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A collage of what is literally cat food. *grin* I'm a sucker for cute things so when I received this images in my inbox I couldn't resist and just HAD to make them into a layout. This layout was actually originally made a really long time ago - such that it was made to fit a 800x600 resolution screen, and it's evidence to show how old this layout is, since I've switched to using the 1280x1024 resolution for a pretty long time now. :p

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My other blogs
modorenai - Anime/manga/game/whatever blog
Language Cool - Language Blog

Friends' blogs
Cheryl
Kaori
Shuying
Dee(sease)
Ying
Mary
03A11
Dunkirk C... with the Wii (Gotta love nicknames that are actually longer than the actual name. :p)

Favourite Blogs:
GajinSmash.net
Anime Blogger Antenna
The Mr. Brown Show

Wishlist (Including the very unrealistic stuff. :p):
Game consoles
- Wii
- Nintendo DS Lite (Finally caved in to temptation and got one. And I'm loving it! :D Especially since I managed to sucker another friend into buying one too after we all got hooked on Ouendan. XD)
- PS3
- PSP :D
Language-related
- One of those "Learn Malay from scratch" type books (Turns out my dad had bought one of these earlier!)
- A Chinese-English/English-Chinese/Japanese-English/English-Japanese electronic dictionary.
Books
- Gut Feelings: The Intelligence of the Unconscious by Gerd Gigerenzer
- Any other books that are like Malcolm Gladwell's Blink (i.e. about science-y yet everyday things), except not that one since I have that already. :p
- Sunshine by Robin McKinley
- Dragonhaven by Robin Mckinley - The Stormlord by Tanith Lee - Anything by Diana Wynne Jones which I don't already have
- The Last Unicorn by Peter S. Beagle (I've borrowed this story from the library so many times to re-read - If I had my own copy I'd probably read it so many times that the cover'd fall off. :p)
- Anything that comes highly recommended by any of my friends
- Books relating to Chinese history/culture, English history/culture
- Good books on history, particularly World War II.
- Good Singaporean fiction. Non-fiction also very welcome.
- Books on Magic Tricks. (Not so much card and coin tricks but kiddy-party-type magic, please. :D)
DVDs
- Juuni Kokuki DVD Premium Box 1 and 2
- Will and Grace Seasons 1-8 Complete Box Set
- Seirei no Moribito DVDs
- 881
- The Teenage Textbook
- The King and the Clown
- Howl's Moving Castle
- Army Daze
- Monty Python and the Holy Grail (Thank you M and C-with-the-Wii! :D)
- Any good Singaporean movies
- Bend it Like Beckham
- Soylent Green
CDs
- 881 Soundtrack
- Lord of the Dance soundtrack
- Vanessa Mae CDs (I had one of her CDs ages ago but lost it, and that makes me very sad since I loved it. i_i)
- I'd also like to try some new music, so please do recommend me some - I'm especially interested in trying Celtic, Korean (Not the pop-y kind, but more the kind of BGMs you'll hear in Da Chang Jing) and Opera music.
Miscellaneous
- YesAsia.com Vouchers (I WILL LOVE YOU VERY MUCH IF YOU GET ME THESE. SERIOUSLY. I WILL.) Update: (I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH DEE MOK AND LA MOK. <3<3<3)
- Play-asia.com Vouchers (DITTO) - Amazon Vouchers
- Kinokuniya Vouchers
- Smartpen (Even though I don't need one, I'm a sucker for gimmicky things like this. And hey, it can be useful for studying/research! :D)
- Anything cute: Eg. Stationery, stuffed toys

And I'm sure the list will keep growing in the future as I remember more and more stuff I want to put on this. :p

List of books I've read recently (Meant to make sure I read regularly):
None (Shocking, I know. I am why behind on my reading. >_<)

List of books I'm currently reading/am planning to read:
To be updated.

Wednesday, 07 October 2009 (07/10/09) at 02:55 PM GMT :

It boggles the mind
mood: @_@

Wow I can't believe my parents don't believe me when I tell them I'm not going to get tested on stuff that has been cut out of the syllabus. Do they realise that they're not even making any logical sense? It's like instead of telling me to study smart they're telling me to study stupid by studying way more than is necessary, especially considering our lecturers have reassured us that they're not going to test us on stuff that they haven't taught us.

I'm not even angry or annoyed at this, I'm just... somewhat stunned at the illogicality of it all. Just... wow.

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Monday, 03 August 2009 (03/08/09) at 02:55 PM GMT :

A day in my life
mood: -_-

*after coming home from an outing with T*
Me: Hi mom and dad! I'm home!
Parents: Hi dear, how was your day?
Me: *explains what I did* ... Oh yeah, and I signed up for the JLPT exam at the end of this year!
Parents: What!? When's that!? You better make sure not to study too much for your Japanese and neglect your law studies!
Me: Of course I know that! Do you honestly have so little faith in me that you think I'll jeopardise my law exams just for my Japanese!?
Parents: ...
Parents: ...
Parents: ...
Me: ... Obviously you do. That's nice to know.

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Saturday, 01 August 2009 (01/08/09) at 02:55 PM GMT :

Blood pressure rising
mood: Pissed off

I know I always complain about how my parents always make me do all sorts of rubbish things all the time, but this really takes the cake. Can my mother not even fill in a simple blank in a warranty card when the information has already been provided for her by someone else!?

