Friday, November 26, 2004


haven't been updating real happenings in my life for a while. Since the last 3 days were quite interesting here it goes.

1. Day everything went wrong (Again!)And i thought that it could only happen to me once.

Went to 909 to join the French girls, initially to watch SATC, but because we ate too long, we missed it. Accomplished taking notes for tommorrow's paper to zap from them, and joined them to go partying.

1st stop: Q-bar
Nice place with ALL girls dressed to kill. Short dress, high heels. And we? Well. Anyway we din go in not because of that, but because we thought it was Ladies Night and it's not. Since we don't wanna pay, we left (and meanwhile, Nicolas lost his phone in the cab)

2nd stop: Middle of nowhere?
It's supposed to be Booze bar we're looking for (and the girls pronounced it as though I thought it was a French word). Anyway we lost our way and the cabbie brought us to Bossy.

3rs stop: Finally at Booze?
But its closed. Shut for renovation.

And in the end? We went back to 909. (Meantime, Rose called the taxi co. to enquire about the phone, and after r3 calls, they still think she's trying to call a cab. When the call of hope came back, they only say 'Madam, your taxi is on standby'. 'Nono, I want to look for a handphone.' '..........*cut off*')

2. Hatyai

Took the train. Bought a top sleeper seat, which means we have a bed. Excited. Never been on a train in Thailand, somemore with bed. Arrived at the train and found seats that are facing each other, like just SEATS.

Distraught us tried to ask everyone, pointing very hard at the word "Upper" in the ticket, and the conductor say yes upper.


Finally we met this friendly Malay Ah-Pek (Bapak) and Rose used her rusty but still understandable Bahasa Indonesia. And finally we realise that the bed will be pulled out from above, and the lower one will be expanded to a bed too.


Embarrassing eh, imagine how we looked with all the hand gestures and that frantic face of being cheated, and alas, realised it was a silly embarrassing mistake. Thanx to being swaku pigs.

P.S. Congrats to bro for being in the top 30 finalist in the Canon Photography competition!

Monday, November 22, 2004

"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up." ~ Pablo Picasso

After a rather miserable paper (hence, we conclude we are not very philosophical), Rose and I headed to our favorite bookshop to buy a lifetime worth of brushes, paints, drawing paper and other what nots. Mind you, we have been quite artistic recently. If only I know how to post up the pictures on the blog (thank you imagestation for no longer hosting), I would have proven my point.

But for now, I can only brag about it.

Anyway, my exchange programme is really coming to an end. A lil' too fast, but because of all the things that I have experienced, I don't mind going home already (as I have probably said 100 times before). Seriously, I have never ever been to hospitals so many times in my life, so many bus rides in my life, so many boat trips in my life, seen so many different beaches in my life, been away from home so long in my life, experience so many different emotions so many times in my life within this 4 months as compared to my other 238 months of my life. Of course there are things which we will say, if we could do it all over again, we wouldn't this and that. But I will still come here, and even though things are as unpleasant as can be, it's probably a learning process for all of us. Too bad we have to learn it the hard way. But the thing is, we learned.

I don't know how things will be when we return, if life goes on as per normal. I still have 1 month and 8 days away from Singapore, and this last 1 month will be yet another form of experience, of which I am praying hard, will not include foul emotions. But then again, quoting a very philosophical idea of Determinism, perhaps all things are predestined.

P.S. SMU starts school on the 4th Jan! WTF!

My first exam taken in Siam

You are Drama.
You are extroverted and like to show off, but can
be very subtle and intelligent when you want.
As an expert at story-telling, you love
attention and have developed the skill of
keeping it.
You get along well with Literature and Film.

What form of art are you?
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It's 15 minutes away. Yet I'm online, doing all things which somehow become real important during the exam period. E.g. checking emails, finding out which of your friends are attached (Friendster), doing quizzes listed in others' blog, finding out that there is no more Oreos in my fridge, choosing the pictures to be printed out, deciding which picture I am to paint next.

It's 12 minutes away. I am going to walk out of this computer lab in 2 minutes and take a very Philosophical exam, of which I have read the readings given, but not attend 3 out of 7 of the lessons. And of which, I have the lecture notes of only 2, so I probably have 2/7 of the chance of scoring.

It's 11 minutes away and I am typing as fast as I can.

It's 10 minutes away, I have to leave now.

I'd be back 3 hours later, and tell you about my paper.

Good luck. (I hope my red undies help)

Thursday, November 11, 2004


Andy said I put on weight from the pictures in Friendster. How am I going to face him in Chiang Mai? Less than 1 month away!


Bye everyone, I'm going to the gym to pump this supersizebody.

Yah lah, I'm this bimbotic. So what?

Wednesday, November 03, 2004

I now have more reasons to go home

To a room which is bigger than my squatters (it's not considered an apartment already), with 3 pillows and a bolster to myself, with pretty bedsheets that I chose myself (of pretty brown to match the brown room), with my new paintings, with playstation at my bedfront, with my whole wardrobe of clothes, with my brand new hammock, my sister, my mother, my father, my brother, my Fe, my darling.

To a room which is on the 3rd floor facing the green space my mummy qigongs every morning. The room my Romeo can climb up one day.

Not here.