1. I love music - classical music, jazz, blues, bossa nova, some pop, little rock, a little alternative... nothing metal nor trance. I'm not a big fan of rap/hip hop. It's imperative for me that someone likes the same music as I do. Things would not be pretty otherwise.

2. I'm an incredible home person. It's true. I absolutely love to spend time at home with my family.

3. I'm predictable and boring. But I love to travel. I love to try crazy things like sky diving (not base jumping!!), paragliding...

4. I can devote my life to playing the piano and learning languages. I'm currently spending my summer dabbling in music, learning French... ignoring German a little. ;)

5. I love cities, but would really like to go to some place less developed. On my list are some countries in Asia, and going to other exotic places like South America and Antarctica. I definitely HAVE to go to Antarctica. It's one of my must-dos before I die things.

Inspired by Adrian. I've actually discussed this with females I know and we all came to a common consensus. (So guys whatever bad stuff you do in a date can potentially give you a bad rep.) This might get me into potential trouble, but all 13 things listed here were actually committed by men who've asked me out:

1. Who foots the bill?
This actually happened this year. I was out with this guy for dinner and it got to the point where we had to call for the bill. I offered to foot the bill. Now, when a girl actually does that, a guy should always ask to foot the bill regardless. Only when the girl insists two or three more times then you know that the girl wants to foot the bill. The guy actually allowed me to foot the bill without asking - not that I mind, but it was bloody rude to do so anyway. Nevertheless, I never went out with him again. (And yes until now he's still asking me out - even a male friend knows about his desperate ways.)

2. And you're looking at...
No matter what, a guy's eyes should always be looking at the woman he's addressing in the eyes. It's rude to look at her chest and ruder to look at another woman in a date and comment that she's hot. A BIG no-no unless she (not the hot chick) is already your girlfriend of more than a few months.

3. Inflexibility
I had a knee injury about slightly over a month ago and agreed to go out for a movie with this guy. The next thing I knew he booked tickets for the movie. Well not that it's not nice of him but I tend to think about things a bit more and I hate to make commitments that I can't get out of - like the booked movie tickets. Closer to the day we were supposed to go out I fell ill (too much sun or something) and told the guy about it. Being the unthoughtful person he is he didn't take the hint to cancel on the booking. I don't care how much money you're wasting. I'm ill damnit. Nevertheless I was super pissed off (and sick and injured) on that day.

4. Asking a girl if she has PMS is not cool.
Strong exception: you are a very close, very personal friend or you're her boyfriend (depends on her mood). Period.

5. Commenting that she wants to get laid is not cool either.
This offence wasn't actually committed in a date but I take personal insult at it. The guy who committed this offence (whether he's aware of it or not) has the current honour of being in the black book of all close, personal girlfriends of mine who have yet to know him personally.

6. Calling your girlfriend "my girlfriend" is not cool when you've broken up with her.
OK this one wasn't really a date, but there was supposed to be a follow-up date thing which evidently I declined. This guy I met was with me for dinner and he had to take a call (call taking is fine as long as it doesn't drag to a potentially long conversation) from a friend. Then somewhere in the conversation he said the word "girlfriend". He tried to explain later that he was still used to calling his girlfriend "my girlfriend" cos they broke up recently but I wasn't going to take that explanation.

7. Being a self-righteous bastard makes you a self-righteous bastard.
And I thought I was going to run out of stories. This happened...almost 3 years ago. I went out with said person for some shopping, and then the next day we were out for a movie. The sin wasn't actually committed on movie day, but through a period of time. He couldn't live with the way I was living (and he was just a friend) and tried to be all self-righteous and criticised me. I gave him a piece of my mind. We never talked again.

8. Revealing your desire of aesthetically beautiful women scores you a zero immediately.
and I do mean immediately. Committed by #3, on our way up the escalators this female-deprived dude decided to say that his female boss/supervisor was ugly blah blah. And then he goes on to say that what he wants is someone who's aesthetically beautiful. That doesn't work for me. And why would someone so amazingly beautiful like someone so disgustingly ugly? I know most guys are shallow and that's precisely why I hate most men. And yes I do mean hate. And this guy in question isn't stupid.

