SMS

One of the sweetest SMSes I've seen in a long time:

"This is a toast to us ladies for 2007! For the men who have us, the losers who had us, and the lucky guys who will still meet us! Send this to all the beautiful women you know. I just did. Don't break the chain. You can make someone feel real special. Have a wonderful year ahead. To all my special pals."

This is the best New Year message one can receive, in my opinion.

KL Trip Dec 2006

Went to KL for the first time the few days before the Christmas weekend. The journey up wasn't bad, they upgraded us for free to a nicer bus with nice big plush seats. Too bad I didn't get to sleep much cos I was chatting with Piggy Fren. When we reached KL, she started to play with my seat. Okay, see, our seats are controlled by pressing some buttons, so yes, she pressed my buttons. It got her so amused, I do not know why.

Our first destination after putting our stuff in our hotel was to go to KLCC. We took a taxi there. I don't know if taxi is the right word. But it was a nice big cab. Bear decided to try out his (brand-new) camera in the cab.


Pic 315: Bear and Chris. I really like this photo.



Pic 316: Piggy Fren and me. I think this was the only pic we took together in KL.



Pic 316: I think Bear was trying out the flash or something. Me and Snowflake. bear took a thousand and one photos of us, with the excuse that he's 'testing his camera'. I think he just wants to see my pretty face. *blush*


Then we reached our destination.


Pic 317: Petronas Twin Towers. I hope I got the name right.



Pic 318: A closer view.



Pic 319: Getting tired of all these shots yet?



Pic 320: A picture of us. I don't really understand why when people are tasked to take pictures for other people, they always assume we want a full body shot. And you know what, they NEVER ASK. The other day I was at Vivocity and someone asked me to help them take a picture. I asked them, "Full body? Half-body?" Turns out they only wanted half-body shot, so if I had been idiotic, I'd have taken pictures like these. Grrr. Okay rant over.



Pic 321: Another picture of us, missing the Bear (cos he was the one who took this pic) with the ACTUAL THING (huge-ass Christmas Tree) we wanted to take in the first place.



Pic 322: More scenery pics! This was taken from where we were sitting at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf inside KLCC. Before that, I bought a book from Kinokuniya, Kamila Shamsie's Broken Verses.



Pic 323: And yes, we did sit there until it turned dark.


We took a cab back as well, and Chris had great fun bargaining with one of the cabbies. We got a cab back at a slightly cheaper price than when we went. Just for the kicks larh, yah?

We ate at some place which name escapes me already with not very good food. )= We didn't wander about much cos I think we were all tired. We ended up playing bridge till quite late, then went to bed. Piggy Fren and I slept even later, cos we were gossiping under the covers.

The next day, Midvalley! Took public transport for the first time in four months. Haha.


Pic 324: Piggy Fren and Chris in the train. Got fu qi xiang k. Don't play play.



Pic 325: I think this was at Midvalley. Chris was trying on a pink shirt in a shop, and the changing room has TRANSLUCENT DOORS. I won't want to change in a room like that.


We had a much nicer dinner that night, and was even cheaper larh. Then we went to a shopping complex near our hotel. Wandered around before returning to the hotel, then playing bridge again until 3.30am. Even though we agreed not to sleep, we all ended up sleeping except for Piggy Fren and Chris.


Pic 326: On the last day in the coach. I didn't sleep much the night before, so I just wanted to sleep. That's why I'm not smiling. 

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What I've learnt from the trip: I look good in every photo I was in. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. No, I'm just kidding. Whatever I learnt, it's between myself and the last few people I've talked to.

Next post, pictures of the NUSKK pre-Christmas party at Twinny's house.

1st kyu

I know I promised pictures, but I am an incorrigible liar.

Grading is finally over, and even though my grade was waiting for me, I don't feel like I did my best to take it. But it's okay, if the grading panel gave me the grade, it means that they think I am capable of being that grade, training up to that grade, and then training beyond that grade. I'm just glad that the grading panel sees it fit to give me the grade.

That being said, I will always feel inadequate about my ability. I will never be as good as my opponent in shiai, in training. I firmly believe that as long as I think that I'm better than my partner, I will never be as good as someone who is of a lower rank, but more humble.

Congrats to all those who passed grading, and all the people who got what they want.

And Godspeed, you cannot jump grade from ni-kyu to shodan larh.

pictures coming soon

I got tons of pictures from my GESL project. But I'm lazy to upload them. (= So next entry.

