What happend? Oh.. What happened to my English? Had it been my sudden interest in dialects or my arrogant mockery at Singlish-speakers? I know, it is
RETRIBUTION. Alas, retribution has fallen on me. I am tongue-tied and possibly brain-numbed. That explains why my LM essay reads like a badly chopped ribs, full of shattered bones. How is Adrianna going to understand my very feeble attempt in expaining theories?
Thank God the econs test tomorrow comprises of only Multiple Choice Questions. Wait a moment, What econs test? Oh, you mean there is Econs test tomorrow??? Jacq, sweet Jacq, yo are a
GONNER.
Jacqueline
2:56 PM
My poor Xinni got hurt by her friends in her vollybally practice. No tears, only laughter. That is my cousin, my poor but brave cousin. Stressed as you might feel, push on. I will be there. Eh.. Nah.. you are not a nerd. I love your new spectacles.
WE love your new specs.
Hope your wounds will heal fast. *huggles*
SO CUTE! I wish he would get one too!
I must get one too. Someday during the exam period. I am so stressed up for not feeling stress over my assignments. I have so many excuses on not starting my LM Ass and the excuses are not depleted. No wonder they say that the greater the mass, the greater the inertia. Now I see why...
Jacqueline
6:42 PM
Flora came for a short break and it was nice to catch up. Gosh, I MISS FLORA! (Just in case you have that suspicion on your mind, I am straight) We went to the Settlers at Holland Village and had great fun playing many games that I have not seen before (and those that we have played million times :S Yes, what else but Monopoly! Then again, as long as she is happy, I don't mind playing it one trillon times)
If only they were real...
We played some more action games and the owner hinted that I was the Gan-cheong spider. RAH!
My people
It had been a long time since we last took a photo.
To think that my lecturer got both of us mixed up during MOR presentation. lol
Good time doesn't last. We were together again within 24 hours, at the airport this time round. Yes, Departure hall.
The Bao Lian Deng acknowledged her presence.
Chilling at Pacific Cafe
Chou Puo Niang was there too! I love CPN and Flora.
Bye Flora, till we meet again.
Make a wish to the wishing well.
There and then, my short gathering with Flora, the alleged lesbian.
Jacqueline
9:20 PM
You have no idea what kind of relationship is the most miraculous one in the world. It has never occured to me that it would be friendship. I always thought that blood-ties is the most amazing relationship I ever know. It is definitely most precious to me, but not the most amazing one. Never has it crossed my mind that the most amazing relationship in the world is Friendship.
If there were no blood relations or ties between two person, will their relationship hold? Many a times, people come up with pharses such as "Yi ri fu qi bai ri en" and "Xue nong yu shui" or even Nan xiong nan di (These are all the phrases my limited Chinese knowledge can generate) to keep relationship gelled. I admit that there are people who make friends on very instrumental basis. Let's ignore that for a moment and look at friendship without intentions or any hidden agenda.
What holds people together when there is no blood ties or status?
Our innate love for humans' company?
I thank God for knowing people who cherish me and accept me as who I am. But kust because they accept me as who I am doesn't mean that I am going to stick to who I am and not bother about how my behaviour may lead to their discomfort. I want people to know that I cherish them. I must have high EQ! For starters, I must learn how to quit bitching. Sigh... Maybe.. Aiyah, you know I cherish you. I don't need to show. I just can't stop bitching. LOL
Jacqueline
10:36 PM
We recognise people based on the set of attributes most wanted by the society and we should really be ashamed of that. I think it is MOE that has its values skewed and we ignorant knaves get led by the nose unknowingly. It killed my interest to be a teacher because I refused to advocate something that I don't believe in. There is nothing I can change about it and like what they always say:"If you can't beat them, join them". I chose to avoid them.
Grab any Graduates on the street and ask them what they thought of Ma Ying Jiu and Chen Shui Bian? Ask them what
professional hobbies they have, speak to them in two different languages, dialects and ask them how they can contribute to society or anything outside studies. Chances are, you will get either a blank face, a look of disdain or get totally ignored. Where Singaporeans are concerned, those that are slightly better-off I mean, it is a case of Jack of all trades, master at none. It must be the kiasuism in many of us, (know a little but can already lah, as long as I know what ppl say can already) For commoners, most of them are like me, criticise as if I am detached and different from them, but we all know what they say about empty vessels making the most noise.
