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2007-01-05T02:10:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I get tired. And I'm tired of blogging. At least for the near future. Bonne Nuit. *yawns*

2006-12-23T08:20:00.000+08:00

I will walk the walk and keep the faith. Our lifes on earth are short, transient and a test. Will you pass the test?

2006-12-15T02:23:00.000+08:00

These are the pics from the visit a few weeks back from my aunt, uncle, reg and ma'am. and my parents should be in London by tomorrow... YAY!

2006-12-14T08:01:00.000+08:00

Jumpin' jumpin'

Despite disappointment yesterday over a law firm's reply, I am very excited about this Xmas vacation break, which will be my first spent in the UK=). Uni has ended for me and everyone from the flat (except Scott, who is off to Germany) spent some time together having dinner and being stupid afterwards. I think I will miss them tons when they are gone.

I am going to Rome this Sunday with Naeem for a couple of days, hopefully go to Perugia to see Stu and will show Mr. Kapadia around Manchester after we get back. Then, my family will arrive in Manchestahhhhh. woooohoooooooooooo! =D

After which, I will be going to Clare's for a night and spend Xmas day with her and her lovely family who have very kindly invited me over to celebrate this special day with them as they know that my parents would have left Manchester.

I then head to London right after to celebrate my birthday with Hame and my london girlies have promised they will come out ice-skating with us at Sormeset House. I love ice-skating, its the best winter sport ever. Mainly cos skiing isn't the best for someone who has a tiny fear of heights.

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I read the bible this morning, something I haven't done in a while. And I came across this passage which is such an awesome inspiration for me. We can do all things with God, and I just pray that he will be by me this xmas vacation and strengthen my hands.

'But I prayed, "Now strengthen my hands."... So the wall was completed... and the enemies realised that this work had been done with the help of Our God.'
Nehemiah 6

2006-12-11T10:07:00.000+08:00

Have you heard the song Fields of Gold by Sting and Police?

Its one of my favourite songs; and reminds me of one of my favourite books, The Outsiders, which was made into a movie in the early 80s. I'm feeling awfully nostalgic.=P But for now, let me put the song on repeat mode as I sing it over and over again.

Fields of Gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley?
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold

2006-12-04T19:39:00.000+08:00

Photos from the last 1.5 months are posted below. Because Hello! is working. yay=). Unfortunately, I've not got all my pics from Huddersfield yet, will post it when I do get it.

Meanwhile, Happy Advent everyone! and have a brilliant week!!Mwah xxxxxxx

2006-12-04T19:07:00.001+08:00

my girliessss

2006-12-04T19:07:00.000+08:00

hame, me, adina and colin during bry's house party

2006-12-04T19:06:00.000+08:00

house party madness

2006-12-04T19:05:00.001+08:00

my favourite hongkee indian. "HARLO MADAM"

2006-12-04T19:05:00.000+08:00

JJ, me, cindy

2006-12-04T18:40:00.003+08:00

rise and shine........ at night... teeheeeeeeee

2006-12-04T18:40:00.002+08:00

hulme reunion bop

2006-12-04T18:40:00.001+08:00

schpng, me and clare bear

2006-12-04T18:40:00.000+08:00

hellllllo!

2006-12-04T18:39:00.000+08:00

my baby working very hard

2006-12-04T18:38:00.000+08:00

millie and i

2006-12-04T09:13:00.000+08:00

Countdown

25 days, to my birthday, and a celebration of love between two.

2006-12-03T10:11:00.000+08:00

The world is too small...

so you, you and you who have linked me, please do the opposite. Thanks.

2006-11-27T01:12:00.000+08:00

FAMILY

I love family. Relatives from Pittsburgh (US) and Waterford(Ireland) are in town which means so much fun and a familiarity that only comes with family. It also means many many good meals at places I couldn't afford, wine, Magners and Stella, hugs and kisses that I've missed. Unfortunately, it also means me being distracted from work again.

2006-11-21T09:11:00.000+08:00

"Je t'aime, bonne nuit bébé."
"Je t'aime aussi, mon petit fille!"

2006-11-19T05:33:00.000+08:00

Apologies

I have been very busy lately hence the lack of updates. Also, Norton has screwed up my Hello! program, which means I can't upload photos anytime soon. But I'll do that when I'm free and when I solve the problem. Meanwhile, take care everyone.

2006-11-11T03:09:00.000+08:00

The Prayer

I pray you’ll be our eyes
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise
In times when we don’t know
Let this be our prayer
As we go our way
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
To a place where we’ll be safe

La luce che to dai
I pray we’ll find your light
Nel cuore restero
And hold it in our hearts
A ricordarchi che
When stars go out each night
L’eterna stella sei
Nella mia preghiera
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede c’e
When shadows fill our day

Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe.
Sognamo un mondo senza piu violenza
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino
Simbolo di pace e di fraternita
La forza che ci dai

We ask that life be kind
E’il desiderio che
And watch us from above
Ognuno trovi amore
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro a se
Another soul to love

Let this be our prayer
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Just like every child
Needs to find a place,
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe
E la fede che
Hai acceso in noi
Sento che ci salvera

2006-11-06T19:33:00.000+08:00

The death penalty...

was both given out to Saddam Hussein and Took. Two very different acts, in two very different countries, yet both will die the same way. Does the death penalty do justice?