I learnt something new today. I learnt that being blue = being happy. Haha. Original context: "Went training yesterday. Arms almost came off towards the end. Woke up today with an aching body. But I like my new gi and hakama haha. I'm blue again!"

I had to babysit my sister today, and again on Saturday. So today I brought her to the playground near my new place. There was an old auntie there with her two-year-old grandson who thought I was my sister's mother. (Does that make sense?) She asked me in Mandarin, "Only one? Why not have more?" I was wondering if I should tell her that she is not my daughter, but nah, the truth requires a bit more explanation and more lies. So I just said I didn't want more. Help, I think I've reached that stage in my life where people think I'm a very young mother. I don't think it's supposed to be flattering, because it means I look plump enough to have given birth. Ugh.

Brought her swimming at my beloved Piggy Fren's condo, but my idiot sister refused to let Piggy Fren in. So bo bian, I just 'swam' (in the loosest sense of the word) with my sister. Then we headed off to IMM to have lunch (Happy Meal!). This sister is expensive... I spent $4.50 on her Happy Meal, $3.85 on her Pringles, and $9.90 on a VCD that she picked out. Since she was being okay (read: not needing me to carry her so much), I bought it for her.

I also learnt today that carrying a three-year-old is more tiring on the arms than swinging a shinai way over my head. I finally went back to training yesterday, after a month off. All I will say is that I lost focus in the last few months, especially during the May to September period when I was quite depressed (-squish-, as someone said). I woke up this morning with no aches. But now my arms are aching all because I carried a kid around.

I'm babysitting her again next week argh. But this time I'm bringing her to the beach with my NIE friends. I still haven't figured out what nicknames to give them. One of them is Strawberry, cos of an inside joke about painting her first car like a strawberry. The other one... (=

Pictures next entry!

a lot of stuff.

The next house I buy, I will set aside one room with plenty and plenty of bookcases/shelves. Because I realised that I have way, way, WAY too many books. Not just fiction books or textbooks, but Notes. Lots and lots of Notes. And Files filled with Notes. I am a pack rat; I keep all notes that I think are useful, which are usually too many. For example, I have all my JC Mathematics and Biology notes. I also have my Sec 1 through 4 E. Maths textbooks, and two copies of the A. Math textbook. I also have all my maths tuition notes from Sec 3 to JC2. I also have six semesters worth of NUS notes.

Well, now. I thought this bookshelf that I bought would be enough, but it isn't, sadly so. So! Next house I buy will have one room specially for all my books/notes.

While packing, I also realised something horrifying. I always thought that I have very little clothes, as in, not a whole lot. But today as I was packing, I realised that I actually have a lot of clothes. A Lot. )= So much for thinking I'm low maintainence. I have always firmly believed that I don't have anything wear most of the time. I shall stop buying so many tops. I just bought a new one from Espirit some more.

Okay it's time to do more packing whee!

*prods idlely*

Actually, there's nothing that I really want to write about. I know, I know... If you don't feel like blogging, then don't blog. But I feel a compulsion to fill in the empty space.

I like this section from one of mrbrown's latest podcast: *After passing under an ERP gentry* "Another dollar down the drain. Why you drive this way? Why you want to go to town? For what? In fact, why are you even driving? Petrol very cheap ah? Road tax cheap ah? Your car is father buy for you one ah?"

But I'll repeat what one of my classmates asked me the other day, "Have you ever regretted buying your car?" No. Absolutely, positively, definitely not. Public transport? Heheheheheheheheheheh. It's a phrase alien to me. Once you get a car, you'll never go back, I swear. The ERP. The season parking. The road tax. The carpark coupons. The annoyingly expensive shopping centre carparks. It is worth every. single. dollar.

Of course, I must learn to look after my car larh. I think I will take it to a carwash tmr. I have finally succumbed... I have no time and no energy to wash my car by hand anymore. Boohoo. And I got a lesson plan due on Monday.

(This is a completely inane entry, you should know what's best for you.)

Sometimes I wonder why people ask me, "Are you okay?" What do they want me to answer? Of course the answer is, "Yeah, I'm okay. Why leh?" What makes them think that I'll say anything else? Psschh. I'm fine. I'm okay. Like that lor. Can larh. So-so. Do you really wanna hear about every single detail of my mundane little life?