I remember one lecturer used to say this: There is no person in the world that is useless, it is just the clash between their attributes and the context they are put in. I second that. Students in Normal Academic or Normal technical stream get lesser attention and are often forgotten when it comes to interschool competition and blah blahs. These same group of students are those that succeed in using the extra time to develop their interest and excel in that particular area. Sometimes, handicapped are left out of the equation. they are portrayed as those who need help, need love, need money and all. I don't deny it. Some, but not all. They are capable too. They can take care of themselves, maybe not as well, but we should never underestimate their ability.
The bottom-line is, it is not studies, curriculums, CCAs or competitions.
Anyone who is good at computer automatically qualify themselves as heroes in my HERO list. No, I am not kidding. You will totally understand me if you have a hand like mine, one that produces charges that clash with electronic-operated devices.
Anyone who can come up with belts of different languages (even if you are scolding a person) is admirable too. You can even pass off as someone sexy even if you happen to relate to people like a wooden block.
I want to gain more attributes. I want a value-added qualifications, not just a degree. I don't want ti have a blank face either.
Jacqueline
11:53 PM
After reading a Yue Fei, Hua Mu Lan, Si Da Mei Ren and many books, I conquered yet another Chinese classic, The 8 Immortals. I wasn't too kind and Mum wasn't kind on me when I started mocking, I mean, commenting on the way immortals work. It is way too ridiculous, but I shan't comment just in case one of the immortals reads my blog and punish me. Doh.
I found something which I cannot mock though. The meaning implied was this, though I am not sure if I interpreted it right:
The greatest happiness in life is to be associated with your inner self, and the greatest misery is too know too much and yet be unable to stay detached.That I have to agree. Sometimes I rather not know anything. Life is simpler that way. Mum always says:"Tni gong tia gong lang"(God dotes on those that are ignorant of the worldly affairs). I want to be gong too.
I ahve thus decided to understand things selectively from today onwards. If I am not gong, I must act gong. Either that or I acknowledge things selectively. That must be the best way to come to terms with something. I shall resort to that once in a while when I realise that it is impossible to see good in a horrible situation.
Till then, I am going to OHM.
Jacqueline
9:39 PM
Free? Thank you.
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Jacqueline
10:07 PM
My blog is worth $10,161.72.
How much is your blog worth?
9:24 PM
Ken said that when people wish for something, they usually wish for things that they do not possess. I agree, to a certain extent. But that does not necessarily mean that for all the things that I do not possess, I wish for them.
Jacqueline
8:16 AM
I admit I was wrong. Being able to accept your flaws used to be something that I can never get over with. Why? Because I was thick-skinned. I still am. And because I am talking about my flaws, I am going to keep this entry short.
Jacqueline
8:08 AM
Really, I think she is my guardian angel. I feel protected. That is a change from being a protector to be protected. What a pity she is a woman and I have cleared my closet tendencies. We were walking at the underpass from United Square and I was dying of claustrophobia and the thought of the four men that we saw. These four men were no ordinary men. They have that aura that keeps spirits away, the aura that makes dog's tail drop between the legs... The sha qi. No joke, I could almost see parangs on their hands and them changing at people and the injured with chopper stuck at the back. (Like the one you see in Sixth Sense) Thinking that it was my deja vu, we quickened our pace while communicating with our brainwaves. Speaking of being streetwise, even 3 yr old kids would have known that something wasn't quite right. But all was worthed it. The brisk walking prevented the accumulation of fats and the fear made all sins dissipate into thin air. Yes, you are right. Food.
Bakerzin. Nothing makes me love chocolate that much. Not even fondue.
My leftie and her banana cinnamon something. Oh, ya, pizza.
My new love: Warm chocolate cake. The chocolate, warm chocolate mind you, oozed out and interacted with the Vanilla ice-cream. And the baked orange slice below the gem went too well with the earlier combination. Sue me.
You have no idea how many toys I bought for myself. Maybe Nasa was right, I am probably still in Primary 5.
I am spoilt. Totally.
