post for yesterday (and today!)

was studying for my computing exam yesterday. was doing past papers and everything. and i must admit i was rather successful. :D cos i did two papers. lol.

myra was studying for computing yesterday too. but she gets distracted easily and ended up having ice cream instead. that little glutton :P.computing paper wasnt too bad today. the doing of past papers really helped to relax me and make me more confident. it was loads harder than the papers i did. and there was a beast of a pseudocode question right at the end. the question went on for ever and ever. and it was worth about 20 marks. that's about a third of the paper. (full marks is 65)

oh well better stop thinking about it. have to concentrate for the next papers on next wednesday which is mechanics and english.

uncle paul bought a new fish. it's an airawana (hope i got that right) lol. and here are the pics!and a few nights ago. i found out something really cool! (for me anyway) lol. and here is the pic!see anything interesting?

look again!

ok i'll tell u. they are the same colour! orange! :D lol

i know it's quite stupid but i still think it's pretty cool to have colour co-ordinated toiletries :P

i hate blogskins. :(

for yesterday and today i have been screening and swimming about blogskins.com, sifting past piles and piles of mediocre work and finally choosing this really perfect blogskin. and THEN when i finally got CLOSE to getting it, i had to go to bed.

so i went to bed.

and then i woke up, went to school, etc etc. and came home. got onto the com at about half past 7. and guess what? blogger wouldnt accept any of the code from blogskins.com! :( it's now half past 9 and i've resorted to sitting here complaining to all who will listen.

this is not fun! those skins were really good. they said something about the code not being fully formed and such. so those who are more techno savvy. help meeeeeeeeeee!

i'm at my wits end. and i am too annoyed to even LOOK at them. HMPH! thos who are willing to help tell me and then i'll give u a temporary password or something. i dunno. or just hand me a solution.

it's such a shame the code wouldnt get on, cos today was a brilliant day.

Happy Mother's Day

today is Mother's Day in Singapore. Got this from laozhabor's blog. i read it and found it really sad. i mean that portrays the worst son or daughter ever. but i'm sure we are all guilty of a few things down there. so. yea. [it's a teeny bit edited]

mommy this post is dedicated to you. picture and all. ^_^When you were 1 yr old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.

When you were 2 yrs old, she taught you to walk,
you thanked her by running away when she called.

When you were 3 yrs old, she made all your meals with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.

When you were 4 yrs old, she gave you some crayons.
You thanked her by colouring the dining room table.

When you were 5 yrs old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by pooping into your pants.

When you were 6 yrs old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, "I'm not going!"

When you were 7 yrs old, she bought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor's window.

When you were 8 yrs old, she handed you an ice-cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.

When you were 9 yrs old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 yrs old, she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastic to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 yrs old, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 yrs old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13 yrs old, she suggested a haircut.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.

When you were 14 yrs old, she paid for a month stay at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15 yrs old, she came home from work looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16 yrs old, she taught you how to drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17 yrs old, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18 yrs old, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19 yrs old, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying goodbye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 20 yrs old, she asked whether you were seeing someone.
You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your business."

When you were 21 yrs old, she suggested certain careers for your future.
You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like you!"

When you were 22 yrs old, she hugged you at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.

When you were 23 yrs old, she gave you furniture for your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.

When you were 24 yrs old, she met your fiance and asked about your plans for the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling, "Muuhh-ther, please!"

When you were 25 yrs old, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 30 yrs old, she called with some advice on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different now."

When you were 40, she called to remind you of a relative's birthday.
You thanked her by asking you were "really busy right now."

When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.

And then, one day, she quietly died.

And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart.

Never forget to love her more than ever if your mother is still around.

And if she's not, remember her unconditional love and pass it on.

Always remember to love thy mother, because you only have one mother in your lifetime!

newcomer to the blog

well well well. today is saturday already. and my exam is in about two days :( been studying sooooo much. and it is actually creepy how much work i have done in the past few days. i have finished making notes for two modules (17 chapters) of computing in 4 days. phew.

anyway, i'm going to introduce u to a newcomer, and promise not to laugh at her just because she looks different cos she is not feeling well today. let me introduce u to..myra [my-rah] the pyramid. as u can see she's not in very good shape. she's studied so much today that her brain feels like it's bursting out of her head. too much revision i guess. she normally looks alot better than this. oh well.

she's the product of my creative juices and pencil, colour pencils and pen. haha.

so if all goes well (meaning if i can be hardworking enough to draw and take pictures) then u would see alot more of myra in the near future. what with study leave and the summer holidays being so near that u can almost touch it.

