Yay. I love PGP for providing free (well, almost lah) internet access 24 hours a day! And the best is, the comp is right in the kitchenette which is only a 1 minute crawl from my room. Heehee. Things cannot get better than this. :)

Went to visit other people's halls today. Kent Ridge gets 5 star, followed by Sheares and then KE7. PGP lags miserably behind. SIGH. But in terms of facilities, PGP beats everybody hands down. Heh. Now it's up to me to make FULL use of all the facilities. Including the male toilets...which has no urinals. *giggle* Anyway, I think I want to try appealing to Sheares because hall life appeals to me. (Pun intended, heh)

So how's everybody? I'll be pretty bored the next few days save for the administrative things I have to complete. Otherwise I'll probably be shopping for more things like rug, A CLOCK, the 3-pin-plug-but-meant-for-2-pins thingy and various other items like food. And there's breakfast appointment tomorrow! Must really thank KN for being such an angel. At least there's some familiar faces around. And of course, there's Johnson just right across Prince George's Road. :) Can't wait for school to start.

Oh dear, pardon my lousy English. Wonder what happened.

Argh. ICQ cannot connect. Nevermind.

I'm finally on the Singapore soil. Things were pretty hectic these two days and hence my mind is kept occupied most of the time.

Anyway, checked in PGPR yesterday and then dropped by Clementi to buy stuff like bucket, broom, laundry basket, pillows etc. Travelling from NUS to anywhere else is blooody ma fan! Why can't there be a bus to everywhere...well well, shouldn't complain too much for now. :)

Today was crazy. Woke up and went to Yusof Ishak House to have medical check up. Nurses there are really nice and helpful. Even though there's many people, suprisingly I managed to finish everything within an hour, Thank God for that. Oh, and there's this medical student (I think) which was supposed to take our height and weight and basically do eye-checks, looked like a poser and tried to look as if it's so insulting to do measurements like these for us. Anyway, the fella calls for the 'patient' with a rude "Come're" and then proceeded to ask stuff like do you smoke etc. And he has the balls (pardon the pun) to show a face when we, or rather, I, couldn't hear him properly because he was speaking so softly. The girl before me (in sexy halter neck and flowy skirt) was treated nicely and all. Bloody hell. Why is there a discrimination? Bloody males. (Except you of course. :)) Lazy fella just asked me my height while he motioned the girl before me to the side so that he could measure my height. While it's normal to remove shoes while taking weight, he grudgingly told me to keep them on and then promptly decreased my weight from 45.2kg (original) to 44.2kg. BUM. Otherwise everything else was fine. Seniors are very friendly and I was gald to know there are so many Malaysians around! *grin* Oh yes, need to go shopping one of these days and start to make my room look like a room. :)

But but but, I still miss the somewhat slack atmosphere at home. It's funny that I felt so stressed the moment I step out of the bus despite having been here for the last 4 years. Am looking forward to a fulfilling uni life. I'm hoping for the best. Heh.

AND. Thanks a million to WL for coming down yesterday. Guess you didn't know it meant so much to me eh. :) But too bad I couldn't stop my tears from falling. I'm soooooooooo gonna miss you guys.

ESPECIALLy to you. A big, heartfelt thank you. I cannot wait to see you again. Miss you a lot a lot.

I'm satisfied. Had thick, steamy and creamy Thai laksa yesterday for dinner. Yummmmmy. Bet there's nowhere in Singapore that sells such good laksa. :P Proceeded to Alexis the bistro for some drinks and Graveyard almost knocked me dead. A little bit of dizziness was FUN! But I'm not going to do it again. Tarnish my good girl image ah...And btw, I'm supposed to be sane now.

All in the name of fun. :)

I do pretty dumb things sometimes. Like, creating a few folders (in my email account) for a few people that only writes once or twice a year to me. Now they're missing in action again.

Sometimes I wish I'll be leaving to a more glamorous place, like London or US or even Sydney! Singapore's so well, I dunno. But I'm pretty excited now. To start on the lectures and tutorials. Wonder how the projects are like. And yes...LAB WORK!!

This is what I found in my mailbox today.

Explore Selected Sizzling Russian Brides

Haha. Reminded me of a movie with Nicole Kidman in it. Is it The Birthday Girl?

Right. I'm back from Finding Nemo and Terminator 3. All for the price of RM6! Heheh. Don't ask me how, but thank the lousy planning of that cinema we went to there.

