Better to fail spectacularly than do something mediocre.

Leaving for camp tomorrow. Rushing home @ midnight to catch the 7am flight!!

If the world should blow itself up, the last audible voice would be that of an expert saying it can't be done.

My weekend consisted of 1) lagging behind in music class 2) failed attempt to start on packing 3) straightening hair. I have yet to start packing. I'm only left with tomorrow. I shall get started after this post. Spent the whole of today @ home. For once, I had a good 24 hours at home. Beats spending the whole day in school getting shit done. I can't wait to leave for Bangkok, I'll have an even better reason then. It's extremely intriguing to try and understand how your fucked up brain works. You're fucking double standard, dog face.

The last time - Netops.

~I AM THE QUEEN OF TAPE~





This is unglam posture ttm.



My typical aunty-on-court pose. Why do I look so .. big?




Our last carnival together. For the seniors, that is. It was a month back but I just got the photos, so, well. We ended our journey with trophies, plus point. I suppose I'll miss this alot. The constant carnivals at every quarter of the year. The frequent trainings we used to complain so much about thanks to the hectic hours and unbearable muscle aches. As much as I complain about it now, I wonder what I'll have to replace Monday Tuesday and Thrusday afternoons next year after we step down. Suddenly, I just don't want to step down. It feels strange, just thinking that we have nothing to do anymore. Despite club trainings on Saturday, I don't think it'll be the same anymore. The awkwardness during our first training, not knowing each other, not knowing the seniors, not knowing how to do things right even though it's second nature to us now. And then we had to go through that ordeal last year which led to struggling through East Zones this year. I wonder how much the traditions will change in time to come. But I guess all this will surface in afew years. I should focus on O's already. -sigh-

Everybody lies, but it doesn't matter because nobody listens.

I can't say much about a typical Saturday. My weekends are always ruined. But it's my maid's birthday today though, Happy Birthday!! ThankQ for the 15 years of company, though we're always having major cat-fights, I still (L) U. I am lagging behind in music. Bad sign, bad sign. Thanks to all the time I sacrifice to go back to school I can barely keep up with the class anymore. The 2 weeks of skipping class didn't do much justice either. So much for the As. Parkway for dinner, then went on a mini Body Shop spree~ Body Shop = happy place.

I want to watch New Moon. The anticipated packed ttm week is in afew hours. Training, briefings, camp then Bangkok. 3 weeks sports mc is almost overrrrrrr. But I've yet to find a wrist guard I feel secure in without tape. The tape is killing my skin. For now I dug out an elbow wrap somewhere in my mini collection of guards to hold the lame wrist in place. It's still not working. I wonder if I double guard my wrist... Conclusion: won't survive due to lack of blood flow and oxygen. HELP.

20 things.

It's better to have loved and lost than to have to do forty pounds of laundry a week.

I haven't been studying. This is a bad sign. I haven't studied since the last study date with Qianying. I ought to slap myself for that. -does a dramatic slap- Went to Queensway with family today, got a number of things. New running shoes, school shoes, drawstring bag, shoe bag. That's about it I think. Warming up for Bangkok's shopping spree already!! ^^

We all live in the kingdom of drama and she's the queen.

The past 2 days have been nothing but discussions for camp and training. It's not easy, trying to juggle all this. Having to please everyone around you, making sure everything is fair and justified. Given orders to redo whatever you've spent so much time on. I guess this only brings us closer and stronger. I haven't figured out my strangely wired self-brainwashed mind as to why I bother to sacrifice my entire holiday just for training. Club training is out of the question. That's something you enjoy. School training? I don't know, maybe it's because we were trained like this. To come even when you don't want to. To come even when you don't need to. To come even when you already know what we're going to repeat over and over again from before. I guess, it's never going to end.









She freaks me out sometimes.

Grey's Anatomy.

Art is making something out of nothing and selling it.

Just a whizz and it's a week away from December. Scary, how time flies. We're going to have to go back to that shit school again in 5 weeks. -huge sigh-

Friday; training @ Unity. The games were good fun. Because I finally got to play again. After the damned wrist breaking down on me for 2 good weeks. Met Qianying and Tessa after we got back to school. Had a few hours with Tessa for lunch after Qianying left. Saturday; club training got cancelled. Dragged myself onto the train to music since Mum's out of town. It's like this when I wish I 1) was rich enough to get a chaffeur, or, 2) was old enough to get a license to drive myself around. And today Dad and I went to collect my new glasses. Then Stef & her parents popped over for dinner. Good fooddddd :> Talked about alot of things, ah I miss that girl.

Music is what feelings sound like.

Yesterday was Maksim's Concert Classique. One word: Wicked. It was most definitely worth the $88 we paid. I'd rate it 101% superb. It would have been better if he played Flight of the Bumble Bee but I worked round Turkish March anyhow. The adrenaline rush I felt when he appeared on stage nearly killed me. HE IS FUCK HOT. His million, no, billion dollar hands flew across the keyboard, and it was hell mind blowing. No doubt, the world record holder for 14 keys in a second. Qianying came over and stuff after lunch, got ready and met Min at the station. Walked abit and had dinner. Went crazy with food as usual. Gracia came @ 7pm and we got ourselves to the concert hall. I think we were the noisest in there. Went down to the bay after that, to eat, again. Typical. Last night got me really inspired. I promised myself I will do my diploma while picturing Maksim playing in my mind each time I feel like giving up. "The piano knows something I don't know".