Also, I'm wondering who's the boliao person who's searching for me using Yahoo!'s search engine. C'mon, Yahoo! is of the past. People use Google Blog Search now. Keep up with the times, man! Anyway, I tested out the phrase on the search engine, and lo and behold, my blog url was the first url displayed. I don't understand it! I am so nice that I don't even use people's real names on my blog. Well, almost.

Yesterday I had lunch with Valedictorian, then I went to have lunch at NUS with Les (I have no nickname for you). Then I stoned in Central Library for a good three hours before throwing in the towel and going home for a shower. Twinny called me lazy when I refused to walk to my car and drive back to get my laptop. But my car was so far awaaaaaaay. *whines*

Oh, would you just look at that? I spent ten minutes typing this inane entry, and you just spent three minutes of your life (if you read fast) on absolutely nothing worthwhile. Yay, life!

guess what???

Guess who's going to watch Phantom of the Opera next year???



I got these five seats the first time round, then for some inexplicable reason, my internet suddenly conked out on me. I was annoyed! I quickly connected, and tried to rebook, but I got lousy seats, so I tried again. This time I got a bunch of seats to the left, 17-22. I was thinking, mai hiam buay pai larh. So I proceeded to purchase those seats, and guess what! When SISTIC says DBS CREDIT card, they really mean CREDIT CARD HOLDERS. So I argh-ed and went back to re-do the booking.

And this must really be Fate, cos on my final try, I got back the exact same five seats the system allocated me the first time round! Is this Fate or is it Fate!!! In case you can't see the tiny words, these are Cat 1 tickets, meaning, just a notch below the VIP seats. Hell, I only get to go for these things once in a blue moon, might as well spend since I can right? However, now I have to get money back from Root Plant, Lawyer and Little Unwashed Body cos $810 is a damn siong amount to be suddenly gone from one's bank account. After all, I got a car to pay for.

The last person who's going is my beloved Precious. So! Five of us. Too bad, Godspeed... Don't be cheapo larh.

confession

Actually, the main reason there is a lack of photos these days is because... I kinda lost interest in my camera. Cos it's old, and it's crappy, and I'm too lazy to charge the batteries. So it's either I get a new camera, or I make do with my current one. You know, I don't really spend a lot of money on stuff like that. The only money I spend recklessly on is Kurt Halsey's stuff. Go google him, I'm a little lazy to do a link. I just recklessly spent money on his new journal which I might not even use. But! Like Precious said, "Disposable income, disposable time." That was actually a response to my sudden, last minute question, "Eh, anyone wants to watch movie tmr?? (where tmr = friday)"

Actually, that's not quite true. I just spend when I want to, not like a certain Root Plant who compares his bank account balance to other people's and get miserable. The only bank account balance I compare with is my Past Bank Account Balance. Like that I'll always be happy. (=

I completely forgot that I had this window open. I shall stop blabbering and go to bed because I have to head out to Bukit Timah Hill tmr at the ungodly hour of 7.30am. )=

I miss having someone to talk to.

this is so funny

Words cannot express my amusement.


Or maybe they can.

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teamNUS sports awards

Went back to NUS for the teamNUS Sports Awards ceremony. Thanks to Twinny who nominated four of us, I am now the proud owner of a little glass thing with my name on it. I'll post pictures when I can find the batteries for my camera. I think it's time to get myself a nice new digicam. Anyway, it was a simple award, a Honorary Award. Nothing special like the team awards and what not. All the people there looked like sports people. You know, tan and fit.

My Desperate Housewives is taking a very long time to be done... No new episode by the weekend. Bleah.

it's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere i go
but i'm doing it
it's hard to force that smile when i see your old friends and i'm alone

I'm not ready yet. I don't know if I'll ever be ready.

Better Not

Life
would perhaps
be easier
if I had
never met you

Less sadness
each time
when we must part
less fear
of the next parting
and the next after that

And not so much either
of this powerless longing
when you're not there

which wants only the impossible
and that right away
next minute
and then
when that can't be
is hurt
and finds breathing difficult

Life
would perhaps be
simpler
If I hadn't met you
Only it wouldn't be
my life

-Erich Fried (1921-88)
Austrian poet

everybody hurts

when your day is long, and the night,
and the night is yours alone,
when you think you've had enough of this life,
hang on.

don't let yourself go,
cos everybody cries.
and everybody hurts sometimes.