2006-11-03T02:11:00.000+08:00

An random update just to procrastinate from what's waiting

So Sen. John Kerry told group of college students they could either work hard in school or "get stuck in Iraq." How diplomatic huh? Or perphaps that is the wrath dear old Kerry has for the Republicans and especially Bush's "broken policy"? Whatever the case, it made me laugh.

I will be in Huddersfield from tomorrow to Sunday evening. And in one night, I have to pack for the retreat, finalise my moot argument (while my moot parter who i have never seen is in London), come up with a skeleton argument, do my long overdue laundry, cook Nick and Clare dinner (since Nick decided to pop by today of all days), finish an essay which is due tomorrow, stick up posters for a Christian Group I am setting up in my apartments, book flights for Rome and call Lorraine to see if finalise plans for the service on Sunday. We are planning a student service this Sunday all by ourselves so come if your free to show your support! 630pm at St. Peters House!!

I get myself into such things, so I won't complain. In fact, I love my crazy life. I can't imagine living otherwise. Have a good weekend everyone!

2006-11-01T20:26:00.000+08:00

I hate gossip. Its like we are in school all over again, 14, and tearing each other's hair out.

2006-10-31T06:14:00.000+08:00

A day in York

Another collage, bcos I am lazy, I like collages, and I still have not figured out how to work hello! in conjunction with Picasa(Schpng, I am warning you, DO NOT call me useless).

A day was spent in York. Was extremely exhausting considering I didn't get much sleep before. But nevertheless, in good company, and such a lovely place, there was nowhere I had rather been. The city is much small in comparison to Manchester but very picturesque, and shall we say, "less ghetto". It is a city made up of mainly whites of all ages, and it was different to see all these aged people after being in a city full of uni students and young adults. We visited a castle, walked around the city centre, Shambles, a tea shop, walked along the wall, and Yorkminster. And I got a running commentary about the architecture of Yorkminster from Hame(and many more buildings really) while we were there so I dare say I appreciate architecture a lot more now. We also attended the evening service at Yorkminster(Which is the biggest 11th century church in England), which was breathtaking. It is where the romans brought christianity into England and the church was a product of that.

So much history in one city, and in one church, and one day was not enough. I dare say, I will be back.

2006-10-27T08:22:00.000+08:00

I just got back from a gig. And then I realised I am living life like its a holiday. except its really not. someone help me please.

2006-10-25T03:26:00.000+08:00

Essential; Ally's birthday Part II

We celebrated Ally's birthday again by properly going out this time and getting very lashed (with me the exception, but of course). Essential wasn't just any other gay club along canal street, it was also anti-straight, full of drags, half naked men and lesbians. Anti-straight bcos they would kick us out if they spotted any heterosexual couple amongst our group kissing/hugging/holding hands. And the bloody club played cheese the entire night... I was not pleased, but nevertheless had to suck it up (or was told really) for its been ages since all of us have been out together and as the company was brilliant, the night was too.

2006-10-21T01:28:00.000+08:00

Lets say our thanks

Thank you Lord for everything you have blessed me with. I count my blessings each day and I'm so lucky to be a child of God! Life is difficult sometimes; and everything gets so immensely hectic but I wouldn't have it any other way. Lets all smile and count our blessings today =)

2006-10-20T00:52:00.000+08:00

The one about the shumei sandwich

I never realised I missed Graham and James so much till I saw them walking down the street today and they both screamed in unison from 10 metres away : "SHUMEI SANDWICH!!!!!!!!" and immediately the two of them squashed me in a giant hug while the entire world stared, and all of a sudden we were back in Oaklands again, being us.

2006-10-19T13:56:00.000+08:00

It was 5 am and I couldnt sleep so I decided to start writing a post before Pravin came back from clubbing and we were just talking. I felt awful from the dinner at Shere Khan. Made me quite ill. Hence the insomnia and this post.

I celebrated Ally's birthday last night with the rest of the ex- hulme hallers. Was great being together again despite staying in different houses etc. Ally turned 19 yesterday. Shes a lovely half english-half greek girl who stays on the Island of Thessaloniki. Never ever say anything remotely related to greeks/greece. Like "That sounds like greek to me" or "Oh look at you, your such a greek goddess". I should know.

Ally and Giles

Kat, Raman and I

And on Tuesday, I went for the Man United v. Copenhagen FC (3-0) match. It was my third time in Old trafford but my first time watching a game, let alone a champions league game. The atmosphere was awesome and the crowd was just amazing. The songs sung and the chants of the players name were so unreal that it felt wierd to be there. But the Danish people kept their spirits high and kept on cheering despite the evidently one-sided game not in their favour.
hamish and i before the game began
Right b4 the 2nd half started

Half time

I am off to bed. Bon Nuit! Union Libre!!*Hoots*

2006-10-15T18:54:00.000+08:00

14/10/06-One night-a lovely meal; some vintage Arin Tinto 1963 wine; your musky cologne and romance was in the air.

2006-10-12T19:15:00.000+08:00

PERSPECTIVES (photo credits to my old hulme haller mate-Vivienna Birch)

2006-10-11T08:06:00.000+08:00

I speak of........

Overthinking

I overthink things far too much. I analyse everything, possibly even every person i'm in contact with for more than 10 mins a day. One's dress sense, one's level of spoken english, one's demeanour, one's confidence level etc. And then I analyse situations as a whole. Sometimes you'd be shocked if you only knew what went on in my head. But i've pretty much had it, the brain needs a rest, and some peace.