Anyway, another eventful day. Was quite late for the appointment due to the long post below and of course, trying to keep up with the happenings in the world. Then, we spent an hour on the road trying to get from Bangsar to Sunway which usually takes only 15-20 minutes even with average traffic. (Federal Highway is a wonderful thoroughfare, but the traffic is pretty heavy, even on good days) Which of course, the delay is due to a massive jam causing WL to worry his pants off that the car will stop halfway due to low fuel. And further delay was caused by insistence on using only Shell's V-Power despite having a BP just on the left. So, the moral of the story is, just go for any damn petrol kiosk when in desperate situations like this!

So Finding Nemo was great and it's been a long time since I last watched such a wholesome movie. T3 came as a shock after the nice, friendly, I-help-you-you-help-me show. My conclusion: A lot of money must have been spent on making the movie huh...since there's so many things to destruct.

Oh yes. TUESDAY
-Went to KLCC and up to the 71st floor!!! The view was magnificent, superb, breathtaking, blahdeblahdeblah to the point that I was dumbstruck. (Am getting really lazy here)
-Dinner with his family. Argh. Was terrifying! Could literally feel the blood going to my head and the pounding sensations when I was drinking the black chicken soup. But everything got better eventually. So yeah.
A good day indeed.

A few blunders made by NUS.
1. Welcoming me to KE7 Hall even though I was not offered to stay there.
2. Increased the scholarship allowance to S$6000 even though everywhere else said S$4300.
3. Did not state the registration deadline for Pharmacy Camp but have the full timetable for the camp.
*sigh*

Anyway, an update of my activities since Monday, 14 July.
MONDAY

Went to Val's house to cook lunch and basically have girls talk. Realised I have not done that for quite some time due to her busy schedule and me being occupied with somebody else. Heh. We initially planned to make Teochew porridge (the ones with watery white porridege and many other salted dishes like salted egg, salted fish, salted chicken/pork etc. You get the idea), but well, the plan changed and we decided on shepard's pie! BUT, realised that HY couldn't take beef so it's pizza, some baked potatoes, konniyaku jelly and finally, a marble cake. Since I was at Val's house at 10.50am (that girl just woke up when I rang her and she's supposed to have at least started preparing some stuff!!), did most of the preparing and stuffed the potatoes into the oven to bake. Val's baked potato recipe: Scrub potatoes, cut everything up, put some garlic-ed, parsley-ed butter, sprinkle rosemary, oregano, pepper, salt or any other spices that can be found.

When SL arrived at 11.30am, we started on the konniyaku jelly. The little powdery packet has instructions on them and since Val made them umpteen times before. we were pretty sure it'll be a piece of cake. So water=950ml, sugar 250g, the powder and some citric acid powder. Everything seems to be going on fine coz the potatoes smelled good and the sugary mixture is boiling nicely. Unfortunately, the mixture's too diute and had to pour in another packet of the powder with extra sugar (SL: We're gonna die from diabetes!). Then, crossing our fingers, hoped that it'll set nicely.

Then, thank God for cars, HY arrived and we went to a nearby supermarket to pick up remaining ingredients for the cake and pizza. Saw the pre-packed cake mixture and were tempted to buy them! Bought it, we did, and happily head home for the next cooking phase.

Potatoes were good, and we happily chomped on them while waiting for the pizza with sausages, filament sticks and a slice of tomato (with all the usual cheese and tomato base as well). Well, pizza wasn't to bad, but the jelly refused to set! So we started on the cake. Added eggs, water and oil to the mixture and was glad that it was mixing nicely. Smoooth and silky. Off it goes into the oven while we have pizza. When we feel it's time, went to the kitchen to find that the cake has 'exploded' a bit. And the liquidy mixture oozing out of the little outlet like lava. Everybody wonders why. Hmmm. Anyway, to cut the damn long story short, the cake came out looking really weird with the top looking like the moon's face and it's slanted. We have to turn it upside down to make it look more presentable. Sigh. So there goes our attempts to be domesticated. But I suspect it's me. Everybody else knew how to cook except me. Everybody knew how to bake, except me. Blah. So yes, our lunch preparation cum eating started at 11am and ended at almost 5pm. Haha.

Interesting excerpt.
SL: Why are having this cooking thing rather than just eating out?
VAL: Well, coz it's more fun and we can even talk while cooking. Isn't it very si lai to sit and talk in the restaurant?
WL: Well, isn't cooking more si lai?
HAHA. Had great fun gossping and just laughing like mad women with them again. Hope we do keep in touch. :) Love them all.

And oh, thanks to WL for accompanying me to look for a decent looking, non-flowery baju kurung for uni.

And on Tuesday...shall post later lah. If I actually get down to doing it. Heh. Let me summarise lah. In short, it was a nerve-wrecking but enjoyable experience. Wondering whether I get to do it again? Heh. Gotta go now...off to watch Finding Nemo with boyfriend and friend. (YES, yes. Outdated me!)

