Decided

Ok. I've decided to go for the SBS camp after much appreciated advice from my friends. Yay!! Even my mum encourages me to go. She said it's time for me to see the sun and not remain cooped up at home like a tiresome chicken waiting for slaughter time. Plus, it's time that i go out and make friends and stop risking being an anti-social. In conclusion, i'm going for the camp. Those going to NTU's camps, maybe can meet me. I'll be there to haunt the grounds of Pulau-NTU.

Went to Smith's Road for dinner yesterday. Smith's road is actually Chinatown la. Saw a lot of tourists sampling Singapore's cuisine/hawker fares. Chinatown is actually quite interesting at night. Plus there are a lot of sumptious foodstores lurking around the corners. I can't believe that i actually think that chinatown is interesting. *guffaws*

After walking around Chinatown, we proceeded to Geylang for durian feast! woo hoo!! We sat down and feasted on the creamy and soft durian. The succulent flesh melted instantly in my mouth and left a sweet after taste that made me crave for more. Ok! That's like too overly done. My descriptions are fit for commercial advertisements. Oh ya!! And the juicy refreshing coconut juice we had. Left me in a state of euphoria. Ok. Enough!

While we were enjoying in the durian delight, our eyes were also straying to passer-bys. Geylang is notorious for those illicit business right... Of course there were many things to see. Once in a while, we got to see gaudily dressed cheena women flirting blatantly to those ah peks. Or, sashaying hand-in-hand, their heads on the ah peks' chests, looking at bliss or done in pretence. whatever. Saw a lot of ah peks stirring their cups of coffee enthusiastically and hoping for nubile women to descend from heaven and land on their laps. My aunt even commented that Geylang has more things to look at compared to Orchard Road. Haha! A chance to know more about the illicit red light district of Singapore.

We noticed this chintzy pub/hotel across the road. A massive and rumbustious crowd of MEN, was gathering outside the entrance. Curiosity got the better of us and we stood across the road and tried to catch a glimpse and fathom what's happening. The crowd included cheena man, banglas and maybe peppered with some Singaporean ah peks strategically hidden by the others so that even if their wives employed PIs to follow them, the PIs would have a hard time capturing them on film. Thus, eliminating the risk of the PIs catching evidence of them indulging in their 'leisure' activities. After standing there for few minutes, we only caught a man leaving the pub/hotel with a "satisfied smile plastered on his face". (quoted from my aunt) I saw 2/3 long haired women coming out and throwing their hair back like the models in the Pantene advertisement.

It's quite obvious that the pub/hotel had some dubious illicit hanky pankies going on inside. Those people gathering outside were the patrons eagerly waiting for their turns. Or maybe, there were some strip teasers inside and the men were there waiting enthusiastically for the doors the swing wide open so they can catch a glimpse. These are just my theories but then in Geylang, what can one expect besides that?

My dad suggested we drive through some lorongs to 'open our eyes'. The lorongs seemed very deserted and quiet on the outside but it was a completely different matter when we drove in. There was a bustle of activities inside. Neon lighted houses, gargantuan crowds of MEN gathering outside the (i assume) brothels. The scantily dressed women with voluptuous figures stood outside and on the road, beckoning to any passer-bys as long as you have balls in your pants. A lot of cheena men mingling there which caused my aunt to ask "why are they there standing?" which i promptly replied "Free show ma! No money to get a room. Can see also not bad. Free de leh!"

I asked my dad how come there's no equivalent of geylang catered for women. Instead of women, rugged and muscled men parading on the road, selling their wares?

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Should i or should i not?

SHOULD i or should i NOT go for the Biological Science Camp?

ARGH!! I'm in a dilemma.

Part of me wants to go because it's good to make some friends. Imagine entering the strange, unfamiliar grounds of Pulau NTU, friendless. That's so saddening...

Another part of me loathes participating in those brainless, stupid, silly, embarrassing games that i'm very sure we'll have to go through during the orientation. The story on the 'pass the potato chip mouth to mouth' game brings shudders all the way down from my head to my toes. I wonder how many people's saliva i'll be tasting. Gross!

My camp starts from the 14th to 18th. Five freaking days. Which means i'll have to sacrifice the precious five days out of the pathetic days left to uni intake. I'm not prepared to go to school yet...

