, chatted on msn with tons of ppl. yet only touched a tiny winy piece of my homework. i am shit. i still left so many pieces undone. i am so dead.
my rest of the week is fully packed. here goes,
thursday - ug council meeting
friday - trip to little india to experience indian culture, evacuation course by alvin sir
saturday - first aid across singapore(FAAS), tuition
sunday - time for homework!! finally. and tuition again.
i hate my holidays~! that's it. i'm gonna do my homework, bye ppl.
p.s yiling, you little ms piggy!
Sunday, September 02, 2007
yesterday learnt evac bronze. alvin sir came, and blah blah. learn basic radio com. damn cool leh. but alvin sir said i looked blur blur. i understand hor. and i understand malay. its something about me that not many ppl know. muahhahaha.
after that ate mac, ms chan was nice to bring it for us. and we haven't paid her back yet. =P
then went jurong point. the train ride there was nice, gossiped and talked. the main purpose was to get edna's wallet. using the 15% wallet shop voucher given by the teachers. but in the end, we went walk walk. as in, edna and me; qianhui and yifang. coz they were like in a daze looking at some singing thing happening on the first floor, me and edna wanted to get our watches. so went went around to look. bought our watches finally, its hei bai pei!! =)) she got black and i got white. then went to look for stuff in some sports shop. i saw a skates bag, cool but its $65. wait till i get to go out with my mum then say. haha. looked around somemore until around 4++ 5. ate ice cream!! its been a long time since i ate ice-cream. that feeling of having time to just walk about with ppl and friends is so heavenly.
then mrt-ed home, edna went to tampines. and i felt lonely! HAHA. edna!! ostrich me!! lol, just felt invisible there and then. edna you know it! =)) shh, bu neng shuo de mi mi. then i slept all the way home. it was just silence for me. nvm, maybe i'm used to it. edna, today's just so weird. weird after we bought our watches. . . .
after that ate mac, ms chan was nice to bring it for us. and we haven't paid her back yet. =P
then went jurong point. the train ride there was nice, gossiped and talked. the main purpose was to get edna's wallet. using the 15% wallet shop voucher given by the teachers. but in the end, we went walk walk. as in, edna and me; qianhui and yifang. coz they were like in a daze looking at some singing thing happening on the first floor, me and edna wanted to get our watches. so went went around to look. bought our watches finally, its hei bai pei!! =)) she got black and i got white. then went to look for stuff in some sports shop. i saw a skates bag, cool but its $65. wait till i get to go out with my mum then say. haha. looked around somemore until around 4++ 5. ate ice cream!! its been a long time since i ate ice-cream. that feeling of having time to just walk about with ppl and friends is so heavenly.
then mrt-ed home, edna went to tampines. and i felt lonely! HAHA. edna!! ostrich me!! lol, just felt invisible there and then. edna you know it! =)) shh, bu neng shuo de mi mi. then i slept all the way home. it was just silence for me. nvm, maybe i'm used to it. edna, today's just so weird. weird after we bought our watches. . . .
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