bleargh

got so much work to do. and it's not funny. bah.

new in the family~

hello one and all~~ happy chinese new year!!!
k as usual, chinese new year is all about visiting relatives, catching up with things, gorging on festive goodies, playing with little ones in the family, lo1hei3, and the best of the best!! seeing the cutest little baby on earth..heehee
this chubbycheeks' my 3rd cousin's son, and he's 2.5 months old.. let me describe him..
he's got the cutest rosiest cheeks on earth, sparkly curious round eyes, a tuft of fluffy black hair, a small cute little baby tummy and most importantly, he's got this smiley little face that lights up to whatever tickles him. he's got the sweetest personality, he allows anybody to carry him, as long as he's held comfortably, and the only time he's ever man2 zhan2 is when he's sleepy....oooOO..so cute! oops.. i think i've forgotten to mention his name.. it's gerald.. yes.. rhymes with mine.. haha.. so it's Gerald Loke Chuan2 Zhi4... nice name.. sounds so intellectual~~ such a curious and sweet little baby that everyone wants to carry and hug him :)
he keeps sucking his two fists in his mouth, and when mummy (Grace) tells him not to, he actually looks at her with open eyes and actually nodded!! (well it really seems like a nod).. u know it's that kind thing where u know he's responding with his eyebrows and with a bit of his head... such a squishy little baby...and he stopped for a while.. and when Grace left, he continued.. haha..
wish i brought my digicam along, u'll be able to see the little darling.. oh well, hope i'll be able to see more of this little sweetheart soon.. haha.. maybe when Kin kor holds his wedding dinner in November.. but he'll be nearly one by then!! oh well..
good night baby Gerald~~ you're so adorable and lovable!! *muack*

a 'personal' letter

yesterday was an extremely horrid day.. i was sick, down with a runny nose and was feeling slightly feverish.. to top it off, studio was on till late evening.. i was grateful that Norman stayed with me in the studio the night before, at least i had company cos the studio was practically empty, but i when i woke up the next day, i couldn't have felt worse. worse still, i couldn't think out a proper design.so the next best thing i could look forward to was gg home with Norman. Tho' he ended his class at 4, he agreed to wait for me. But who knows, he was too tired (according to him) and wanted to go home earlier. so i reluctantly agreed. (after all the waiting for him, and staying at his place while he went for soccer and whatever.. i don't really expect it to be reciprocated but.)
after tt, studio was terrible. i couldn't think right, felt as if i was floating, my flu(or whatever it is) was annoying and i was thinking about the long ride back home. alone. with all my shit to carry.i was thinking (still am) is it so terrible to wait for someone just a few more hours? i have done tt so so many times (despite not getting the work done cos i was tired or whatever) and the feeling of meeting ur loved one after that few hours erases all the agony of waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting.....feels as if u have been taken for granted by someone selfish. just to go home and sleep. not taking care.
to make things worse ( i think i have used this phrase too many times) he went for soccer! tell me this. if you're too tired to even wait for someone, would u bloody hell go play stupid soccer? and get ur things stolen in the end? forgive me for being to blatant and callous. but i call that retribution. ha. it's chinese new year's eve now, and this is the worst (used too many times again) i have/ am going through.
i do not think (contrary to what u think that i think) that soccer is above me. i know it's ur love/hobby/interest/passion, and it's also abt having a good time with ur friends. but sometimes.. ur selflessness for the sport overides ur 'unselfishness'. don't know whether anyone of u (girls - if u happen to read this) has experienced this before. it's kind of ironic that a non-intensive thing such as sitting down and waiting can be less appealing than soccer when u are supposedly 'tired'. i seriously beg to question ur definition of 'tired'.thru' experience, i suppose i'm wasting time on this blog. cos nothing will ever come out of it. just like the past mistakes/experiences. i don't really wanna care anymore.

:)

i love my moomoo

some things~

hello world~~
for those bloggers out there, don't u feel that the interface u're typing ur blog on is like the most unfriendly thing on earth.. first of all, this stupid screen is white. it's screaming at my face "USE UR SUNGLASSES!! I AM GOING TO SEAR UR EYES BLIND!!" -_-"" it's this whole mass of white.. how unappealing and lack of aesthetics at all. How are u gg to blog solely based on ur creativity??? anyway. point number two. the stupid text is some ancient 'fugly' font. it's hard to read at a glance, plus the stupid white background screaming at you, i bet the designer must be some engineer. *some lame aki joke.* (crows in the background)
anyway i bet some of u might be thinking. WHY u so STUPID?? just dim ur brightness control on ur screen and just change the font lah! but the point is that the default is like that. so it means that the designer meant it to be that way for some strange reason. anyway i dont think i have convinced u. k whatever. bah.

thanks to norman dear, now i am 'famously' *i think* known as moomoo. *moo* if u wanna know, this nickname evolved over quite some time, from mooty to blah blah blah then to moomoo. don't ask me y we even started. it's a couple thing. and for HEAVEN'S sake, to some dirty minds out there, it's not a matter of MILK. if u know what i mean.