I've suddenly realised that there ARE indeed a lot of things to prepare and bring to the hostel. Having had a room of my own for 1 year or so. I'm accustomed to it. Studying in hostel means having to share my room with my friend means that i have to part with my privacy. Let me get things right, i don't dislike my room mate or anything. She's one of my bestest friends. But, it's naturally to feel protective of one's privacy right? I mean what if i accidentally fart in the room? It used to be just me and i do not have to apologise to myself for farting. My room-mate will be there to hear and worse-still, smell my fart. Sometimes, we can't stand against nature right. Sometimes, the gas just seeps out of the hole before you can run out and release it. I can totally imagine man... It'll be totally embarrassing.

Where am i now? oh ya! The orientation camp. Should i or should i not go? AHHH!!!

NEED ADVICE URGENTLY!!

cravings...

I'm in a stupefying highly intensive sushi craving stage. SUSHIS!! Ahhh... I can totally feel the wondrous and tantalising aroma of sushis wafting into my nostrils...

I was supposed to go for the medical check up yesterday but my red monster decided to pop by for a visit and i had to postpone my checkup. I'll be going on the 7th july with mel. It's nerve-wrecking to go for the checkup alone. Plus, i'm more terrified of the fact that i'll get lost in Pulau NTU.

I did a cheapo thing... Those going to NTU should know that we have to send our passport pics online and stuff. I can't use my 3-in-1 printer because i'm currently using Window Vista and my printer is an obsolete model and doesn't have Vista configuration. (talking about this is sufficient to make my blood boil) Which means i can't use my precious printer anymore. Got to buy another one. AH! So, i couldn't scan my passport pics and upload online. I was forced to look for another alternative. Use the digital camera, self shot and upload. But, my digital camera is another outdated model which once again run into the same problem. And even if it was able to be used using window vista, i still have to charge the cam, take pic of myself, then download some software into my com and using a USB cable to link up my cam and com. Too much of a hassle and i'm too much of a lazy bum. So, the most convenient way was to self shot using my handphone which has only 2 megapixels. Which is kind of pathetic. But it's the easy way out man. Then i proceeded to use microsoft office picture manager to tweak the brightness and contrast and some other stuff to make the image clearer and me to appear fairer. Cropped it out and click! upload the pic on the website. There goes my cheapo, self shot, self edited pic.

Went to TM today. Bought a pair of shorts and top from Mango cause they were having sales. haha! I'm in a splurging mood.

Met my mum at century sqaure's sony road show. She made me lug home one big plastic bag of groceries from NTUC home. Oh god... i nearly fell backwards and rolled down the stairs while climbing the overhead bridge on my way home. Thankfully, i quickly leaned forward and got my CG stabilise. If not i'll most probably be lying on a hospital bed in the horrid sickly coloured hospital gown or in a pine box. Bless me.

Latest eye candy VS nostalgia

My Latest EYE CANDY!! With bubble gummy sweet good looks...

Hot sia...

Preppy shaggy Hair also not bad!

Jesse McCartney's 2 years older than me. Perfect age! Haha!! Armed with sugar laden, bubble gummy, wholesome gorgeous looks, he's sure to melt girls' hearts. ah!! Oh gosh... i sound like a fanatic, high pitched squealing teenage fan. Stay cool and MATURE hazel...

Was browsing through the pictures in my comp and looked what i've found...

Me in the baggy, near transparent, sweaty TJ's PE shirt... I miss my pe shirt.

Remember how we used to lie down on the running tracks for situps and when we

get up, the back of our PE shirts would turn red...

Not to mention our shoes too.

Dyed red...

We look... young...childish....young....

Time is so cruel to us...

Those pics were taken before the guitar concert i think... We had some sports thingy prior to the concert which explained why we were sloppily dressed.

Those were the days... kinda feel nostalgic about it...

Go GREEN day!

CG 26/06

I'm missing them...

Lunch!!