French

People who aren't even bare mediocre in french should not attempt to speak the language, blog in the language, put it up on their msn nicks in the language, say it or name things/events with it. Its a very pretty and romantic language your right, but your definitely spoiling it. I will most definitely hurl if I see someone spoil it again.

God

I love God, I really do. I just wish everyone did, then we wouldn't have so much darned conflicts in this world. And we should all stop speaking evil about people or stop being negative." The good man bring good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart, his mouth speaks" (Luke 6:45) Easier said than done.

And...

if your sad, had a horrid day, or are feeling frustrated at the lack of a love life, I quote my fave phrase from The Object of My Affection and say to you, " Head up, young person!" because there is really no time in this world for you to feel down and be whinging about it.

2006-10-08T04:57:00.000+08:00

Just when the drought looked like it was about to end and rain was about to fall, I started thinking that maybe I was just happy with drought. Because everything sometimes just comes back to one fundamental question, and when the answer is in the negative, nothing seems right.

Feeling: Thoughtful, Speculative

2006-10-04T05:17:00.000+08:00

Darling, your right, the world is falling and I wanna run away with you...

2006-10-03T22:33:00.000+08:00

Some people don't know better and speak before they think. I have been guilty of that. But when someone puts me down for a wrong reason, he will soon realise that only within a matter of two years, before he eats his shoes. So I am angsty, but who can blame me really? I won't say your going down, all I will say is just watch and see what you said won't happen, happen.

2006-10-02T05:03:00.000+08:00

HOUSEWARMING PARTY

Saturday marked our first ever party- our house warming party! Since Scott was at the Bolton v. Liverpool game, Prav at Goo Goo Dolls concert, and Loz was at church, it was pretty much left to me and Clare to clean and set up the place for the party. And so slog away we did. And all the people who mattered to us showed up, and it was a brilliant party! People didn't leave the house till 4 am and all of us made our way down to Sangams after the party for some supper. Met some of my housemate's friends and it was just awesome. Everything is just about coming together=). Below are some of my favourite pictures.

stevo doing the chicken dance
SHUUTUP OWEN!
After the party having pizza at 5 am
2 hannahs,adina, bryanne and i

2006-10-02T04:59:00.000+08:00

2006-09-30T20:16:00.000+08:00

L-O-V-E

On the topic of love, I remembered of a video I saw at Church of Rick and Dick Hoyt- "Team Hoyt" as they are now called. When the computer screen that Rick communicates to his family by which said, ''Dad, when we're running, I feel like I'm not even handicapped", it was the start of a phenomenon no one had ever seen the like of. Watch this video, and be touched of this father's love. Click here.

2006-09-30T19:47:00.000+08:00

Free Hugs Campaign

Juan Mann decided to make people on the streets of Sydney happy, one hug at a time. The City Council has however told him he needs a 25 million AU dollar license. Hence the "Free Hugs Campaign", a petition asking for support from people for his plea to the Council.

One man, many hugs.

Watch his story here.

2006-09-25T18:55:00.000+08:00

Clare, Ben & I at Ben's housewarming

Ten things you do/learn during freshers week

1) oh god, so you are not a fresher anymore; which somewhat means that you are wiser, or else try to seem wiser and dish out advice when needed to freshers who unwittingly trust you, whose hope then crushes when they too realize you don’t know the answer. One fresher girl was really excited to see me as she was lost and asked where she could get her meningitis jab, and i evidently did not know the answer to that one.

2) Move in, which means the incessantly crazy trips to Asda and Argos to get the kettle and the rice, only because you have forgotten to get it the last time you made such a trip.

3) Collect receipts- Just because everything is to be shared among the 5 of us, minus the pickiness of a few of us, which really means tiresome math afterwards.

4) You see things you don’t want to. I shall not elaborate anymore. Let your imagination run wild; and your probably on the right track.

5) House parties, clubbing, shishas and salsa/ girlie night outs- Its as if some of us were deprived of such things the whole of the summer either working really hard, and for some pitiful individuals, studying for the resits- which means LETS BOOGIE.

6) Cooking. I love cooking. I feel so domestic these days, and am almost euphoric when clare tells me : *points at food* “ THIS IS GOOD SHIT!!”

7) You do stupid things, sometimes because your in a bit of a daze, like you’re a bit confused to why your back again. Which is which I totally forgot I had two pillows in my mate’s storage, and now have four pillows since I went to buy two; which is all cool though, it just means I don’t have to give up my pillows when people visit. and lost stuff already. Old habits die hard.

8) Making plans for the rest of the semester which does not involve work- of which include- a)the trip to Italy and Somerset House London for outdoor ice skating during winter , b) Scissorsisters/Little Britain/Russell Peters Live and c) Flat parties.

9) Clean my room. That was hard work. And put up pictures of important people on my wall.

10) But most importantly, one does learn something after a year at uni. And I realized that when I was at the same party, in the same hall bop, with the same person only months later on the dance floor. The art of recognising danger and getting out of situations.

And to end off in Lorraine’s words: “We are no more freshers, we are superior!!!”

2006-09-19T18:32:00.000+08:00

So- I have finally reached Manchester and moved in.

The 1st day saw the adventure with Cornelius which only really came about due both of us being equally blur. So we lugged our luggage thru the trains and the different towns for a few hours before finally going back. Hmm... perphaps it was an unconscious part on us trying to avoid going back?

After that was the arrival of Scott and Clare, which saw more boxes and aching shoulders. but also our first attempts to cook in the flat. I made a mean Salmon Penne with Hollandaise sauce, which i was quite proud of and Scott made Vegetable Tikka Masala and Clare........ well, did nothing. And our crazy 4 hour ASDA shopping trip where we bought the world and brought it all back in a maxi cab!