Had lunch with a friend today and she said something that's really quite true. It's something that everyone should do, I believe. She said that when someone's upset, and they talk to you, they are not looking for you to tell them the truth. All they want is to hear positive things, like, it's going to be okay, you will be fine, rather than things like, you're disappointing, you need to wake up your idea.

Truth is overrated, at any rate.

Stop thinking, live your life. Find a goal, find someone to love, just forget that I ever existed. You're not irrelevant, I'm just trying to make sure you're not significant any more.

Will you let me go?

Rascal Flatts - What Hurts The Most

Heard this song on radio for the last few days, finally found out the artiste and song title.

Here ya go.

in other news

I realised I made a big big booboo in my ICT essay. Damnit! And now I got randomly paired up with a classmate for another assignment, and I don't really know what to do. I should have read up on the assignment earlier and found myself a partner, rather than be... randomly assigned one. =
Almost completely forgot that I have an essay due next Friday. Luckily, someone reminded me. I forgot whom, but someone did. And also... a lot more deadlines. That's why I say I forget what day/date it is, because all I can remember are deadlines (and sometimes I don't even remember the deadlines).

I got a haircut today! Now my hair falls just below my shoulders. And I have decided to keep a fringe of sorts from now on. Pictures next time, perhaps.

(You know this is the only way I'm willing to communicate with you. Will you do the same?)


click

quick updates

- i don't like hospitals. who does? first time sleeping in one of those beds with railings and clean white sheets for two hours. never do i want to be there again. there's nothing to do except sleep. and sleep. and stare at the ceiling. and there's nothing except whiteness and people moving in and out. at least i didn't need to pay a thing; i'm fully insured by my employers.

- good luck.

- please stop waiting. i take back what i said. move on. i'm sorry, but this is the way it has to be.

- i hope you're doing fine out there without me
cos i'm not doing so good without you
the things i thought you never knew about me
were the things i guess you always understood
so how could i have been so blind for all these years

venn diagram

More here.

snip

i don't wanna do this anymore
i don't wanna be the reason why
everytime i walk out the door
i see him die a little more inside
i don't wanna hurt him anymore
i don't wanna take away his life
i don't wanna be a murderer.

i am sorry. one day we'll know the reasons why. you and i knew it would come sooner or later. i am sorry for everything. i am still glad that i met you.


i love you. goodbye.

funny stuffs

Some gems from mrbrown. I especially like the Pluto one. Trust these talented people to come up with stuff that is so... relevant.

The talented mrbrown and mrmiyagi presenting Sian.

Are you feeling sian?
the weather cannot change,
and neither can my life,
i am siiiaaaaaaaaan...

how did i get so sian?


Where have you been, if you haven't heard that Pluto has been downgraded from a planet to a dwarf planet?
Pruto has been downgraded.

"no wonder! last time ask you to run about the sun, you run all over the prace! ask you to run in a circle, you run oval. some more you out of shape. everybody here is round, you don't know what irregurar shape. you should be in obese pratoon!"

"you chao keeeeeng. you downgraaaade. you no prride! you call yourself a pranet! lousy piece of rock. ahh you go downgrade and you go service side larh you! no prride. go and do your area cleaning now! your orbit there got a lot of small object."

Coldplay - Fix You

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse.

And the tears come streaming down your face
Cos you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream, down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I..

Tears stream, down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I..

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.

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don't fix me. it's always in sept, isn't it?

stuff

Got this off Squirt's blog. It's Time's 100 Greatest Novels. There are plenty of such lists around, and there's always some fault with each of them. Everyone's got their own list of 100 greatest novels. So I'm going through the list just to see if I've read some of the novels that some people call the 'greatest'.