Had buffet lunch at Cafe Georges which is located in Le Meridien Hotel. The food was so fantastic that i was spending all of my time gorging and couldn't be bothered to brandish out my hp and take photos. I had deliberately skipped breakfast to leave more stomach capacity to relish the lunch buffet. Typical SIngaporean-ish behaviour. :) I ate 3 oysters. Even when i had squeezed lemon over the oysters, i still found the taste weird and had to swallow in one gulp so that the taste won't linger too long. I had to smear wasabi over the raw oyster. It was then i find the taste more bearable. Can't fathom how my cousin managed to wolf down 7/8/9 oysters. 0.0

Anyway, it was my aunt who had treated us. Thank her very much! The food was really nice. Plus they're having some kind of fathers' day promotion. For every 3 adults, the fourth one get to eat FOC. All fathers get to receive a gift each.

I didn't eat dinner. So you can imagine how full i was after the lunch.

Afterwhich, we took the MRT down to Suntec for the IT show. It was horrible. I'm glad i didn't take up the offer to work. It was crowded and basically you have to jostle your way to the convention centre. I hate crowds. All the pushing, swearing, and more pushing and more swearings. Situation was diabolical. Maybe i've exaggerated or something because i really do hate crowds. It was so stuffy and hot. uncomfortable and unbearable. Fullstop.

Hai~ going to uni soon. I'm so so so not looking forward to it. Am i the only one who dreads going to uni. 2 years of JC have successfully traumatised the shit out of me. 4 years of uni.... oh gosh!! I like my happy stress-free tai tai life now...

Kooky person-Gopalan Nair

Read The Straits Times today and saw the report on this guy named Gopalan Nair who was released on bail yesterday after being arrested for insulting or rather allegedly insulting the High Court judge. This is like the icing on the top of the cake. He even attacked Singapore's laws and institutions in a blog titled Singapore Dissident. The caustic remarks or incendiary claims he had made on Singapore. I find it convulsively hilarious and preposterous. However, i would like to first say that i'm not an over-zealous fanatic patriotic person. Just someone who can't stop commenting. Ya ya. I have a gargantuan mouth that can swallow the entire Mars.

(all words in italics are lifted from the Straits Times)

A month later, he called on SIngaporeans to break laws he felt were unjust, like needing a permit to protect, as they would otherwise 'die like slaves'.

Ya ya... I would rather 'die like a slave' than die in a cockroach-infested jailhouse.

When Myanmar citizens here protested against their government's crackdown on protesters last year, he urged Singaporeans to take a leaf from them.

To all my friends, maroon is like the so IN colour based from fashionistas from other part of the world. We should take a leaf by donning maroon-ee monks' outfits, shave our heads and parade down Orchard Road. Did i imagine this or did our government is actually turning green-as green as those uniforms our NS men wear.

Go read the 'In his own words', that's even funnier.

"To me Kastari is a hero. As far as i know he has not harmed anyone and could indeed be the nicest man in the world."

I'm not sure about the Mas Selamat Kastari being 'the nicest man in the world'. However, i'm with Nair in hailing Kastari as my hero. Not anyone can have his/her visage plastered at every crooks and crannies of Singapore. You know what, i think after seeing the his visage everywhere and everyday, i'm starting to gain an 'affection' for him. His beard is like oh-so sexy. My hero! *says it at screechy high pitched voice*

"singapore is uniquely suited for protests. A highly built-up place with great people density. Also it is an international city depending on tourism and international commerce. It cannot be seen as a place where thousands of peaceful protesters are shot. Singapore is not Tiananmen. "

This, i nod my head in agreement. You can take the MRT at raffles place at 8 plus. There'll be HIGH people density and you can start protesting all the way from pasir ris to boon lay. If you're feeling hot and suffocated, try gesticulate while talking. Be mindful to exaggerate your actions and you'll find the crowd dispersing. Just try not to think that they are AVOIDING you. Carry on anyway.

"blah blah... It is criminal bringing up children in singapore under this repressive dictatorial government"

"I have heard from reliable sources, that conditions in Queenstown Prison are really not bad at all. You get three meals a day, and if Indian like me, you get curry everyday"

The getting in and staying in the prison part may be easy. What about the leaving part and adapting back to the normal world? Try telling your employers that you were once jailed but now would like to work in the company. Go prison for curry?! 0.0 I thought i'm weird. There are people out there who are weirder.

"It may even be better than California for me, since i have to go out of my way to get curry here. I am getting fed up with hamburgers."

