So raise your glass if you are wrong in all the right ways

I'm blogging because I haven't felt this way in a while and I really do hope the feeling lasts.

Okay lah. It's way too early to say anything lah. He could just be one of those overly-friendly sorts.

Well, at least I know I have options when I reach the UK.

And also, I hope to be rid of this... incessant problem..

It's not like I wanna be mean and bitchy.. (Or maybe it IS part of my nature..) It's just that.. I obviously don't want to go down that particular path. And I have NO intentions of even facing in that direction.

I hope my problem does realize it IS a problem and just leaves. Then everything will be fine! :)

Anyway, I'm still in my excited-to-leave phase. Let's see how long it takes for it to turn into the I-don't-wanna-leave-everyone phase.

I just died in your arms tonight

Alright, here's a quick update before I continue watching 'The Glee Project', a new reality show set on finding new characters for the hit TV show 'Glee'.

I got back from the Manchester Singaporean Freshers' camp yesterday. Needless to say, as camps normally are, it was quite a lot of fun. X)

Plus, my group won overall, so that's always an added bonus.

There're quite a number of Singaporeans doing law. That means I'll probably be hanging out with most of them.. Which is kinda why I'm sorta grateful my hall doesn't have any Singaporeans.

Anyway, I leave on Wednesday. That's fucking FOUR days, people!

I'm obviously not extremely prepared... probably gonna do more packing later...

Anyway, I'm pretty stoked about starting school now. I've met some awesome friends at camp, it should prove to be a really exciting year indeed. X)

Hopefully, I'll blog before I leave. If I don't, I'll see you guys on the other side!

It’s a little bit funny, this feeling inside

I haven’t blogged in almost 2 months.

And in these 2 months, both nothing and everything has happened.

Well, honestly, more of ‘nothing’ has happened..

Let’s see... I’m leaving for England in less than 10 days. And I’m hoping that I’ll have enough diligence in me to continue this blog for the three years that I spend there.

Of course, one shouldn’t keep one’s hopes up.

Right now, it’s 1.30am in the pacific area. Okay, I kid. I highly doubt Singapore’s anywhere *near* the pacific area. Hey, for all *I* know, it could be the furthest damn thing FROM the pacific area. This will lay on the floor for the world to see, my geography skills.

It’s quite a surreal feeling, honestly. That I’ll be leaving this country for anything more than a month. I honestly wonder what’ll happen to me then.

Will I change? Will I study hard? Or become one of those party-types? Will my tongue get frozen to a pole? Will I literally freeze up walking down a street?

I guess I’ve been sheltered my whole life, this would prove to be quite an eye-opener for my being.

I’ll try to keep everyone updated. I really really *will* try. I’ll be as active as I can be on Facebook and Twitter and hopefully, on this blog as well.

Honestly, I’m gonna miss everyone so very very much. But I also can’t wait to start my new life. A brand new environment. Totally new everything.

Let’s just cross our fingers and hope to God I don’t get sucked into a whirl of my own confusion though.. Shall we?

And I’m suddenly standing at the beginning with you.

The girls’ camp was nothing like what I imagined. I almost cried at the end, when it was time to say goodbye.

At first, I dreaded the camp. The amount of work that I had to do? It couldn’t possibly be worth it.

But it was. And more.

I thought it would be 3 days of babysitting and molly-coddling 20 little girls, but they probably taught me as much as I taught them.

Anyway, I’m back in Singapore now. 6 more days, and I leave again for Hong Kong.

*

Sometimes, I wish I could shut my mind off like a faucet.

It gets particularly irritating because I’m very sure that I’m over-analysing again.

As I always do.

Which is AWESOME. –.–”

I should just shut my eyes and run through the fire.

Hopefully, I don’t get that burnt.

I want to break free

It’s almost towards the end of May.

In a little more than 3 months, I’m gonna be headed on a plane to England to begin a new chapter in my life.

I’m so scared. But I couldn’t be more excited as well.

There’re so many programmes I wanna join, I think I may overdo it. Like what I did for church, or J1 (although, most of J1 wasn’t by choice.)

Firstly, there’re the ‘compulsory’ societies I need to join, mainly the Singapore and Law ones.