I am back so early from mamak because WL had a curfew to stick to. And of course, mom was wondering why I came back so early. Then I *stupidly* told her that he had a curfew because of his late night/morning out blahdeblahdeblah. So she immediately launched into a lecture on "You see, all parents are worried about their kids". YES. I do not disagree, but hey, I think it's time to give me a little more space. For instance, allowing me to drive solo to a place which is only about 3 minutes away and having more confidence in me in general other than my academics. F***.

I hate foul moods but I really couldn't hold back this time. Father is utterly, extremely, overboard-ly unreasonable. I cannot understand why he thinks I my driving will remain the same as the day I passed the exam. I suspect even if my driving is impeccable, he'll still pick on minor things like, oh, you could have put your hands on the steering in the 10-o'clock and 2-o'clock positions when you drive straight. 'Nuff said. I am still pissed and angry. And I think I'm launching a cold war. Hmmmphf. Petty little me and un-filial little me, but I'm angry.

Things I've learnt today:
1. In KL, when people say go to Kotaraya, they'd probably mean going to Central Market or even Klang Bus Station (which is not in Klang). And they are probably more than 150m away from each other.
2. Born and bred in KL does not equal knowing central KL extremely well. I was (suprise, suprise) lost in KL while looking for Central Market when it's only 200m away from where I was.
3. Take a deeeeep breath, plunge into the water, and try to sink. Haha. Then bounce up again to prevent drowning. You see, I cannot sink. It's either I'm too light, legs too short, or my subcutaneous fats are in abundance!
4. Trying to retrieve snatched belongings from a swimmer in water is futile effort.
5. LY is a very very naughty boy. (A lesson learnt too late)
6. Bukit Jalil is near KL! *gasp*

This is weird. Finally told dad that I scratched the car and there's no reaction. He was still sms-ing happily away. Why ah?

All of a sudden I have 7 emails to reply to. And they just came a couple of days ago. So right now, I'm happily replying emails and hope they don't reply immediately so that I don't have to go through this again. A mail or two suffice for the day. :)

And in the news! Ladan and Laleh passed away. Well, I guess it's gonna be a blow to Singapore's pride. Personally, I see the doctors taking on this operation not because of giving both of them a better life per se but with a motive. That after separating the Nepalese twins, it's only natural to go for a harder job, so to speak. Taking this operation to prove their superiority in the medical field. Sometimes it's all too familiar isn't it, to want to go beyond what we are already achieving just to prove that we are capable of more. It's not a bad spirit, really, but when it involves human lives, maybe those people should sit down and consider. Really hard. What about the ethics?

Frankly, my reasoning isn't the standard one would expect from an ex-RJ student but I try to put in the words, left in my meagre vocabulary, my sentiments. I think that when one feels for another human as a person, he is a human. What I see is, the doctors are treating the twins as another of their project, another trophy of theirs, another attempt to make Singapore a larger red dot on the world map.

That is why I dread going back to the country.

And so, my ramblings may not make sense, but I do know I am a person. An emotional being.

Nice song. Meant to sing it sometime, but never actually looked for the lyrics.

Josh Groban - You're Still You

Through the darkness
I can see your light
And you will always shine
And I can feel your heart in mine
Your face I've memorized
I idolize just you

I look up to
Everything you are
In my eyes you do no wrong
I've loved you for so long
And after all is said and done
You're still you
After all
You're still you

You walk past me
I can feel your pain
Time changes everything
One truth always stays the same
You're still you
After all
You're still you

I look up to
Everything you are
In my eyes you do no wrong
And I believe in you
Although you never asked me to
I will remember you
And what life put you through

And in this cruel and lonely world
I found one love
You're still you
After all
You're still you

The most tolerant person I know is someone close to my heart. He has an amazing filter that manages to take in only the good things and keep the others out. Somehow he has an amazing capacity to keep his cool when I unload all my rubbish and complaints to him. He doesn't flinch even when I get mad at him for being late...which I promptly forgive him later on coz he's such a unique angel. He suprises me with his coolness and calm disposition that I feel like a kan cheong auntie beside him. Haha. The only few times I actually get mildly violent reactions from him is when I used vulgarities or when he's hungry. So if it's good deeds, good stories and good companionship one is looking for, it is he one should go to. :) Thank you, dear.

Hmm. Mom complaining about the scratched part of the car again. I swear I'll never get to drive alone until I have my own car. OK. I'll start planning from now. Will try to save as much money I can for a car, an apartment/condo/house, my marriage, kids and my retirement days.

Oops. Stumbled upon a XXX site on accident. They have really nice bodies there though. :p

So when I almost convinced my parents that I can take the car for a solo trip, I scratched the car. Sheesh.

*sneeze*