But besides that.......I still have no hangers. Which seems to be sold out everywhere. So my room is still a tip, I was given a comic gift from some mates called "Grow a boyfriend" and my goose-feathered pillows and duvet smells very much of the animal. Lets just hope it gets better.

2006-09-13T16:12:00.000+08:00

SUMMER

Summer came and went, my eyes were half shut, and i missed most of it.
Alors, I guess I'll just see you next year..... or whenever.

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Talk by Coldplay

Oh brother I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you, cause I don't know what to do
Oh brother I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you
Oh I wanna talk to you
You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done

Are you lost or incomplete?
Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?
Tell me how do you feel?
Well I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak
And they're talking it to me

So you take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or a write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
Do something that's never been done

So you don't know were you're going, and you wanna talk
And you feel like you're going where you've been before
You tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored
Nothing's really making any sense at all
Let's talk, let's ta-a-alk
Let's talk, let's ta-a-alk

2006-09-06T16:34:00.000+08:00

The cross-continent planning of the Italy trip has begun!La Dolce Vita babyyyyyyyyy...

2006-09-04T09:53:00.000+08:00

A number of pertinent questions, and all I can do is wait for the answers now

2006-09-01T15:32:00.000+08:00

Lalala

Since it seems I am utterly bored (yes, again), I shall write about a few very random but slightly interesting things that is hopefully worthwhile reading, albeit my conversations have seemingly become... less interesting. Just like how the NS boys always revert to talking of their days in NS, I find my conversations surrounding work, more work, and how tired I am, mostly because of.... let me see... work.

The last week has been spent having meals with people. The monotony of this irks me sometimes, especially when your so tired, and you know your only having dinner/lunch with this person is because you won't be seeing this person in possibly a year and will miss them terribly within two months skyping with them way too much, or its a mere obligation. Hence, the sheer, but the oh so significant difference between a friend and an acquaintance.

One meal I really enjoyed was lunch yesterday with my dad and his brokers at Ban Xian Dining Room in The Tower Club, Singapore's most exclusive private business club. It was slightly pretentious, and I felt awfully young and out of place as everyone seemed to be in theirs 30s, 40s, 50s etc. The food(cantonese) was however, exquisite, and everything was served with the Versace Le Jardin China Bone range, which i won't be using in the near future, especially with my departure to my ghetto neighbourhood in Manchester in 2 weeks.

Yesterday was also the last day of work of my attachee friends at my previous firm, a night of good company and much needed talk. A detour after dinner to a wierd old(like 100 yrs at least) house which doubled as a bar freaked most of us out, then to Bar stop, on Kiliney rd, which was quite nice and then some of us headed off to MOS.

Speaking of company, today will be the very last day I will have company in this firm as dearest old mark is leaving. Which means I will have no one to share my workload with, whine constantly to, or jest away the entire day.

But now, all I can say is, TGIF!=)

2006-08-28T10:08:00.000+08:00

I've been extremely busy which is the sole reason for the lack of posts. Its the time of the year which I always dread. The crazy number of people I have to meet in a short period of time as well as having to stay home and spend time with the folks is especially difficult on my part due to the already large portion of my day spend working... which makes me extremely grumpy and worn out.

I believe I sometimes get into such situations; even my dad feels the same way; saying yes to everyone and never learning my lesson. But then, I always say, I have enough time to sleep and have time to myself in Manchester. or so I hope.

and its a matter of less than 3 weeks; when I say my goodbyes again.

2006-08-19T01:42:00.000+08:00

A day of firsts

1) Today was the last day of my first ever job. and hence my first ever pay cheque, which made me very excited, albeit the very pathetic amount for 3 weeks of work.

2) A day of much needed reckoning- by the words of a Jimmy Mutebi. Thank you.

and.........

3) A day of spiritual awakening and healing. and belief , something that cannot be underestimated. Because there is always a reason. And John1:16 says that we have received from His fullness of grace! we have.

(Bambi, think very hard and please consider what I said to you. and give it just one more shot, that's all I'm asking for.)

2006-08-16T09:22:00.001+08:00

Having no wireless at home anymore may be a good thing cos computers are bad and its time for my reunion with the bed. OH yeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.

2006-08-11T09:55:00.000+08:00

"Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit,
but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves; do not merely look out for your own personal interests,
but also look for the interest of others."

Phillipians 2:3-4

2006-08-11T00:45:00.000+08:00

Years may have passed and we may have changed, but it took one night for history to repeat itself.

2006-08-09T00:37:00.000+08:00

Happy birthday James and Clare!! Love you guys both =)See you soon!!

2006-08-08T21:06:00.000+08:00

Home?

Im sitting in my room in office at 1 Marine Boulevard, looking out of the window. Fireworks are going off; cars honk; people squeal with delight, because to most who are Singaporean or were born in Singapore, tomorrow is not just any other day. Its 9th of August, the nation's birthday.

While some lawyers and i were talking over dinner about national day and the several patriotic songs, we agreed that "Home" by Mavis was very emotive and many people liked it.

I couldn't help thinking if I truly considered Sinagpore my home. I thought of Saturday, where I was at the evening service, there was a special service on National Day where everyone prayed for the nation and sang the national anthem, believe it or not. There was a screen to the left and to the right displaying the Majulah Singapura lyrics. To my utmost horror, I couldn't remember most of the lyrics and I was one of the only few in the crowd who had their heads upturned to look at the lyrics. The other few were obviously not Singaporean. And for that moment, I just felt a sadness, that I didn't feel Singaporean.