Jacqueline
12:30 AM
It comes every two years consecutively, probably till the day I am no longer on earth. Every two years, I learnt more about life, more about you. And all my learnings done in the way I desire, that is without pressure, without a strict regime. I can't imagine how life will be for me to learn about something I want in the way that I despise.
There is no way I can block you out. But still, I thank you for your presence. There are still a lot of things to learn in life. I have my own perceptions. To many others, I may seem self-centred, arrogant and proud. But you know it. Never in my life have I refuted what you will do and what you have done. Yes, what you will do and not what you have done yons ago. I don't know the sufferings and all. Those were in the past. When I said I don't want to be overly-dependant on you, it is not because I am arrogant, not because I think that I can live life without your existence. For the simplest reason, it is because I value the meaning of your existence. The life that you want me to learn from.
Thank you for your patience, for leting me learn in the way I want.
Jacqueline
10:14 AM
I went out with Bey and Flo at the expense of my evening class. Mad + Lame. The end result? Fatigue. It was supposed to be a cycling trip at ECP. But the rain gave us more excuses to slack, rot and grow more fats. I was smart not to bring my blades along. We went PS, Marina, then Suntec, of which the couple ended the day at...
Read it out loud: BEN AND JERRY!
Proud, yet impatient to dig into...
the muddy pool.
More, more...
More excuses to eat at B&J
(mockingly) Cutesy angel, sweety piey little princess......
Really? You want to bully her you angelic, booby, chookeekee woman and you yo-yo-check it out hongkee? Check that Baby devil first, and of course, her friends of devils before u make your decision.
Jacqueline
8:10 AM
Regret is not in my dictionary. But why is it that I know what it means this very moment?
Jacqueline
8:08 AM
The Itallian Potluck at Cecilia's place was quiet, which is just as well cos you don't see crowds at such restaurants. I was pretty appeased by the short trip from the west to the Noth-east. God was kind. With all my barang-barangs, I went to cook my soup-of-the-day. It was a second attempt of the first day and I knew it will not taste as good as the first time. It is always that way. Repeated effort can never garner a more colourful result. Then again, it was drinkable. How cool is that? Having a soup that looks like Bo Bo Char Char but doesn't taste like it.
Salivating yet?
There may not be a lot of food cos Miss Sausage, Miss Spaghetti and Salad didn't turn up, but trust us, we already have difficulty finishing the food. Even with the help of Cecilia's brother.
The food proves more attractive than me. Look at Cecilia's eyes! *sulk*
The trip was worthed it. The stressful cooking was worthed it. Everything is worthed it when you have great company.
Jacqueline
7:38 AM
It had been a long week. Chinese New Year this year is much better than those of the previous years as those affairs that need to be forgotten had been zipped up in the old-fashioned closet. Apart from visiting relatives, running here and there for the past few days, I celebrated Mr Nasa's birthday with leftie.
That Nasa man has officially stepped into his mid 20s and soon, his 30s. No, I am not snubbing. *cross fingers* He first claimed that he ages gracefully. Then he said that he has never aged. Look, he is already doing what the mid-twenties like to do: Self deny. Ok, I will just pretend that I don't know anything and act as the Primary 5 girl he recognises me as.
The weather was superb, maybe a little windy, but still good enough.
We went to ECP for a supposedly impromtu but not impromptu BBQ. Simple affair, but not that simple because it is hard to start a fire with a beautiful vase and a helpless, clueless 1.85m tall bloke. And the outcome... (minusing the steak and the chicken franks)
And the Charlotte cake leftie got from Bakerz Inn... oh.. and the "Happy Birthday" candle.
And of course, my present... Felt like I didn't really get him a good present this year round. I am really very pissed at myself. It is good, but still not good enough. Why do I feel that way every year. What is good enough? AHHHHHH.. irritated.
Look carefully at my present. I can't help but think it looks like...
The rubbish bin with a ribbon. :(
Leftie's present. She likes to er ren xian gao zhuang by claiming that I outstaged her when we all know the truth. Tsk tsk..
I love her despite that. lol
We were playing happily with the sand. It feels like there is no tomorrow. We decided to take a photo. See the effect of playing with the sand? We looked younger all of a sudden, yes, younger at the prospect that there is no tomorrow. What a dogged life we live!
