quintessentially banausic

sighx. i tink job hazard. now i dread opening d mail or picking up the mail. AND i hate to hear the phone ring. always got this auto habit now. sighx. sad caseded. summore no one read my blog or tag me! even more sad caseded. feel so left out and alone in this world. u noe, ydae my fwens sms me n ask me out gai gai. den i can’t go! so sad……. ‘cos i had to work. dang! n got such a horrible horrible stomach ache lohz. sad sad sad!! yawnz. so tired now le.. work really drains d stuff out of u. d most horrible thing is that d work is juz a mundane cycle of everything that happens d same every single day. i mean, doing that kinda work, it drains all hope out of u. grr. its so mundane and cyclical . like there’s no monday, tuesday, saturday or sunday. haha. bt i dun work sats and suns. okay fine so now i’m blabbering on abt nothings. sighx. well, i guess i’ll hafta go. *cross my fingers and hope tml will be better*

i juz got this offer for this new job. but i HATE it. to be more exact, i LOATHE it and ABHOR it. wish i’d never taken it up in the first place. btw, its only for $6/hr. like….. i can make so much more teaching piano or sth. sighx. hmm… if i get a better offer, i’m definitely gonna quit it i think.. i mean.. ya. so now i’ve figured that i wanna rot and slack for a couple more months. i mean, like hello?!!?? i juz finished a 2 – year academic course that nearly cost me my life. and less than a week after d end of THAT ordeal i’m gonna work? n put myself thru more torture? my gosh! what the -crash- was i thinking? hmm.. wonder if i can take leave.. haha. mayb can.. er, gif notice tt im gonna quit tonight and then take 2 days leave on thurs n fri for we-know-what.. haha. leaves me onli tues n wed to work! WHEEEEEE!! hooray!! d working hours are like so long lar! its like 8.5 hrs excluding lunch time. newaez.. sighx. i wanna kill myself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! okay. i guess it’s enough whining for now. ‘cos i’ve got to go to bed n think abt whether i wanna quit this beastly job. gotta report to work at 8.30. sighx sighx sighx. BOO HOO!!!~

wanna recommend this book. think quite nice lohz.. mayb its juz cos i’m interested in this kinda stuff, but its interesting! try it! hmmm

title: The Life You Were Born to Live
author: Dan Millman

i think is quite accurate de lohz.. so… try it if u guys can lah. urm but from what i noe all d major bookstores out of stock le (see? very popular lehz!!! so muz try try k?) so…. mayb lib haf lah but i need to go check first lohz.. bt is basically about the life we were born to live and stuff. the things inside are quite generic and not specific enough but most people should haf at least 75% of the things quite accurate de lohz.. urm… basically its like fortune telling or something lah but its not that superstitious and stuff lar… is not superstition lar ( i tink)… hmm… so yeah. muz go and try try k?

now for the things i wan do ( as of today )

urh.. here goes!

1. swim and get my muscles back in working condition (i feel like the ‘flabby devil’ and the ‘papier mache Mephistopheles’)
2. clear out my room of everything concerning A levels
3. throw away all of my uniform (ha!)
4. practise my piano (i tink my fingers are so rusty and typing really isn’t that much of an exercise)
5. play games till i drop dead or summat.
6. read! read! read!
7. get a job
8. take some courses. preferably can get professional cert tt type.
9. oh! and enjoy prom night and relaxing and enjoy d first enjoyable birthday in my life
10. countdown to the new year of being out of the reach of THE SCHOOL (= .JOY!!!!

last : GET A LIFE!!!!!!!!
there. tts about it

hmmmmmz….
i tink i decided on my prom dress le.. hope tt it will be very yu zhong bu tong and uncommon lohz.. if not chuang4 san1 on prom night very sia4 suay1 de.. sighx… newaez, like nth to write rite? muz be post-a-lvl-symdrome……….

was juz watching lao jiu: the musical yesterday.. very very nice.. and it was really local, so i guess i could really identify with and empathise with the characters. it brings out truly the disparity between the previous generation and this generation, as well as the differences in thought and thinking. it brings forth the question and controversy of tradition vs modernity in this rapidly and constantly changing world. the subject and theme is very congruent with what we see now in singapore. even the language they use is the same. rojak jumble of different languages and dialects, hokkien, english, chinese, cantonese, malay. truly singaporean. haha. maybe that’s why it engaged the audience for so long, it is a 2.5 hr (approximately, no continuity correction needed ‘cos it’s not by central limit theorem.. oh, and it doesn’t follow a binomial or poisson distribution. its unknown) musical. i really identified with the main character. the story goes like this:

its this young boy, 18 yrs old, 9th child of the family (which is why the title is lao jiu) who has been one of the 350 chosen by this War Horse Foundation (zhan4 ma3 ji1 jing1 hui4) to undergo a series of 3 tests and an interview in this four day exam, to see whether he can be one of the 30 (or so) chosen ones for the scholarship sponsored by this foundation. the story goes on to say how his family places all their hopes on him and cares for him, cooking, stewing, tutoring, buying insurance, and everything. literally. on the third day of this exam, he ran out after completing 42/50 of the questions and never went back to the hall, and is bent on staying with his mentor Chen (chen shifu) to learn about glove puppets, which he has fallen in love with since young. it talks about what his family thinks and wants, in contrast to his own vision, dreams, and aspirations. the family thinks being a scholar is glorifying his ancestors, and this chance is given to him because his ancestors have done many good deeds and accumulated good karma when they were alive. but he thinks that he is sick of studying and doesn’t want to carry on with this exam which he views as a waste of time. its basicaly a cliffhanger ‘cos after his chen shifu died (after 3 mths) no one knows what happens to him and the musical ends in a song which illustrates a childhood tale of a boy, a bird, and his father and puts the musical in perspective. i think its a wonderful musical. the subject matter and theme is very localised. i like it. =)

most quotable quote (and the best one, in my opinion):
“Arts is having nothing to eat”
reason why it’s quotable:
it reflects the truth in the world today. many full time professional artists and artistes (people involved in the arts) have barely enough to carry on life. especially in this arts and cultural desert: singapore. being born in a family like this myself, i think i truly understand what it’s like. look out mozart: he died in a heap of debt
picasso: died alone on the streets. hungry.

if you guys have a chance, go watch this musical. it ends on the 20th november. venue: drama center, 3rd to 5th story of the new national library building after the original one near the history museum was being destroyed by our MM Lee.

was juz daydreaming juz now…. truly realised that i really love my family, friends, everybody around me, and ME! for juz being themselves, for juz being me. and i wouldn’t swap that for anything. not anything, not even for the world.. every small thing makes everyone count. everyone’s special. juz being themselves is special. sounds cliche, ya? but i guess it’s realy true, or else, why would everyone continually quote and say it? i guess we really are special for who we are. i know one thing for sure: i like all i like because they are who they are. that’s it! period. the warmth and comfort when we are around people we are close to and familiar with can never really be replaced with anything or anyone for that matter, can it? i do hope not.. i really wanna retain this special feeling for the really special.

thank you guys! for everything. for being who you guys are. for being just right there.

thank you,

xie xie ni,

terima kasih,

nandri,

khop kun kah!

arigato.

to all in the same cohort as me sitting for major exams (started ydae), BEST OF LUCK!!!
’specially mama, papa, and all in mua class…
i’m sure u guys gonna do great.. haf confidence! work hard! jia you!
lets do it!!