2006-08-06T02:06:00.000+08:00

This week in perspective

While Mel Gibson was caught for drunk driving, then calling the female officer “sugar tits”, before embarking on a furious anti-Jewish rant which has since provoked the ire of Hollywood,
Fidel Castro, the long-standing Cuban leader has temporarily ceded power to his brother because of very poor health though im sure he will take this in his stride. ( During leadership of Cuba, there has been a total of 638 failed attempts on Castro’s life, ranging from exploding cigars and molluscs to poisoned handkerchiefs.)

Meanwhile, our favourite PM Tony Blair came in for torrential criticism from the media for spending the weekend in Cali and hooking up with Snoop Doggy Dogg, and the results of his foreign policy quite literally exploded. To top off a withering week, Paris Hilton still doesn’t know who he is. Très bien!

Last but definitely not least, I had a very interesting week as an attachee at A&G- meetings with my mentor, drafted advice, did tons of research which was not neccessarily always fruitful, had posh lunches which were billed to the company, and tried my very best not to be an utter failure in the office. Hmm, its probably way too early for me to judge whether I'm suited for the practice of a large international law firm but i am very sure i'd get so sick of the power suits. The amusement wears out quick no matter how many different shirts, skirts and trousers you rotate with all sort of colour combinations.

Mai Ouis. Box shaped watermelons have made their way to the UK I hear.

Au revoir, tout le monde! À bientôt!

(Apologies for using french at very random bits, I'm still slightly enthusiastic about the language)

2006-08-06T01:26:00.000+08:00

I sat deep in thought, oblivious to the world. The glass tipped over and the wine trinkled down, and I was back there again.

2006-08-05T00:25:00.000+08:00

I have sung and cried,
Down the stone cold shiny marble floor.
My heels gave off resounding clicks,
Shoulders slouched,
I walked ever so slowly
like the day had gone.
Words and Actions both alike,
showed me only one thing.
Its never enough.
I thought of J.D. from scrubs; I thought of Van Wilder.
Was I just like them; always fearing what comes next.
It is 22:00, and there's no one in sight;
yet I'm still there; hoping that maybe, oh, just maybe that I'll do it right.
Or I'll sing and cry again.

2006-08-03T09:19:00.000+08:00

OHHHHH ahhhh im in shock; i just found out that my mentor viewed my profile on friendster! and my brother too! and i have all these pics of me at amsterdam coffeeshops and what not....... so i guess he knows more about me than my membership in the cheese and wine society then ( he read my CV and asked me about it ) :/...........

2006-08-03T00:09:00.000+08:00

" Wake up, O sleeper,
rise from the dead,
and Christ will shine on you."

2006-08-02T23:21:00.000+08:00

Doolin-Dalton- The Eagles

They were duelin', Doolin-Dalton
High or low, it was the same
Easy money and faithless women
Red-eye whiskey for the pain

Go down, Bill Dalton, it must be God's will,
Two brothers lyin' dead in Coffeyville
Two voices call to you from where they stood
Lay down your law books now
They're no damn good
Better keep on movin', Doolin-Dalton
'Til your shadow sets you free
If you're fast, and if you're lucky
You will never see that hangin' tree

Well, the towns lay out across the dusty plains
Like graveyards filled with tombstones, waitin' for the names
And a man could use his back, or use his brains
But some just went stir crazy, Lord, 'cause nothin' ever changed
'Til Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton
He was workin' cheap, just bidin' time
Then he laughed and said,"I'm goin,"
And so he left that peaceful life behind Mm...

2006-08-01T22:16:00.000+08:00

1st day of work

Work I did (Time: 2.5 hrs)-

researched what was comfort letters, even though i already knew what they were since my dad rants about them to me a lot.

photocopied notes about comfort letters

read the case i was working on

Things I did that wasn't work (Time :5 hours)-

Intern Orientation

Pretending to be demure and well-mannered in front of my mentor (who is super intimidating and crazy quiet who breathes down my neck)

Pretending to be reading something very intriguing on my pc screen as my mentor sits one metre away facing me directly

Draw a mindmap of the case(now now wait, that's sorta work isn't it hehe.... hmm)

Bump into interns and make aimless small talk

Start talking to random people i don't know in the library who looked like interns ( and were interns)

Help Brandon(intern from liverpool) with his work

Make tea (twice)

Check facebook and email (twice)

Look into the firm's directory and realise there are definitely more hot lady lawyers then men in A&G

AND of course.... walk past my brother's room a million times and grin evilly cos he had to do real work

UGH lets just hope tomorrow will be more fruitful

2006-07-31T00:10:00.000+08:00

Fun fun fun

And because I am such a lovely person, I am sitting here past midnight supposedly polishing my best friend's misrep essay, but instead, im rewriting it. ohhh hello again my darling hedley bryne its been a while my old friend =)

2006-07-30T20:31:00.000+08:00

"Mr Straw, now Leader of the House, told Muslim community leaders in his Blackburn constituency: "If you want Hezbollah, go for Hezbollah, not the whole Lebanese nation."
He added in a statement: "Disproportionate action only escalates an already dangerous situation. "

You go Jack Straw; about time someone stood up for proportionality! =)

2006-07-30T20:05:00.000+08:00

CHOICES

It’s been a while.
No, I lie, it’s never been.
My ambivalent fears, my salient tears
Hidden away
From the world and you
My hand quivering, I write to reveal
I have watched you
In silent reverie
Hopes and dreams we may have shared
And your fears, never mine
But now I lay here broken
And all I can hope is for is… some reaffirmation.

