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PENNY FOR MY THOUGHTS | 23 FEBRUARY 2004 2.12PM

Had a lousy Friday night, but shan't dwell on it. Thanks anyway Dong... Really appreciate the care and concern. Not to say anything about Mah's great 'sacrifice' in offering to sleep with me for a price... Thanks but no thanks... even if YOU paid me. Thanks to you too Estee.

Guess you all never knew that I have another blog where I write all the stuff that's most personal to me? That's not meant for the eyes of people who simply stumble across this little haven of mine where you see all of my things but never everything about me? Odd huh? To have someplace in cyberspace where I can say anything I want and yet no one will know where to find it, and even if one of you stumbled across it you would never know that it was mine.

Go to tabulas to read Triggered Thoughts: thoughts triggered by these incidents. Too long to record here - you'd get bored.

Anyhow I also made a little extra money today. I went and did a survey for some SOC student's HYP, and it made me a neat $12, which if you add Weiming's share in too, that's an extra $24 today! More money to go into my 'Buy Grace a Digital Camera' Fund. If anyone wishes to contribute, well donations by cash, cheque or fund transfer are accepted. I will also accept a digital camera as a birthday present this year, despite it being my 21st and I am supposed to be celebrating it in a bigger way than usual. Again, more thoughts at tabulas. Irony: when I told my mom I was thinking about saving for the digicam she said "What!? I'd much rather you saved for a normal film camera... Digital one the pictures so hard to develop, so troublesome!" Haha. Talk about generation gap.

Ok ok, enough Big Thoughts for today. Going to do my homework now.

COLONISED! | 20 FEBRUARY 2004 5.56PM

Just handed in my assignment that was due today. I actually went to sleep, easy as you please, without finishing it last night, no not even half. Then woke up at 12 this morning and continued doing it, at the same time karaoke-ing to the music blasting from my brand new speakers that I got from the Science Co-op for the princely sum of $9.50. Broke for lunch without having made much progress, then continued again and actually finished it at around 3.50! Geez, that's just another phunemic production: 2117 words of pure crap tangentially (and I mean tangentially)related to Daniel Defoe's Moll Flanders, 18th century trashy novel. More evidence that music works wonders for productivity.

Anyway that's one hurdle crossed.

Feel like going to sing karaoke. Shen Jau is not allowed to come. He will only end up making everyone too paiseh to take the mic after him, and anyway he will only be cringing away in a corner hearing the rest of us croak and cackle.

Just noticed (ok, not really JUST and not really NOTICED) that my midsection has been colonised by a group (a very large one at that) of strange looking things that don't quite do anything except make wearing all the usual pants and skirts uncomfortable and unsightly, and get in the way of running for the bus (incidentally since the busstop shifted I have been getting marginally fitter due to the increased incidence of running for the dratted ISB - I have not yet mastered the ISB timetables) as well as sitting down in a slumped position.

In case I have forgotten to mention to anyone, I am now the proud new owner of a pink mouse! Mouse as in the tracking device, not the rodent. I should have gotten Melissa to help me take a picture of the new and old mouse side by side. Haha. You would all faint if you saw how abused the old one looked. All the silver paint had rubbed off the top and the buttons, except in the extremities of the buttons towards the front where you don't normally touch. Too bad it's been thrown away.

I am now looking into ways to save money for a digital camera. The trouble is, I don't quite know how much to save cos I am too miserly to shell out for an Ixus, though God knows I'd love to own one, and I don't know exactly what else to save for, not to mention therefore how much to save. Someone wanna offer some help here?

PLAYING TRUANT | 17 FEBRUARY 2004 12.01PM

Heh, here I am playing truant as usual and not getting anything done. Just woke up too, in fact. Sigh, just don't feel like going to class and being grilled in the classroom by Patke. Class participation is worth 5%, but the way he does it, you'd think it was worth tons more. He makes everyone ask a question every lesson, even if he doesn't have time to answer it, he will make you ask anyway so he knows you... asked? I don't really know what the purpose is.

Well, anyhow I bought 2 tubes at Jurong Point the other day. Now I just have to find a place to wear them too. Talk about all dressed up and nowhere to go. And my black trousers have mysteriously disappeared... Not that the mess in the room aids my cause.

This is the ring, by the way... ogle, won't y'all? Call me smug, but I really can't deny that I like it a lot. It does mean something, after all...

LIPS OF WINE | 17 FEBRUARY 2004 1.26AM

Valentine's Day has come and gone. So much for our pact not to celebrate. He got me a diamond ring. Yes. Believe it. I feel guilty now. Quick someone kill me. I must have done something really good in my past life... Or he owes me some really big favor/debt in his past life.