9. Not respecting any female makes you a walking moron.
And I mean any female. There're so many females out there and so many ways to not respect them - treating them like objects, excluding or ostracising them, dumping one for another, making sexist jokes... this list goes on. I think countless guys I know have done this in one way or another and I have zero respect for them.

10. Very odd, inopportune texts and calls makes you a desperado.
#6 knows the art of the time to text someone...something that is commendable apart from the fact that he committed a sin. This also makes him an extremely good liar. I don't know anyone else who knows this art (and I do know quite a number of people) apart from him. However the twat who committed sins 1, 2, 4, 8, 9 has committed sin #10. And he thinks he still has a chance with me. Guys amuse me so much sometimes.

Basically sin 10 is about..desperation. The guy who has committed 6 sins has stalked me to the point until I can't be stalked any more. I've made it very, very clear to this guy that there is NO way I can like him and I still feel the same way. Male friends who've actually heard - and seen his antics - know that I'm not exaggerating. Point in case. (And this is only one example out of many.) I was out with two friends, a guy and girl. Then this despo texts me at around noon time. I don't answer because I am tired of his desperate ways.

He texts me again at 1+PM calling me names (this guy is 10 years older than I am.. I feel like saying God please find someone your own age and stop acting like a kid!). Heeding my male friend's advice I don't reply him. Then in the middle of our tea at 4+PM he calls me. I don't answer either. And I get calls two days later and texts asking me why I never call him back... the worse thing about this guy is that he stalks me to the point until he knows where I stays (he didn't ask me for the information; he forced it out of someone else). He commits the further sins of #11, trying to find out what your parents and relatives are doing when you don't know the girl well, and #12, asking me every time how my love life is when you're not my close friend. I don't know why it doesn't get to some people that I just don't like anyone that easily (honestly). Even if I have a boyfriend I wouldn't tell him in a million years primarily because I wouldn't want him to get stalked, too.

I don't want to come across as picky or anything but all these points have been validated by other women so there. But thankfully I have a fair share of going out with men who are gentlemen in every way..but I wasn't exactly a perfect guest haha.

I wonder if this makes all the guys who haven't committed any sin (yet) liars.

Labels: men

It's now raining at 7PM and I'm the only one at home listening to the way you look tonight after a particularly long day. It's nice being alone at home listening to the rain and music.

Part of the lyrics is on my MSN nickname, and a (good & close) friend asks,
friend: just out of curiosity...
friend: is the person in ur nick
friend: like ____(name of person) ?
friend: ;)
friend: or perhaps someone special
me: err it's the lyrics to the song "the way you look tonight"
me: but yes when i listen to it..it's him i think of

Actually when I listen to alot of songs I think of him, not necessarily cos I like him but more that that's exactly how I feel about him; it's a comfort like.. hot chocolate on a rainy day. Like having a place to return to after a cold winter night.

The other night My Best Friend's Wedding was playing on HBO which is freaky cos I was thinking about it. I've been experiencing a hormonal imbalance so I cried at the end (and I cried at all the other chick flicks they aired). There's a soothing song that's called You Don't Know Me by Jann Arden. I'm not going to appear like I'm all enigmatic or something to the extent that people don't know me, but it's a nice song.

If you love someone, you say it, right then, out loud. Otherwise, the moment just.. passes you by.

OK back to work.

Labels: friends, movies, music, reflections, reminiscing

Labels: music, reminiscing

Have been a little busy with work, it's not even funny.

senior's homecoming/m*a*f at hwachong;

losing ourselves in saturday night lights


feels like christmas






xiaobai, mh & me (:


xueyi, "may" (that's her coffeebean name hehe so cute; my coffeebean name is "jade", always changing though), me, yj and xb


llywelyn, kianmeng & me


james, me, xy, ziyun & her friend


cheryl & i (: i miss her!


my gorgeous classmates sara weiqi may xb me & shengqi :)

Daniel got some great pictures but i think his file size is too big hahaha.

More pictures due after this Friday..

Labels: college, rambling

I'm more fried than a cheeseburger in McDonalds.