2006-07-28T03:56:00.001+08:00

I want to hold out the word of life; just so that one day I may boast that I did not run or labour for nothing; on the day of coming.

2006-07-27T19:29:00.000+08:00

Today, I smiled again, only because I've finally come to terms with everything. And I'm glad. =)

2006-07-24T03:17:00.000+08:00

News of the day (sorry folks, something about british politics today as I have had it with SIngapore politics)

1) Prescott vows to stay in job
http://news.uk.msn.com/Article.aspx?cp-documentid=689785

So he owned up he got the cowboy suit; what has this to do with the doctrine of ministerial responsibility and his job in New Labour? And honestly folks, quit it about the affair with the secretary, his wife has already left him. Everyone deserves a second chance.

2) Someone had an emotional night and bawled her eyes out

My word. And I never cry unless its a big sappy movie or something major happened. Ah well, nothing happened. But everyone out there should love the people around them more. You never know what could happen tomorrow.

3) I miss my ex-hallmates Graham & James =(

An extract of a msn conversation I had with Graham:

Shu says: How are you and what you been up to today?

Graham says: ive been great ive been writing songs and sculting my upper body with exercise.

Shu says: ahhh, cooool! Do you have your lyrics with you?? Pray send!

Graham says:no

Graham says: i wrote them on my arms and rubbed them off, it was an artistic statement about the fleeting nature of art itself

Shu: Reallllllllly??!

Graham: No, not really.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ah how i miss him and his sense of humour (which usually involves taking the p**s out of me) that only James and I get and all the times that we have dvd all-nighters and cook noodles ( and i drank the soup in the cup noodles and they both stared at me like im such a dumb a** cos they think its the water used in cooking the noodles and not actually soup so they always ask whether i had noodles and whether it had soup and eversince then im noodle queen) and drink cheap lidl vodka. And who can forget the time when I walked into my room at 3 am half asleep and half lashed only for them to pounce out from my closet together and making me jump that I hit my head against the ceiling. Hmm, and I wonder what next year will be like if I had agreed to stay with both of them. Too much fun?

2006-07-24T03:09:00.000+08:00

above: graham wearing women's primani shades; below: james wearing my glassses. hahaha see what i mean.
the only photo of 3 of us looking at the cam and we have to look lashed

my fave superstar dj =)

2006-07-22T20:32:00.000+08:00

A dear friend of mine, James Galloway, aka DJ James G has came up with a new track. Its called Chill Factor 9. Have a listen to it at http://www.myspace.com/djjamesg . Hope you love it like i did ;)

Meanwhile, the cows have been mooing; now moo with me!

2006-07-22T00:20:00.000+08:00

They know, they always do. How is this going to be any different?

2006-07-21T03:20:00.000+08:00

The world is full of deceit and hypocrisy.

But it was a night laden with Chivas and Truth.

2006-07-15T23:49:00.000+08:00

Today is a new beginning, the beginning that I've been waiting for a long long while. Someone( you know who you are)today made me realise how lucky I am, how fortunate I am and how I must keep the faith even though I sometimes feel hopeless. I have so much to offer the world, and from today on, I shall:

1)Count my blessings and praise the Lord always.
2) Try to stop swearing seriously. (DO NOT roll your eyes)
3) Be nice to everyone, from the cleaner on the street to someone who I may not neccessarily like because everyone deserves a chance, sometimes even a second one.
4) Continue to remind myself what I need to be in order to be glorious in His name.
5) Encourage, trust and embrace the world, life and its people not with a love that is worldly but in God's love.
6) And always always remember that God made us simple creatures to love him as we love one another but the world has made Man complex, cunning and deceitful creatures, which is not in our nature.

And because I am feeling very blessed, let me post a picture of my family who I love so very much, even though I sometimes don't show it.

the family:)

2006-07-12T15:44:00.000+08:00

So while I was in phuket splurging on everything from golf to massages, Kenneth Lay passed away while on holiday in a resort in Colorado while he was waiting for his time in jail. Of a heart attack. And for those of you who don't know who Kenneth Lay is, he is ex-Ceo of Enron Corp, and if you don't know what happened to Enron, go google it. Or Wiki it, as these days Wikipedia seems to be getting more popular than google. Which is according to many, a real let off the hook, since one would suffer say a few minutes to a few hours for a heart attack and he was facing 20ish years in jail. hmmmmmmm.
um my brother had crossed the finish line ages ago.
80% accuracy- ie: don't mess
naked kids run wild
Krabi Island

2006-07-05T22:22:00.000+08:00

After spending two days showing round the dutch folks in town most of Singapore, I feel queasy after all that food, proud of my home, but so full of fatigue its so not funny, but i'll be off to thailand to spend a bit of quality time with the family and myself. Au Revoir y'all! Will miss you all im sure! XxXxXxXxXxX

ONE MORE THING

Singapore needs to change, not continue repression

Spotted on Singapore Democratic PartyArthur WaldronProvidence Journal (26 Mar 06)Philadelphia5 Jul 06