We went for KTV aka 'The masscre of Pig' after that because that place for board games were fully booked. Then its tuition, Finance class and Michelle's buffet dinner.
I met Bey on Sunday and visited Jing Dong's place.
Kiddo banana
Then my relatives came over. I am really tired. So burnt out. Itallian dinner tonight... I think I need a little time for myself. And for my untouched work. Time to zip myself up, yes, after the ECP cycling with bey and flo.
Jacqueline
12:54 PM
My leftie wanted to brag. I told her Self praise is international disgrace. So I shall compliment her here. The kind hearted girl came with big bags of "Secret to Beauty" and overwhelming enthusiasm only to get snubbed by my cruel comments with each of my 'oh my god'. And according to my analysis with Florence, we even joked that she kept the silvery masscara because that is the REAL secret to a beautiful face and she kept it for herself until I asked. Evil me. Poor leftie. But then again, I love her. The art of love, like what Juliet said, is to tie a string to a bird, let it hop a little further and then pull it back again. I am a sadist. Whine and complaints. A moment a complain that I look like Ru hua, another I complain that I have 13 yi's (Huang Fei Hong's alleged gf) hair, then I start talking about triangular eyes, flat button nose, thick lips... I really sympathise her. But I will hate myself if I don't complain.
The outcome wasn't obvious because I whined at every single thing the poor soul did for me.
Then I went to meet Flo and Bey and took neoprints. It had been a long time since I went to machines.
Jacqueline
11:38 PM
Trivia for happy couples and blessed singlesIn the Middle Ages, young men and women drew names from a bowl to see who their valentines would be. They would wear these names on their sleeves for one week.Thank God there is no such thing now. Seriously, imagine having "Steven Lim" sprawled across your sleeves. Sleeves mind you, that means BOTH sides.In some countries, a young woman may receive a gift of clothing from a young man. If she keeps the gift, it means she will marry him.If that is the case in Singapore, a woman would have many husbands. Remind me to check out the countries, just in case we foreigners get misunderstood.Some people used to believe that if a woman saw a robin flying overhead on Valentine's Day, it meant she would marry a sailor. If she saw a sparrow, she would marry a poor man and be very happy. If she saw a goldfinch, she would marry a millionaire.So what if she saw a crow? Now we know why ostrich, flamingo peacock and chicken have difficulty flying. Bless the ladies.Japanese created "White Day" in 1980 to help assuage the guilt feelings of those poor obligated males who received chocolate on Valentine's Day. On March 14th, (exactly one month after Valentine's Day, for the ignorants), men who were lucky enough to receive gifts of chocolate have the chance to return the favor by giving the women who gave them gifts of chocolate during V day.
Rejoice for those with thin skins. Aren't the Japanese smart? I thought sushi (of course, and technology) was the greatest invention, but this fabulous day as well. In Italy Valentine's Day is celebrated as a Spring Festival. The young would gather in leafy glades or ornamental gardens, where they would listen to music and hear poetry read, then they would stroll off with their valentine together into the gardens.So you think Romeo and Juliet would be so madly in love if they were to meet at Zouk or in the hustle bustle Shenton Way. Ok, let me be fair, Botanic Garden? Listening to the bu-pa bu pa while reading 'More kids, more incentives" aloud to each other?In France young unmarried people as well as older unmarried people would go into houses facing each other and start calling out across from one window to another.They would then pair with the one they have chosen. If the young man didn't fancy his valentine he would reject her. A bonfire would be lit where the young ladies would burn images of the young man and yell out abuse as she the image of the young man get thrownnto the bonfire.This is VERY funny. Bitterness turned vengeful? If it were us, maybe we would take some wooden clogs and start hitting the photo? Something like da xiao ren. Da ni de xiao ren shou.. blah blah.. In Denmark, Valentine day's card, also known as Lover's card, are exchanged. Unlike usual cards, a picture of a lover handing a gift can be seen when held up to the light. The Dutches swap poems and candy snowdrops. The sender signs his or her name in dots.
If the receiver guesses the correct name then the sender will get a candy egg at Easter time.The whole V-day thing stretches to Easter!Now that you have read it all, compare that to the Valentine Day in Singapore. