hi!
I've moved here.
see you on the other side (ha).

shana

and it'll still go around and around

I've just finished up the storyboards for LOCVID, and now I'm kind of stuck here in my parents' bedroom where the wireless connection is kind of weak, but I have no choice. It's either here or The Giant Moth Outside Who Is Attracted To My Neon Green Jersey. I choose the former.

Okay. I'm bored. Holidays in... a week's time.

I keep telling myself

A week more to holidays, then it's almost all going to be over! :) Things are going pretty smoothly now, unlike last week, where the whole class was freaking out over printing, misprinting, horrible warping, cut outs, shoots, reshoots... etc.

Anyway, I can't wait I can't wait. There are so many things that I'd like to do during the holidays- 7 weeks, 7 weeks!-:

1. I'd like to try out the fitness plan from last month's CLEO. It sounds quite rigorous but I'm willing to try it. I just thought it would be nice if I'd become a little more fitter so that I can climb those terrible hills in Ngee Ann. (And show off when I reach the FMS block that I'm not huffing and puffing away like everyone, either :D) And yes I kind of want to look good in my clothes.

2. I want to do one of those, lone man shopping trips. I think it would be fun to go all the way to Kino, grab a good book (or two) and start reading for three hours at Starbucks. I don't really know why the thought of shopping alone is not really widely accepted in Singapore. Have you seen anyone go shopping alone? Like especially in Far East? A girl is always accompanied by at least another girl, or her boyfriend, or her ATM machinemother.

3. Obviously, I'd go shopping with my friends too.

4. Watch more films. It's not very nice when your Video Production teacher shows you a film, tells you what strategy they used to make it look cool, and then stop it after a minute (and just when it was coming to the exciting part!)- I'm going to watch all those unfinished things. Even the three sopranos movie or whatever you call that. Everything has an ending and a beginning. You can't hope for the best in the middle.

5. Have nice walks along the beach. I used to hate staying here but one of the good parts actually is that I'm really close to the sea. It's quite nice. And relaxing.

6. Eat some food. Oh man. I'm contradicting my fitness plan. But I really do love food. And the east side has all the yummy stuff. It's true. There's nothing nice in Choa Chu Kang.

say what?

There's a saying that goes like, "The eyes are the window's to one's soul." Deep. Very deep. People usually say it while stroking their big white beards and smiling like they know the secrets of the universe.

Anyway I had a little experiment today and I started staring at myself in the mirror, wondering if I could, uh, see any glimpse of anything. It sounds pretty dumb.

The truth is, IT IS.

All I saw was the whites of my eyes, the usual Singaporean (well Happy Birthday Singapore) iris types- mostly black with a tinge of brown- and um, some eyelashes.

How was I supposed to tell if I was evil/mad/extremely happy/depressed? I don't know. I can't tell. Really. I've always liked to be some of those people in books- you know, like Danny's dad, they can totally tell a person by the type of eyes that they have. Well. I think mine looks really normal. So does that mean I'm normal?

Weird post, this is.

One more week to holidays!

happy arent we

This week has been pretty much stressed for all of us. I was even contemplating deleting this blog because I think it's become soooo awkwardly exposed to people.
Anyway I've been reading Dating Delilah and it is very awesome.

Well, there's nothing much else for me to say anyway. Strangely today, when things didn't go very well, I felt more calm then I had ever before. :)

Should I delete this?
Maybe I should switch to something else. Suddenly I don't feel like letting people know what I'm doing; how I'm feeling. I just feel like keeping things private.
I'm beginning to think that writing here was a bad idea- is it?

Lov-

Recently while stumbling onto a whole lot of shows, I accidentally, yes, accidentally stumbled onto...okay I should just say it, right. Junjou Romantica. It was really strange because, I am not a fangirl fangirl, and at first sight, I thought it would be really cute because the characters looked cute. Seriously didn't know it was supposed to be shounen ai anyway. So I got pretty nauseated, during the first episode, but after a while (of more prodding and begging from someone to watch the show)... I kind of think that, well, it is kind of cute.

Plus it doesn't hurt that the guys look really adorable.

I bet like, everyone's going to either. 1) ask me what is wrong with me, or 2) tell me that I've stumbled onto the prettiest show of all time.

Well, after watching the show it made me think. I'd probably categorize myself as one of types that would go "eh, what the heck? Dude, they're both GUYS!" if a friend turned into some crazy fangirl type. But think about it; they all found their love in the end.

I don't mind telling you why I like the show; it's not because I wanna see more guy on guy action- it's just 'cause they all have happy endings. More than that, the theme that revolves around it are those three little words that some people hate; some people are scared of- or some people just want to hear. Yeah, those three little words. I. Love. You.

Funny how I've not said that for so long, it felt strange typing it out. I love you. Heh. It's so weird, saying it now. If you say it too much, it loses all meaning, but if you say it too little, the recipient feels rejected. I think it's something that is so precarious. And somehow strange at the same time. It's not easy to say it for some people. How are you supposed to say it in such a way that the person doesn't feel too forgotten or taken for granted?

I think that I Love You should be said in moderation. :) Yes it does sound kind of technical. But to those, (nonexistent/existent) people reading my blog, take my good advice haha.

Me, then? I think for me, I'd be one of those people who'd be kind of scared to say I Love You. I have a fear of getting too attached, getting too caught up that I forget all sense of my own self; who I really am, defining myself from someone else. The guy that I will get together with will be the guy who manages to convince me that "the higher you climb, the harder you fall" theory is flawed.

In the end, the show basically is not all about some yaoi action. It's how, as cheesy as this might seem, about what drives everyone: love.

P.S no pictures posted because I'm in the middle of a lecture and I don't want everyone to shriek and tell me how cute (insert boy's name here) is.

now what?

Here I am again, writing on and on on how this thing is semi dead. I'm sorry (says to self) but I've been so occupied with assignments and projects and fangirling over some unreal boys that I'm beginning to lose sight of everything. Ha. Anyway I'm not alone in this because Sherlene has watched the whole season of a certain anime... in one day. Nuts.

Oh and, let's see. I have tons of homework. But nobody really wants to read about homework. Because it's homework. Who'd want to read me whining about how I actually survive homework, anyway? This is not a loser blog. I repeat, not. a. loser. blog.

So I shall blog about today's crazy events. Okay, firstly, today was impromptu black day for Amanda, Sherlene and I (tomorrow is stripes day. I think we're going off our rockers.) :

Secondly, a certain lunatic called Samuel Ow decided that it would be very funny to pry open the lift doors of the FMS block while it was still moving up. Needless to say, the lifts here are really crazy, so instead of just stopping at that floor, it started to SHAKE VIOLENTLY. Which resulted in me screaming, Sherlene whacking Sam in his nuts, and me running out on the third floor, yelling, "I'll never take the lift again!" By the way, Ik, if you happen to read my blog, I am not crazy. Stop smiling at me like that.

Thirdly:

(on bus ride home)
K: Gays have it so easy, man. I want to be gay. Then I'll have lots of friends. *smiles happily*
(silence for 15 seconds)
K: I'M NOT GAY!!!

Someone is obviously very stressed.