Oh ya... and you get to have curry in prison while freedom and privacy are unceremoniously snatched from you and you don't mind. What warped sense of logic is this?! Want curry, befriend a Bangla construction worker la. Go to his hostel and get it for free or at a minimal cost. But then jail is better because if you;re lucky, you'll get to befriend a forlorn lonely cockroach in your cell. Who knows. That cockroach you had befriended maybe you BFF.

And... he actually helped me confirm that...

"Within Queenstown you get to exercise and make very good friends inside"

Exercise somemore. No need to pay a hefty amount joining California fitness centre liao... Go queenstown straight.

This guy obviously hates the ubiquitious Lee family. Ok. I agree that the government's policies may not be square and fair all the time. The education system is an example of one of the policies that gets on my nerves since i'm directly implicated as i'm still a student. LKY may seemed overbearing but i still give him my utmost admiration and respect. Without him and his visions, i wouldn't be here, safe from bomb attacks and having access to internet and able to exercise my fingers away on my laptop. Singapore would most probably be a 3rd world country and everyone would most probably be begging for food now.

Hence, i find his comments too much and juvenile. I also take umbrage at some of his comments. It's like he's dropping us a subtle messsage that we're fools not to stand up to the government. Somehow, it's not that we do not dare stand up. But is there a need? To be honest, i think the government has to do what it has done for the sake of our survival. SIngapore is obviously a SMALL country. It takes a lot of attain what we are/have now. I wouldn't want to risk viewing myself as a callous and heartless person who had forgotten my roots. Blindsided by the efforts dumped in to reach the state we're now. Ignore the seemingly-unjust-but-no-choice policies morph singapore for the better.

Oh ya... I;ve read his blog. It's funny to me still.

suicide can't end all...

My mum had a friend who committed suicide by slashing his wrist. It's horrifying how he had ended his life. Personally, i don't think i have the courage to hold onto a sharp razor blade, create a horizontal line across my wrist, witnessing my blood gushes out and finally waiting for the final moment as my life slowly ebbs away. It's disconcerting and morbid. However, that guy had depression which had perhaps dulled his thinking, resulting in him taking the extreme method to end his life. It's even saddening to know that his colleagues and friends had no inkling that underneath the brave and jovial exterior, was a punctured soul, desperately in need for support. Nobody was there to help him through the darkest stage in life. Kind of reminds me the fact that we come to this earth alone and leave alone. Friends and family members can be bawling at your side while you take your last breath. But, they aren't dying and proceeding to another realm of life or whatsoever. So technically, the dying person is dying alone. Therefore i think it's important to take a notice of the people around you. Talk to them, show your love and care, show that at least something matters to them. Perhaps, lesser depressed people will choose the extreme way out.

Ok. Let's move away from such macabre topic. The spot light is on me. A lot of people had expressed shock and terror that i'm going to NTU instead of NUS. Maybe not a lot. It's a handful lot but because of their exaggerated and loud reactions that made me feel that i'd been confronted by a colony of people. Oh ya.. it's the prestige thing again. SInce they're my relatives, i had to hold my tongue and swallow all the sarcastic comments that i had, bubbling in my brain. They also prodded me for the reasons why i did not choose NUS blah blah blah... At one point of time, i was closed to losing my temper and i said something like "i think NUS sucks." I didn't want to go through the notion of explaining my reasons so many bloody times. Anyway, it was a good one as people were dumbfounded by my comment that they stopped talking and left things as they were. :) How i wish i can retort them using some stupid idiotic reasonings like "i'm going to NTU because the food there is nicer.", "i'm going to NTU because i like this particular trees there.", "i'm going to NTU because it's further away from my school and home and i won't get to see people i know easily. " Leave them comment-less.

Anyway, i'm comfortable with my decision and i'm not swayed or affected by their comments. However, that doesn't mean i'm not irritated, Simply because i don't like to repeat my reasons so many times like a play-back recorder and some even went the extra mile to say that i'm stupid for not choosing NUS.

In reality, i'm not stupid. I just have a bubble for a brain. In order to be stupid, you need to have brain which can't function efficiently, and that's what make you stupid. For me situation, i don;t have a brain, only air, so i'm NOT stupid. Whatever... I don't even understand what i'm trying to say. Bye.