The Adventures of Augie March - Saul Bellow
All the King's Men - Robert Penn Warren
American Pastoral - Philip Roth
An American Tragedy - Theodore Dreiser
Animal Farm - George Orwell
Appointment in Samarra - John O'Hara
Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret - Judy Blume
The Assistant - Bernard Malamud
At Swim-Two-Birds - Flann O'Brien
Atonement - Ian McEwan
Beloved - Toni Morrison (have the book, haven't read it)
The Berlin Stories - Christopher Isherwood
The Big Sleep - Raymond Chandler
The Blind Assassin - Margaret Atwood (have the book, haven't read it)
Blood Meridian - Cormac McCarthy
Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
The Bridge of San Luis Rey - Thornton Wilder
Call It Sleep - Henry Roth
Catch-22 - Joseph Heller
The Catcher in the Rye - J.D. Salinger
A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
The Confessions of Nat Turner - William Styron
The Corrections - Jonathan Franzen
The Crying of Lot 49 - Thomas Pynchon
A Dance to the Music of Time - Anthony Powell
The Day of the Locust - Nathanael West
Death Comes for the Archbishop - Willa Cather
A Death in the Family - James Agee
The Death of the Heart - Elizabeth Bowen
Deliverance - James Dickey
Dog Soldiers - Robert Stone
Falconer - John Cheever
The French Lieutenant's Woman - John Fowles (yes, I've actually read this book.)
The Golden Notebook - Doris Lessing
Go Tell it on the Mountain - James Baldwin
Gone With the Wind - Margaret Mitchell (only an abridged version)
The Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck (picked it up, never finished it)
Gravity's Rainbow - Thomas Pynchon
The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
A Handful of Dust - Evelyn Waugh
The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter - Carson McCullers
The Heart of the Matter - Graham Greene
Herzog - Saul Bellow
Housekeeping - Marilynne Robinson
A House for Mr. Biswas - V.S. Naipaul
I, Claudius - Robert Graves
Infinite Jest - David Foster Wallace
Invisible Man - Ralph Ellison (on my list of books to read)
Light in August - William Faulkner
The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe - C.S. Lewis (the whole series too)
Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
Lord of the Flies - William Golding
The Lord of the Rings - J.R.R. Tolkien
Loving - Henry Green
Lucky Jim - Kingsley Amis
The Man Who Loved Children - Christina Stead
Midnight's Children - Salman Rushdie
Money - Martin Amis
The Moviegoer - Walker Percy
Mrs. Dalloway - Virginia Woolf
Naked Lunch - William Burroughs
Native Son - Richard Wright
Neuromancer - William Gibson
Never Let Me Go - Kazuo Ishiguro
1984 - George Orwell
On the Road - Jack Kerouac
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest - Ken Kesey
The Painted Bird - Jerzy Kosinski
Pale Fire - Vladimir Nabokov
A Passage to India - E.M. Forster
Play It As It Lays - Joan Didion
Portnoy's Complaint - Philip Roth
Possession - A.S. Byatt (maybe the book will be better than the movie)
The Power and the Glory - Graham Greene
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie - Muriel Spark
Rabbit, Run - John Updike
Ragtime - E.L. Doctorow
The Recognitions - William Gaddis
Red Harvest - Dashiell Hammett
Revolutionary Road - Richard Yates
The Sheltering Sky - Paul Bowles
Slaughterhouse-Five - Kurt Vonnegut
Snow Crash - Neal Stephenson
The Sot-Weed Factor - John Barth
The Sound and the Fury - William Faulkner
The Sportswriter - Richard Ford
The Spy Who Came in From the Cold - John le Carre
The Sun Also Rises - Ernest Hemingway
Their Eyes Were Watching God - Zora Neale Hurston
Things Fall Apart - Chinua Achebe
To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
To the Lighthouse - Virginia Woolf
Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller
Ubik - Philip K. Dick
Under the Net - Iris Murdoch
Under the Volcano - Malcolm Lowry
Watchmen - Alan Moore & Dave Gibbons
White Noise - Don DeLillo (on my personal reading list)
White Teeth - Zadie Smith
Wide Sargasso Sea - Jean Rhys (bought the book, haven't read it)

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In other news, my car got a flat tyre yesterday. The short story is that it's now changed FOC.

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Some appliance in my house short circuited the entire flat. And my grandmother waited 2 hours in the dark, and would have just spent the rest of the night like that if I hadn't come home and decided that something should be done.

Bunch of pictures

Took a few pictures over the last few weeks, but just didn't feel like updating. So here goes:

Celebrated my Baobei's birthday a few weeks ago. Went to Settler's Cafe at Katong, then headed to Hong Kong Cafe? I think that's the name, to have dinner/supper. My lovely girls waited with me for my bus before crossing the road to head home.


Picture 306: My Darling being coy.



Picture 307: Baobei being cute.



Picture 308: Me and the birthday girl.


Went for the Fireworks Festival on Friday. Parked at Esplanade. Omg, please don't park at Esplande unless you got lots of cash to spare, like those rich people who can spend a few hundred on drama productions. It's $4 an hour. I didn't get a lot of nice pictures, but I got a nice video. Too bad there's a tree right smack across my line of vision. Bo bian. Only got there around 8plus.