i know i'm supposed to study on study leave but then i have been studying loads. and after each day my brain has not exactly fully recovered from the aftermath of chaos that studying has ravaged. it feels so light, yet so swollen. not only my brain. my body has trouble recovering from the aftermath of study too. after that much writing (i'm talking about 5 hours straight and then teeny breaks) the big big muscle on my right hand is starting to hurt everytime i rest my weight on it. and then my biceps are hurting too.

i'm sorry for complaining on this blog..u people deserve much more cheerier posts than this. lol

but then again once computing (i think i'm getting quite interested in it) is over, (on the 16th of may) then we can move on to much better and happier things! like chaucerian old english the Miller's Tale where sanctity of marriage and the morals of the church are poked fun at. and Spies by Frayn, where we see the process of the initiation into adulthood a few years too early with pain and betrayal through the eyes of a ten year old boy. and All My Sons but Arthur Miller, where we quite helplessly watch the facade of a 'perfect' American family being slowly peeled away to reveal a family who have no sense of responsibility for the wider world. drama and suspense takes place in there to a shattering climax, where the guilty father eventually killed himself, unable to face the ugly truth.

yay!

OR we can talk about mechanics, vectors, moments, impulse, particle on a horizontal plane, etc etc. is that cheerful? haha

just joking. i'm not really going to post my notes here. u people have enough school work to worry about >.< (i'm actually going to just surf the net and blog hop, my life is not THAT sad. lol)

as my English teacher would have said..

"Is it break time yet?"
-David Park (writer and teacher who wants to be retired)

homesick

what a time to be homesick :( [i drew that pic myself]

remember once jinjun's personal message on msn was "if a picture speaks a thousand words, then music paints a thousand pictures." i'm going to say "smells bring back an infinite amount of memories"

homesickness..i have no idea when it hit me but i guess it has always been there. dont ask me how and why. i just know now that it has. but as for this particular strong bout of homesickness, it started from a smell.

yes, a smell. u didnt read that wrong. (warning below is a terribly descriptive episode of how the smell came about so scroll down a little bit more if u dont want to read it)

well i was sitting on the chair revising in my room. and then i lifted myself up on the handles to stretch and get my legs uncrossed and one of the handles of the chair broke. and with the breaking, came the distinctive smell of wood and varnish. and that brought back the memories of whenever i was younger, more innocent and a whole load stupider. it brought me back to my dad's shop. the office, in fact. during chinese new year which i wouldnt be able to celebrate properly in the next few years.

just, the smell was exactly the same as the 'office' in the upstairs part of my dad's shop where me and my sisters and an occasional cousin used to sleep in whenever my parents and auntie(s) and uncle(s) work at sticky mass of merry makers walking down the streets at snails pace all night long. till about 6-7am in the morning.

and that brought about a bout of homesickness. and with the homesickness, it brought back the smallest, and most mundane images. such as the view from the bus stop opposite my house, and the view from the bus stop just down the street. and my bedroom. and basically most of which photos i took during my visit back to s'pore in oct 07.so it seems that i have tried to appreciate and commit to memory every single second, every minute of my trip there. so much so that my head is swimming with random images in my head. not that it is a bad thing. just confusing. i dont think my mind has actually mentally accepted that i have moved here for a few years. my mental state whenever those images come into my head is "oh, i can easily take a bus there, it's fine." it's as if i havent accepted the enormousness of just what i have taken upon myself.

and i cant be homesick. well, i can. but the circumstances dont allow me to. i've got an exam which i hardly know anything about in less than 4 days. well 3 days after today is over.

it hasnt affected me that much so far.. just an occasional bout of tears now and again that's all.

i just dread the time when i have to make a choice as to whether to go back to s'pore or stay here. a huge, huge part of me wants to go to s'pore. but a teeny part of me knows that i have already gotten attached to northern ireland. the falling petals in spring, the riot of colours and crunchy leaves in the autumn, the crispness of the winter and the scorching hot sun yet dry air in the summer. i dont want to make this huge mistake in my life of choosing the wrong place to stay. and i dont want to blame myself about the choice i have made if things ever go bad in life. i do want to go back to s'pore and stay eventually. cos that is where i have spent all of my childhood and almost all of my life to date.

so there u are. the thoughts that have been plaguing me for ages. and thankyou for listening.

quote of the day:

"The touble with the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat"
-Lily Tomlin(American actress, comedian, writer and producer)