Then, I want to learn French. So that’ll take another couple hours off my week.

After that, I would still love to join FuseFM, the Manchester Student Radio Programme because it’s ALWAYS been my dream to be a DJ.

And THEN, I just found out about this Manchester Leadership Programme. It’s basically this Leaders programme with coursework you need to complete and volunteering hours you need to put in. Which sounds terribly up my alley.

PLUS, THEY HAVE AIKIDO. WHICH SOUNDS FRIKKIN’ COOL.

I’m getting more excited by the day. I have still yet to get my visa, arrival packages or anything I may need.

I still need to buy a heck load of things before I leave, and I need to plan more outings with my friends before I leave for good!

GGARRGHHGHGHDEFUGJGIDIDJEKD

SO EXCITED. HAHAHAHA.

It seems like everybody’s got a price.

Okay. Today’s hot topic: The Singapore General Elections.

Why? Because, although I am not of the voting age, I feel like I still have a right to express my opinion about this year’s elections.

Plus, I’m a little bored.

SO ANYWAY…

As everyone knows, this year’s elections are crazily hot. As my dad so eloquently said just now, “We’ve never had to have a ‘cooling-off day’ before.”

Honestly, I could say a lot of things. About both the PAP and the opposition. However, I’ll skip the lengthy debates of which you can easily read elsewhere and come to the bottom line: The PAP should still be the reigning party.

Change is good. (Well, most of the time.) No one likes monotony. (‘Cept for a ‘blessed’ few..) But even the most radical person will tell you that too much change will only bring about anarchy.

Case in point: Hitler.

Another case in point: Stalin.

Okay. Fine. It’s not VERY fair to compare this situation with Communism or Fascism.

Let’s try something else, then. Let’s say you eat rice with fish and vegetables everyday for about… a month or two. Then one day, switch to eating only ice-cream. Your body will protest so much, you’ll see picket signs coming out your butt.

Okay. I need a point here. Basically, what I’m trying to say is, although the PAP has been getting a little complacent over the years, they’re still horribly stable as a block. Sure, it’s great to have a bit more opposition come in to ‘even out the playing field’, so to speak, but at the end of the day, I dread to think what will become of Singapore if the PAP gets completely uprooted at the end of this weekend.

A lot of new voters come from Generation X (those born in the 80s) and well, Generations X and Y have always been about ‘what’s new?’. Think about it. In only a decade, the number of new models of cell phones, computers, televisions, and games have been increasing on an exponential curve. The internet spreads news faster than you can finish this sentence, and the number of ways to express oneself has increased along with the number of types of new media.

People my age are obsessed with what’s ‘up-and-coming’ and everything more than a month old is considered passé. So, you bring in an upcoming election, throw in the ‘fuddy-duddy old men’ of the PAP, toss in some new ‘fresh ideas' and ‘fault-picking’ from the opposition, and well, you see the results on Facebook and Twitter.

And of course, it’s ALWAYS fun to vote for the ‘underdogs’.

What about me? Well, honestly, I don’t know if I’m pro-PAP or pro-opposition. I guess, as a pragmatist, I believe in voting for the party that can and will do stuff. And well, I’m not that eloquent in politics yet, so I won’t pretend that I know everything about what’s been happening.

So, there you go. That’s basically my take on the whole GE.

In other news, I drank two cans of red bull today because I wanted to get hyped up to go running. But then I got lazy. Someone say ‘ironic’.

They keep you laughing in the afternoon, so don’t touch that dial or leave the room.

I have nothing much to say, considering nothing exciting has happened much in the last few days.

I mastered parallel parking!

Andd… I’m gonna get paid money next week invigilating exams. (Read: I’m getting paid to do practically nothing.)

Andd… I’m watching a lot of Kenan and Kel now.

Right.

Peace.

We’re waking up, and right on time

The royal wedding was nice.

All the pretty dresses, the smiles, the beautiful women and smart-looking men.

I think it makes a lot of girls think about their happy ending though.

Whether they’d be lucky enough, like Ms. Middleton, to receive one.

Every girl wants to be a princess. It’s like, an innate thing built into our systems.

In other news, I started reminiscing about the times in primary school when my friends and I would write stories and share them with each other.