Picture 309: Fireworks...



Picture 310: Fireworks...



Picture 311: And more fireworks.


And finally, the pictures that some of you have been waiting for...


Picture 312: My new car. It's not second-hand.



Picture 313: I put two stuffed toys on each side. I used to get stuffed toys for my birthday, and I never knew what to do with them. So the other day, I threw them all into the washing machine, and then threw them into my car. The rabbit is from Jaime-san, the giraffe from someone I don't talk to anymore. On the other side are two bears, one Tatty Bear from Stas, and the blue one is the Science fac bear. Yes larh, I bought it larh. Support support ma.



Picture 314: Side view of my car. Btw, it's a Hyundai Getz 1.1M. 

Btw, before you start saying, "Wah!! So rich ah! Buy car ah! Father-mother sponsership, right?" Let me tell you that although my mother encouraged me to get a car (because the journey to and from school is quite far), I am paying for the car myself. Petrol, road tax, season parking, cashcard top-ups, insurance, the whole works, I'm paying for it. And before you say, "Wah, earning so much ah!" Let me tell you that I'm not using the car for leisure. After paying for all of the above, where got money to go chiong?! Also, only one person actually intuitively got the intention of the car. I am quite surprised actually, that someone could actually understand the rationale of the car.

Graduation - More Pictures (the only way I know)

Picture 290: Me and my brother.



Picture 291: Piggy Fren and her little soft toy.



Picture 292: Don't really recall why I was posing with this.



Picture 293: Me and the huge banner outside UCC.



Picture 294: Obligatory picture with the cardboard pieces the school set up behind UCC.



Picture 295: Acting hiao.



Picture 296: Moving on to the smaller board...



Picture 297: Ready? One... Two...



Picture 298: Three! Obligatory picture of graduate throwing mortar into the air. Cannot lose it in a crowd k; it's rented.



Picture 299: Moving back to the big board with a couple of balloons we filched from the ground.



Picture 300: Acting hiao again, posing on the steps. I say "acting", because we are really sweet people who aren't hiao in the least.



Picture 302: This is where we studied for a couple of maths exams, specifically MA2213 (I think).



Picture 303: Bachelor of Science (Mathematics).



Picture 304: A picture with Uncle, where I am not doing anything funny to him.



Picture 305: Bye bye, NUS. 

If you're wondering why all the pictures have the same few people in them... Well, it's because they were the only people around to take so many pictures with.

Graduation - Pictures

Pic 369: Piggy Fren and me, and her little MashiMaro thingie.



Pic 270: Alex and me! Haven't seen him in a long long time.



Pic 271: Me and Daniel, also known as Piggy Fren's official photographer for the day.



Pic 272: Piggy Fren no have steady hands.



Pic 273: Kang and me. He flew back specially (not for me) from I-don't-know-where to be around for the after-ceremony.



Pic 274: Piggy Fren and me waving our scrolls about.



Pic 275: How come she no smile bright bright like me???



Pic 276: My bestest secondary school friend. Quick, she's still unattached, who wants her number?



Pic 277: Victor "High On Coffee" Cheng. I think he smiled so much that his face is permanently stuck on bug-eyed mode. He abandoned his gf for so long larh, the poor girl was just hanging around waiting for him. Lousy bf! *wags finger*



Pic 278: Another one of those silly Maths major/English Studies minor person. d= Met her in Sem1, and just kept ending up taking same modules with her.



Pic 279: Me and Uncle Brown Nut!!!! He looks constipated, as usual.



Picture 280: Me and the smartest girl I know. She is like, so smart. I like this picture, the lighting was just right.



Picture 281: The funny part about this photo is that we were both muttering under our breaths in Chinese, "Eh, hurry up can. Very hot, very hot!!! The sun shining on us, can hurry up or not!!!"



Picture 282: Bullying Uncle again.



Pic 283: And again. *jabs his stomach*



Pic 284: My beloved Baobei.



Pic 285: Both of us in our gowns!!! I completely forgot that we took a picture in our gowns!



Pic 286: I love this picture. Love you, Baobei!!!



Pic 287: Must bao bao!



Pic 288: Cannot forget to take picture of Uncle in his gown.



Pic 289: Class of 2006.