Just what is due NEXT WEEK is already enough to kill me;
1. Tutorial 4 for ops management (done)
2. Team report due Monday (done)
3. Individual assignment 2 for marketing (am currently doing research done.. oh boy i love databases)
4. Complete reading all seven term papers for critique
5. Critique on film (done)
6. Tutorial 4 for F&A
7. Coming up with meeting outlines for next Thursday's meeting
8. Reading all text including chapter 5 ops management, chapter 4 F&A, chapters 3 & 12 M&O, chapter 8 marketing, 4 readings.

Long term, ongoing projects: 5 6.

My job should really read: Researcher, long nights, and if you like it, writing a lot of papers. No pay.

And I like it. I like this madness that I've signed up for.

I'm so fried.

* * *
/edit 2.42am/ I just realised that assignment 3 for marketing has requires researching on Barbies. This isn't good given my record with dolls - I have pediophobia, which is basically a fear of dolls. I have a whole other story called The Doll Story in the other older blog. I didn't know Barbie's site
so I googled "Barbie" and there was a link.

I clicked it and moved at least a metre away from the table, with jacket half covering my face.

Not funny at all.

Barbies are getting more vicious now - they used to only threaten with blinking (scared the living daylights out of me) when I was young, and now I realise with a pang that THEY MOVE. ON THEIR OWN ACCORD.

I tried to find "Fashion Fun" and AS USUAL, there wasn't any "Fashion Fun" on the screen. So I clicked the closest to it, and voila - a pop up window appeared, and IT HAD THIS HUGE PICTURE OF A LIVING BARBIE.

I covered my whole face and screamed. Out loud.

Mom, who's watching the TV, comes over to close the window.

And I can't sleep. I don't know how to complete the assignment given my fear of barbies and dolls.

I was talking to the neighbour the other day at our porch and I saw that there was this evil little toy baby on his living room couch. They're seriously dangerous.

Honestly.

Labels: college, phobias, work

And everything will be fine.

It's morning in London now and all I can think of is how everyone is scattered all over the world and even at home, you feel lost and small.

Some of the people I miss would've gotten a blast email from me a couple of days ago, haha. It's actually sent to people from my college so.. don't feel too bad if you didn't receive it. You're still missed :)

I've actually been sick for three days running - discreetly self-medicating but the lack of sleep negates it I guess. It's just really hard trying to be productive while feeling bleagh.

I've been feeling weak all week- I don't know why, it's just seeing all these people whose plight are worse than mine that makes me feel really bad and sorry for them. Sometimes I wish I could help them, which I know I will in due time, if everything works out...

Something happened today and I realise that I'm a really bad person; I'm mean, rude, tactless and insensitive.. and I wish I can take those words back.

I really wish I could.

PS. I'd never, never want to be in love with anyone but you.
PPS. Second time in my life I heard the advice to "marry someone who loves you more than you love him"... which is true.

Labels: rambling, sick

Is one of my favourite Italian songs; I grew up to love Italian songs, first when I took two weeks off to tour the country... also subsequently grew to like a person who proved to be everything I wished for then. He was my favourite companion in travelling;

Although I didn't have an enjoyable time in Rome last year, I won't forget all the good times that I spent there, and all the good songs; Nessun Dorma, Come Back to Sorrento, Santa Lucia Luntana...

So it was really a shock when I heard that Pavarotti has passed away; I may not have known most of his works, but I knew one of his more popular ones, Nessun Dorma. Haven't heard it in quite some time, but when I heard it here, I cried because of the lyrics and the emotion;

Nessun dorma!... Tu pure, o Principessa,

Nella tua fredda stanza

Guardi le stelle

Che tremano d'amore e di speranza.

It's a love like no other.

Labels: music, nessun dorma, travelling

I'm actually online right now at SIX TWENTY ONE AM people.

I haven't slept all night and I'm still wide awake. Prime Time Morning starts in 8 minutes' time and I'm reading on politics online. I don't know what kind of sick routine this is.

But gosh I AM sick. How I wish I can fall asleep normally at normal times like everyone else.

I have a lecture at 10AM. This is not good.

OK I'm going to have another go at trying to get some sleep. But naked Daffy duck(s) make me laugh (read the straits).

My bed trembles.

Labels: insomnia

L.O.V.E. this song.

Flight SQ322
London Heathrow LHR
2320

Not too long, now...

Labels: rants