The Government of Singapore, it appears, is intent on burning the bridges that should lead to their country's future. What other conclusion can one draw from the trial of Dr. Chee Soon Juan, a leader of the island's determined but absolutely peaceful and law-abiding democratic movement?Singapore is one of my favorite countries, and as an American, I do not take sides about its internal affairs. But I did happen to hear Dr. Chee speak last year, at a democracy conference in Taiwan, and to meet him. The talent scout in me was deeply impressed.Hearing him, I could not help thinking that this man would be the first prime minister of a politically mature Singapore to be chosen in a fully democratic election.Dr. Chee speaks brilliantly, with great clarity and simplicity, and formidable intellectual and moral power. He is certainly up to the high standard set by the great founding fathers of today's Singapore, including David Marshall and Lee Kwan-yew, whom ordinary people packed the parliamentary galleries to hear, back when debate was more common in that country.No doubt exists in my mind that in an open televised discussion Dr. Chee would verbally dice and mince any member of the current Singapore government. They were once razor sharp and quick on their feet, but decades of power and privilege have dulled them.Now Dr. Chee is caught in the coils of the sadly familiar Singaporean political repression by means of the courts. Found guilty of various technical violations and saddled with fines he cannot pay, he is now bankrupt -- and thus, conveniently, ineligible to run for office. This time he may be imprisoned.But at age 42, he can afford some time. Dr. Chee is as fully prepared for imprisonment as was Jawaharlal Nehru in British India 70 years ago. He will make good use of the time.At some point he will be released and, sooner or later, Singapore will begin to change. Ideas will be needed about how to make those changes.A generation ago, the People's Action Party led change and dealt with setbacks brilliantly, making a territory that had seemed doomed -- poor, ethnically divided, without employment, and viewed with hostility by its neighbors -- into one of the most prosperous and well-administered of countries.Sadly, that momentum now seems to have been lost. The man who did so much to rescue the territory and transform it, Lee Kwan-yew, is now in his 80s, but still dominating the island's politics and showing no sign of genuine retirement. Once a powerful advocate of democracy, he has more recently tended to take the side of authoritarian rule.Thirty years ago, Lee looked set for real greatness. And he could have achieved it if he had used his time in the power he had earned to create an institutional system for Singapore that would survive him. This he never did. Today his vision for the future seems to be limited to turning over politics to his son and management of the island's vast government assets to his daughter-in-law.The task of creating a Singapore run by laws and institutions, rather than by a family and its associates, Mr. Lee has bequeathed to his successors.That is why Dr. Chee is so important. Lee Kwan-yew's generation is exhausted; having realized one vision, it is not capable of producing another.Dr. Chee's trial testifies to this. If those leaders still had the vigor and intellect of their early years, they would be debating Dr. Chee in public or parliament -- trading argument for argument fearlessly in front of their fellow citizens, confident that their ideas would prevail. Instead, these once formidable parliamentarians are seeking to disqualify and silence Dr. Chee without ever facing what he has to say.This will not work. Singapore has transformed itself economically, socially and intellectually since the days when the People's Action Party pulled it back from the brink of the abyss of wretched poverty and ethnic conflict. The challenge now is almost the opposite: to create political institutions and politics appropriate to one of the wealthiest, best-educated and most sophisticated populations in the world.Doing this will mean involving the population directly in ruling itself, far more than is the case today. The state media monopolies will have to be dismantled, the gerrymandered electoral system rectified, political speech encouraged, and parliamentary debate revived from its decades-long slumber.The People's Action Party of Mr. Lee may surprise us all by rising to these challenges, as it did to face comparably complex difficulties early in its career. But even should it do so, one doubts that a future of unbroken domination by that party would be either feasible or good for Singapore.Changes have to be made, and will be. The only question is when and by whom? Debating with Dr. Chee Soon Juan, instead of dragging him through the courts, would be a good, not to mention a wise, initial change.

Arthur Waldron is the Lauder Professor of International Relations at the University of Pennsylvania and a regular visitor to Singapore.

2006-07-04T00:59:00.000+08:00

Serena Williams: You Go Girl: Why Chris Evert Is Right On The Mark

...However, being a huge tennis follower, I was intrigued and delighted by the fact that former tennis great, Chris Evert, now the publisher of Tennis Magazine, called out current player, Serena Williams on her lack of commitment to the sport that has allowed her to make millions of dollars and open numerous doors that have, in turn, allowed Williams to pursue various other ventures that have absolutely nothing at all to do with tennis.

Ironically, recently a column titled, “The greatest female athletes of all-time,” one of the things written about Williams, and the reason her sister Venus ranked higher, was the fact that as talented as Williams was, she seemed to take her incredible athletic gifts for granted...

Whatever the case, I thoroughly enjoyed reading Evert’s comments and had to agree with every single point that she made in her public plea to the gifted athlete...
Now, let me say that, this letter from Evert to Williams is, not only dead on, but eloquent as well. Evert didn’t try to force her views on Williams – on anyone else for that matter – she simply stated the truth. To be totally honest, I am absolutely surprised that someone hasn’t said as much to Williams already. Then again, nothing surprises me these days.
I mean, has there ever been a time when so many world class athletes wanted to try their respective hands at something else? Roy Jones wanted to be a basketball player and now Serena wants to become either, the next Donna Karan or Madonna, take your choice. I guess LeBron James will want to try his hand at synchronized swimming next.