And now here I am getting ready to drink wine in my room. Yeah... cos we went to NTUC at Jurong Point which had a wine section, so I ended up asking him what was that wine he liked, show it to me. We ended up buying a bottle of the type of grapes he liked, some German type called Riesling.

Well anyway got to go liaoz...

STILL UP... | 14 FEBRUARY 2004 2.08AM

Well so I have been going around telling people I almost killed myself celeb-style yesterday. Quite the concert artiste's way to die, no? Falling off a stage? Except mine was rather unglam... usually they die on stage rather than backstage. *moue* Anyway Nev, thanks for always being concerned. Really appreciate it!

The goldfish galore has started to die... One has, as far as I can see. Now if only a few more would hurry and go too. Then looking at the tank wouldn't be quite so stressful.

Now Xiaomao (the Level 6 guys, that is) is coming up with a new project. Apparently it is taking a jibe at Valentine's Day, which incidentally is not a big thing to me this year. I don't get all this hype. I mean, why is V-day such a big thing? Maybe it's just silly me, but I'd so much rather spend time and money celebrating my birthday. At least it's more... personal. More personal meaning, you see, more special. And then there's cranky singletons like Melvin who seems to want to get attached very badly cos he mentioned to me just now why couples had to invent V-day to torment singles like him. I don't get it. Why's he taking it so hard? SO many couples aren't even celebrating. I am a case in point. What is this peer pressure thing that people SO have to conform to?? *getting really irritated*

Apparently Mah is doing a scene in just his swimming trunks for the clip now. But I'm locking myself in my room cos I suddenly just don't feel like humoring them. And though this has no bearing on my mood really, I am surprised that even Dong doesn't want to tell me what the clip concept is. Ah well. Let them be I guess. They are always up to something anyway.

I don't get why Chooiteng the ticketing i/c is partying the night away while the rest of the subcomm is slogging away making the flower bouquets for SP. And the stress supposedly gives her an excuse to be irascible to everyone, especially now she hardly gets any sleep. Like, hello? As if this is supposed to help?? Even me, hardcore party animal is resting in my room, even if I am not sleeping at least I am not partying outside. (I hear latches and doors opening... they are back now I think.)

Ah well. Grouses and whining don't put the world right. Maybe I'm just in a pissy mood. The guys' voices don't help my mood either.

I wish Weiming would come back to the room soon. I think everyday is V-day sometimes. Funny how we are like a really old couple. I can't sleep well when he isn't here, even if he's gone out all day I don't care, it's just nice to see him back again at night. Like some sort of guarantee. And it is odd going to bed without him in the room, at the very least, even if not going to sleep too.

Craving: my signature pacific clams soaked in lime juice and chili

SHEARES PRODUCTION, DAY 1 | 13 FEBRUARY 2004 3.44AM

The first day is finally over... it wasn't nearly half as nerve-wrecking as I'd expected. Somehow when you are not exactly in the thick of the action you just don't get that tingle that you get when you act. Especially after the experience of headlining (so to speak) a big production like last year? Nothing gives nowadays. We are just there.

Had an accident though. Minor, but painful nevertheless. Fell backstage, off the platform onto the floor. Got abrasions on my back now, and my leg. The bruising on my back is killing me and it is forcing me to maintain either a very good or very bad posture in order to keep it from hurting all the time. And add to that the embarrassment of falling in the middle of Act 2 and I pray to God no one in front heard the thud I must have made. I am very thankful I didn't break anything though. Other than some minor glitches that the audience wouldn't have noticed anyway, the production went fine. And the makeup instructor who supervises the makeup artists is awful cool... Everyone thinks she is beautiful. Me, I'd not say beautiful, but she's got style, and she is pretty. Beautiful is natural. But she had so much makeup on, which is why I say pretty.

Anyway I just had a thought after reading Jewie's blog. She talked about the death of love. Love can't possibly die, can it? If it seems to have died, it must have not been really there in the first place, no? It's like, hate. If you never loved something in the first place, you can't possibly hate it when the love is no longer there. I think hate is something that is built on love. I mean, hate isn't really that you don't like that thing to that extreme extent. It's just a perverted love that you can't have or something went wrong and it thus turns into what we call hate. Which might explain why Wai hates me the way he does. I hope he doesn't anymore. I don't anymore, though I guess I did once-upon-a-quarrel. I still care in a vague I-am-concerned manner, but I don't feel the same way anymore. Though I do think it qualified more as love than anything else I have ever known. I mean, I still do absolutely adore Weiming now, and will for at least a very long time to come, and I suppose this might really be love, but I cannot deny that there were strong feelings for Wai too.

Well anyway I think I am rather tired of all this rumination. I am braindead. I'm starting to zonk out. I am amazed at myself, again: I managed to submit 1050 words of pure crap for my EN assignment. Hurrah, and handed it in early too. Talk about a FIRST. Ha.