the typical singaporean teen.
this morning on my way to school on the train, i was rudely interrupted from my much needed beauty nap by this loud high-pitched girl "hey! where to get off ah? shall we drop at paya lebar?" (imagine the voice to be the typical SAJC girl, with super low slung haversack, typically Billabong/roxy/whatever go and die brand, with short hair obviously tied up, short shorts *like they're not short enough* accompanied by an equally if not even more, bimbotic-arse friend)

ok.. i apologise for stereotypying SA pple, but that's the impression i got! anyway, so i continue (trying) to dream of wonderful ideas for my SPA design but it was as if someone scratched a blackboard and threw me back to reality. :X

three guys (i think also from No-Use-School) are sitting across me, the same row as the act-cute, act-chio-super buay-chio girls listening to their incredibly audible coversation. i don't remember anything they say, not that i want to in the first place, but it was so ANNOYING!!! anyone who knows me knows tt i seriously can't stand retarded airheads. at one point of time, the three guys were gaping their mouths wide open at a retardedly stupid comment one girl made. "Why don't u sit down?" obviously one of them was sitting and the other standing. duh. "NO lah. i WOn'T siT doWn uNLess The whoLe roW of ChairS are emPty." (annoying caps and uncaps letters to add to the effect.) come on everyone, lets (0_O)""" WALAN EH! whoever heard of such a stupid thing as that!? she was obviously trying (a futile attempt tho') to attract attention and obviously uncomfortable with the 'attention' she was getting. maybe with the ego boost. whatever. birdbrain. even the dodo was smarter.

by city hall, i was praying that they would get off. obviously i was WRONG. so u can imagine, me looking like this ---> -_0""""""" as the train goes past.. raffles place.. tanjong pagar *yakyakyak* outram park (-_0)""".. *yakyak*... redhill.. i could have died! while the train was approaching buona vista, the 3 brave musketeers (i applaude them for their tolerance cos they were sitting right beside the arsebrains.) decided.. "CANNOT TAHAN LAH! must GET OFF!!" and left me... in the lurch..... to HEAR (understand that it's not LISTEN) to their whitish-blond conversation. Lord save me... and finally they got off at... DOVER!!! YESH!!! the moment they left, i felt as if everybody on the train was smiling. or at least rolling their eyes. yay~~ and the train was almost eeriely silent :) ok i think i have lamented enough~~

bought a new skirt today~~~ thanks normy~~ for paying for me....... first~~ heehee..

waiting...

yawn~~~~~ it's the time again when there's so much work, you don't really know how long you'll take or exactly how much shit work there is, so u think you're actually very freE?? maybe aki pple can sympathise with me.. anyway i've been printing shit loads of notes for over an hour now.. it's crazy how much paper u have to waste.. so while i'm waiting for the stuff to churn out.. blah blah blah.. and it's crazy how many papercuts u can get in a week! i've had 2 in 3 days... damn bloody hell.. first u feel nothing, then a searing pain.. then lots of curse and swears.. den it gets itchy..
this week has been rather messy.. lots of impromptu assignments, staying back late, sleeping with the lights on, missing notes, what-the-hell.. too many notes to keep track of.. and not forgetting an annoyingly-nasal lecture of Mr. LBL... aki year2s!!! sympathise with me!!!!!
to the rest of the world who doesn't know this LBL, (any guesses what it stands for?) he's this lecturer in a well-known No-Use-School. lecture officially starts at ten.. so this is what happens..
1. an awake and interested class.. that happens to dwindle in numbers every week
2. good morning class.. blah blah blah.. 10-1145...blah blah
2a: mean while, i start noticing his terribly annoying qualities..
2a.a his roundabout way of talking that doesnt make sense.. for instance.."this empirical-inductive mode is called as such beCause of the fact that empirical pieces of information are got through inductive means. (sounds so convincing right. 0_o"")
2b. so this goes on and on and on... till we get sick and tired of it by 1100.
2b.b. i call this a writing practice and typing class(for those who bring along their laptops)
2c. everyone gets annoyed with every slide he flashes
2cc. black background with purple words??
2d. he reaAllLy prOnounCes his worDs verY caRefOOLy.. it's like those annoying people who have really animated movement of their lips whenever they talk. apparently i think it gives them an ego-boost that they have more strong and 'flexible members' than others.. *hyuk*
2dd. more mumble in the background
2e. mumble slowly grows like thunder...
2ee. we're discussing his earring on his left ear. apparently he appears to be LIKE a gay. but the earring proves otherwise. However, rumours from seniors report that he's actually gay. hmm. i pity the convoluted guy. NOT!
2f. we start wondering why he's even teaching. and he claimed that he's taught the module for years!!! egad!
2ff. we want to punch him. seriously.
2g: we nearly punch him on our way out.
i know a bit anticlimax lah.. but i can't think out what i actually want to convey..:P k lah.. gotta do my stupid precedent study now.. toodles!!!