All jokes aside, I have to say that every point Evert made in her almost pleading letter, was, once again, right on the mark. It’s probably not even close. Williams is so powerful and athletically gifted, that she could probably beat half of the men who compete on the men’s tour.
Think about it. Has there ever been a female tennis player as athletically gifted as Williams? Unequivocally not! As Evert so poignantly pointed out, it was only a couple of years ago that Williams appeared as if she would shatter every single female tennis record ever. However, as Evert also noted, since that time, Williams has appeared both, uninterested and unprofessional.
Once again, Evert is right on the mark when she says that if Williams were to dedicate herself solely to tennis for the next five years, she could firmly establish herself as the greatest female tennis player of all-time.

At 24 years of age, that would make Williams only 29 if she decided to hang up her racket at that time. If she won two Grand Slam titles per year until that time, Williams would have a staggering total of 17, with a few more years to spare if she wanted.
Now before I close out this column, let me add that it is one thing to be called out on the carpet by some sports writing junkie who has never competed in a professional sporting event in their entire lifetime. However, to be called out by Evert, one of the greatest female tennis players ever, is entirely different.

2006-07-03T23:38:00.000+08:00

i will not be lashed within the next two weeks.

2006-07-03T01:26:00.000+08:00

I had a dream today that was so bad I woke up with dried blood on my lips, which means i either bit my lips or scratched myself, but lets just say it involved blood, sex, religions, a cousin, a neighbour and hell a lot of drama. I was feeling very traumatised. I wonder what all these means.

2006-06-29T22:31:00.000+08:00

the hague
bulldog hostel
to think i was the only one who took the strike seriously
and a drink to the end! with rose beer!

2006-06-29T22:27:00.000+08:00

we had a titanic moment
hehehe bad hotel?!
AND GOLF SLAG!
10 downing street dutch style

2006-06-29T22:17:00.000+08:00

the northern sea was soooooo gorgeous!

some sand festival was going on at that time

2006-06-29T22:09:00.000+08:00

i lurrrrve this photo- The Hall of Knights
welcome to bollywood
the palace
travel budddies:)

2006-06-29T22:06:00.000+08:00

windmills

river zan, supposed to be one of the best views in the country

au natural

2006-06-29T22:03:00.000+08:00

hoog-zaan dijk, a little dutch village

2006-06-29T21:58:00.000+08:00

the two idiots in front of Universiteit Leiden

2006-06-29T21:55:00.000+08:00

LEIDEN- hometown of rembrant and a very pretty little city

2006-06-29T21:31:00.000+08:00

The one with the name

So i've been reading Sam's and Ling's blog lately and I came across this website which defines slangs. http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slang.cgi?ref=shumei

From The Surrealist website:

shumei
v. to sell a boy."Shh, old chap, I'm trying to shumei."

Oooh, harsh, I ain't a boy! But I bloody well be worth damn alot of ££!

From this other website which I use on a frequent basis:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=shu

The best ones:

1)shu:
the coolest muthfucka around, someone who frequently changes his mind and complains a shitload, likes coors light
eg: stop being such a shu!

Damn right bitches, I am the coolest muthfucka in town!

2) shu:
its like sayin dang,it comes from the ghetto in northeastern ohio. was popular in the 80;s
eg: dis nigga keep gettin in my way,we finna pug, shu. or im tired shu. it represents some of the deepest stupidity known to man

3)shu:
i love u
eg:i said shu

did we say lurrrrveeeeeeee baby!

4)Shu:
kick, beat
eg: I'll fucking shu you asshole!
haha damn right I will!

5)shu:
A young man from Australia with an obsession with Natalie Portman
eg: Person 1: Hey who is that young man from Australia with an obession with Natalie Portman?Person 2: Shu.
HAHAHA

2006-06-29T21:23:00.000+08:00

You sat there, mostly in quiet thoughts. You knew. I knew. But yet you can't do anything. I still wished you had said something at the right moment, even if they were the words I didn't want to hear, I just wanted to know you care.

2006-06-29T01:59:00.000+08:00

below are the pictures from amsterdam, can't be arsed to put up all of holland; shall do that another day. enjoy.

2006-06-29T01:56:00.000+08:00

anne franks house

kat loves big dicks

2006-06-29T01:53:00.000+08:00

rembrant
stick from some tree they suck on like sweet very disgusting

what is graham doing

2006-06-29T01:51:00.000+08:00

2006-06-29T01:48:00.000+08:00

alto jazz cafe

2006-06-29T01:44:00.000+08:00

red light district
some sneaky van gogh shots

2006-06-29T01:38:00.000+08:00

i love this photooo of kat yes i took it hehe
space hot chocolate

2006-06-29T01:27:00.000+08:00

2006-06-29T01:25:00.000+08:00

2006-06-29T01:17:00.000+08:00

madame tussaud- Dam Square

2006-06-27T23:00:00.000+08:00

Thank You

I am really grateful to have the friends and family I have, and when I meet new people and make them a part of my life, like Alex, my 8.5/10 friend :) who I met finally for the first time today and everyday I thank God for people like Gerry and Belle( you guys know who you are I don't need to mention the names) who never fail to make my day. Thank you all for the loving! I am blessed, even though sometimes i don't neccesarily show it! ;)

Lavish Love (Day 3)

"How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him. Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known. But we know that when he appears, we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is. Everyone who has this hope in him purifies himself, just as he is pure." 1 John 3:1-3

2006-06-27T00:05:00.000+08:00

If your reading this now, it means I either have some trust in you or treasure our friendship. This blog will be me pouring my heart out and letting you into a little bit of my life. Please respect me and everything that you read in this blog. Thank you very much, I really appreciate it.