When he had the blazer on. It was alot better without the blazer. His body is mad hot.



























And today was training, again. I don't know why I bother to go for training everyday. Maybe the routine is just.. instilled in me. Met Qianying to stduy. Study plan failed, partially actually. We did study. And then after awhile we ended up talking about the awesome dream Qianying had last night for the rest of the time. Haven't talked to Qianying for that long in ages. Went to get hair cut, I miss my hair already :( P.S: HI TESSA I MISS U.

Some weasel took the cork out of my lunch.

After a week and a half's break, finally got back to training today. It honestly felt really good. Having the cast on for 5 days was the major killer, and after that I realised how much our wrist plays a part in almost everything we do. But I still have to keep my distance with the ball, on a 3 week sports mc. I fail to convince myself 3 weeks will pass really quickly.

So after training went into the showers. Freshened up and decided to headed to Gracia's place instead. Joined Min and Shirlene there. Watched some dance movie and 17 again!!! ~squeals~ Zac is blazing hot ^^ I love the scene when he steps out of the car, Good Lord, -faints-. I have yet to get a proper start on homework. I should stop procrastinating. I really should. Yes, I will get to that asap.

Did I mention, I broke my Armani specs while washing them. They just snapped. My lens would have ran down the sink if I didn't stop staring at my sink in shock. So yesterday went down to Holland V to get a new pair. I'm going to be half-blind for the next 10 days, joy.

P.S: CAN'T WAIT FOR WEDNESDAY!!!! ^^

An expert is a person who has made all the mistakes that can be made in a very narrow field.

(via suckthatchalk)

Nothing has been particualarly interesting of late. I can't pick myself up to do anything. Not even homework, the very least. Everything feels like a drag. I need some frolick. I need to get back to netball. I need some money. I need some Maksim so thank God for Wednesday. I need some NZ. I want alot of other things. I think I need to focus. I shouldn't have turned down the invitation to the Penang trip, I just rejected an absolute shoping spree, what's wrong with me?

Collected the training schedule today. It doesn't look as bad as it sounds. Looking forward to camp!! Oh, I tried starving myself for a day. I am going to starve myself everyday. I must think of the $$$$ saved and fats lost. GO ME. AJA AJA HWAITING!!!!

Music is the only way to run away without leaving home.

Met Qianying @ the station in the morning. I'm finally out of the house. I swear if I didn't leave the house I would probably foget what my lobby looks like by the end of the week. Got round to Downtown East > Pasir Ris > Tamp > Bugis > Home. Came home with clothes in my hands, felt so awesome :) Must. Go. Shopping. Next. Week. Again.

No one is ready for a thing until he believes he can acquire it.

Operation keep-self-busy is failing. The time restriction on the laptop is getting me nowhere. I'm going insane. The english subbed videos are taking forever to release on youtube. I'm finishing the discs I rented over the weekend already. My books are about done. I can't touch on homework since I can barely pick up a pen with the bloody thick plaster backslab on my hand. Someone tell me what to do?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?

December plans is in no great shape either. Changed camp dates = going for day one of camp only. Then I'll rush home to sleep for 4 hours and get to the airport by 5am. Speaking of bbk, I can't do my packing/shopping list or itenary either. I need my longchamp bag for God's sake. At least Maksim's got me excited for next week. Sigh. Shit holidays.

Happy Birthday Gracia! + getting first ever cast.

Singapore (SIN - Changi Intl Terminal 2) on Thu, 03 Dec 2009
Bangkok (BKK - Suvarnabhumi Airport) on Sun, 06 Dec 2009

Bangkok trip is confirmed!! I love going back, family and shopping, both awesome in all ways :> Dates sort-of clash, so I'll have to leave camp a day early. The flight on the 3rd is at 0730. I'm presuming the flight = sleep. I'm going to do up a shopping list for this trip.

Side note, Happy Birthday Gracia!! I(L)U. Popped over to her place @ 530. Met Qiany before that. Photo spam!!!!!! Perfect day for photo spams. Food was good. Company was good. Watched Grudge 3 after dinner, the ghost's face is epic. It's retarded. I thought it was hilarious. Xy Tess Qiany thought otherwise anyway. Played Chuck and Larry after, didn't stay for the whole movie. Mum and Dad came, sent Qianying home and came home with a strangely sore neck.



















~THE HAO HAN POSE~ + a unhappy tessa





I can't believe I actually stood next to her for this photo. She's gone mental.









GRUDGE 3 TIME



MY DEAREST BIRTHDAY GIRL!!









I got my first (and last) cast today. At KK Hospital. Which sucks. I'd very much rather go to the usual Mount E. After everyone's nags to go to the doctor and I couldn't take the pain anymore, went this morning and got a referral to KK. So now I'm with a bloody thick mini-cast and a 30 days sports mc I'm extremely unhappy about. And you, I don't know what's eaten your brain, I can't tolerate your attitude that got stoaked in fucked shit anymore. You are my dad, and what am I? A study-slave. You're fucking double faced. The anger I build up in myself might wrinkle my face like a prune, you know.