Fine, so she says the serial number on the moniter was too small for her to see, so she had to get her colleague to read the serial number for her. But after her colleague had given her the information? Could she just not do it immediately and then send out the card? Is there something amazingly magical about my hand that it is the only hand capable of copying over a measly row of letters and numbers from one piece of paper to another!?

I'm not annoyed with the fact that we'll now be sending the warranty card in way too late, since I myself am quite terrible with sending out warranty cards even though most of the time the deadline is within a week of the purchase. So I don't blame people for forgetting to do it.

What I'm angry about is the fact that what she's asking me to do is something so stupidly simple that even a three year old child can do it in all of 10 seconds. And she had to wait for me to come back from my holiday to do it since she couldn't even take that 10 seconds of her own time to do it herself.

Sometimes I really feel that the "slave" moniker they like to tease me with really means what it means.

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Friday, 01 May 2009 (01/05/09) at 02:55 PM GMT :

Of cars and childhood memories
music: Midnight Shuffle (?) by Question?
mood: Nostalgic

Had a poignant moment today when I sent my grandfather home by car by myself. Normally my mom sends him home, but she was feeling kind of tired after hosting lunch with some friends today (that's the reason why my grandfather had come over), and so asked me to send him home. (The ungrammatical Singaporean in me keeps wanting me to type "fetch him home". >_>)

It took some convincing since he was worried about me driving by myself, and he kept insisting he could take a taxi home instead. (Now I see where my mom's over-protectiveness comes from; it definitely runs in the family!) But after lots of "I'm a big girl now" and "No worries, I've driven there lots of times" etc., he finally relented and I was allowed to drive him back by myself.

Whilst in the car, my grandfather was quiet for a moment, then he let out a chuckle and said to me in Mandarin, "This is so funny. When you were young I used to fetch you from school to send you home every day. Now you're the one who's driving me home."

When he said that, I was immediately flooded with memories of all those literally hundreds of car trips with him. It was such an integral part of my life, those times in the car with my grandfather.

He used to be a terror on wheels, zooming and careening here and there and weaving in and out of traffic at breakneck speeds that simultaneously thrilled and scared the heck out of me. And because my grandfather's tiny little Honda didn't really have a functioning air-conditioner, I used to love rolling down the windows of the car and letting the buffeting wind whip ferociously through my hair, stirring
up the strands in a frenzied dance that flayed my ice-cold cheeks mercilessly. By the time my grandfather pulled smoothly into the driveway of my house, I would be crowned with a gloriously horrific head of Medusa hair. What amused me most was the contrast between own my frazzled appearance and my grandfather's perfectly immaculate one, for he always had his hair gelled neatly into place, which nonetheless never stopped him from whipping out a comb from his back pocket and combing down any errant strands that might have had the audacity to escape during the dustdevil of a ride.

Sadly, there came a time when the rides had to stop since it became harder for my grandfather to drive with his ailing eyesight. That was around the end of my primary school days, I think. But these rides were such an important part of my life that the memories stayed carved in my mind. In fact, I once wrote a poem on my grandfather and his grand prix driving skills for an English assignment in Secondary One. I can even remember the last stanza quite clearly even to this day.

He whips out a comb, and hair neatly in place,
Turns around with a smile on his face.
"Thank you, Grandfather, for sending me home."
"No problem my dear girl, no problem at all."

(... I never claimed to be a good poet. ^_^;; Memories of my past poems, such as this one, make me cringe - most particularly my first poem ever, which was written when I was 9 after a trip to China and which was inspired by the numerous weeping willows I saw lining the river banks there. I really should see if I can dig all these poems up and have a good laugh at my lack of literary talent.)

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Friday, 03 April 2009 (03/04/09) at 02:55 PM GMT :

Good friends are like diamonds, precious but rare
mood: much better

Thank goodness for friends who don't mind listening to you when you're feeling all emo and angsty and pent up and just need a listening ear to vent and rant and rage and essentially just bitch about a million and one things.

T, I really appreciate it! *smooches* (I think you can tell how grateful I am by how uncharacteristically mushy I'm being. :p)

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Thursday, 02 April 2009 (02/04/09) at 02:55 PM GMT :

A rolling good time

Because I realised I really should post more entries of substance as opposed to angsty emo posts that no one ever wants to read anyway, I'll be backblogging about the mostly good stuff that's happened to me lately (totally in no chronological order). The first entry up is about...

Bowling!

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I wonder why I bother feeling let down when I knew this would happen anyway.
mood: droopy

It's sad, but I've come to realise that I often don't bother bringing up certain suggestions to my parents, even if it's something really important to me or something that I'm really hoping I can do, because I know they'll disagree with them. To the extent that I've somewhat developed a defeatist attitude aka "Don't bother asking because it's not going to happen."

DYDCT, if you're reading this, this is why I've always seemed so lackluster about a trip to Oz. Not because I don't want to go but because I know the likelihood of it happening is really low.

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Wednesday, 18 March 2009 (18/03/09) at 02:55 PM GMT :

-_-
mood: Slightly annoyed

Parents. They never let you live it down if you so much as forget to say hi to them when coming home after meeting up with friends (even if you do it NINETY NINE OUT OF A HUNDRED OTHER TIMES), but at other times blatantly ignore you/don't respond when you try to speak to them. -_-

In other words, yes, the typical parental hypocrisy. (Why do I have the feeling that this is what I might be doing to my kids in the future. The thought scares me.)

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