Those times were nice. :)

Wake you up in the middle of the night to say I will never walk away.

“So marks the end of three days filled with laughter, excitement, great company, and cute ang mohs everywhere"

I do love my best friends so. It’s always a great joy to be able to hang out with them all at once. And we managed to wrangle three days out of our busy schedules (well, one or two for some. but that was enough.) to spend time with each other.

The sun set in the most glorious fashion as Belle, Nat and I walked along the sandy beaches of Sentosa on Monday evening. We sat down to a dinner by the beach and even enjoyed watching some hunky surfing dudes conquer the waves at the wave house.

We had our nail polish party that night. Nat had her nails painted an eggish yellow with blue bottoms. Think of it like.. an upside-down french mani. I had mine painted in alternate blues (midnight and pastel) then polka-dotted my midnight blue nails with my french mani brush. Tia did M&Ms without the Ms. Joan already came with pastel yellow and puce diagonal halves. Anne did neon green nails. Even Belle did pastel green nails. But then, she got ‘itchy-finger’ and decided to ruin the yellow/pink toenails that Nat did for her. She painted and repainted over her big toe some many times, it looked horribly disgusting. We called it the ‘Gangrene toe’.

And then, we came up with the expression ‘BML’ (Belle My Life) to express our annoyance at Belle’s constant shenanigans. ‘Afraid to catch gangrene from Belle’s disgusting toe. BML.’

Universal Studios was fantastic. We sat on both BSG roller-coasters, ate a very large pizza for lunch, retook the carousel twice, took crazy pictures everywhere and ogled at the cute Caucasians everywhere! We got so tired by late afternoon, I almost slept on the Mummy coaster. I’m not kidding. My eyes almost closed.

One of the best parts about spending time with my girls is when we start talking about our futures. Like, who’s the godmother of whose children and what the result would be. And how we’d all be in 20 years.

It would be extremely awesome to take a look back at all the crazy stuff we did in 20 years. And that’s why I blog. :) 

Every time that you lose it, sing it for the world

I still can’t believe that I spent 40 minutes talking to a 30-year-old Australian guy last night over voice conferencing.

It was actually pretty cool… even though it was a little awkward at first because we’re basically strangers. HAHA.

Wow. I’m REALLY reaching out of my comfort zone.

But my name sounds fantastic said with an Australian accent.

And Australian accents are deathly hot. HAHA.

But no, nothing’s gonna happen. I’m done with all this relationship crap online.

Joan’s right. I need the reassuring caresses, the hand-holding and the hugs.

It’s the physical contact that speaks a thousand words more than an actual ‘thousand words’.

Now, I just need to tie up loose ends, and I’m gonna quit the game for good. I swear. Okay, it’s a strong maybe.

You’re triflin’, a good-for-nothing type of brother. Silly me, why haven’t I found another?

Forget about the price tag

Today was a pretty good Good Friday. I still remember the one I had last year. I even blogged about it. Today was pretty awesome compared to that day.

I went to visit my grandparents’ grave today. I should really do it often. A ball of emotion swept through me as I stared at my grandfather’s picture on his tombstone.

Anyway, I feel horrible now. I don’t even freaking know why. This is fucked up.

Here’s the situation, I’ve been to every nation

I realise how sheltered I am from the harsh realities of life.

After spending a week in Changkat Changi Secondary, I see so many different types of students. Those that want to learn but feel pulled back by their classmates, those that want to strive forward, but feel stunted by the education system. (Especially the 4T students who know they have little choice on their next route.)

Those that don’t feel like they even belong in this education system. This education system that seems to take care of only the smartest, fastest and strongest. It seems that everyone else who’s not as smart and quick would never be able to soar in this country.

I don’t understand how much pressure they need to put on these kids before they realise how stupid and redundant it all is.

Anyway, today, I saw three boys get suspended. And they didn’t seem upset. They were pretty happy to be able to chillax at home, actually. Which to me, is the moment you realise that the education system has failed for these children.

It’s a wonder that these kids, only aged 13-17 (some even 18/19), have opened my eyes to the world that you only get to see when you find yourself associating with these people.

Life is a mystery, Everyone must stand alone.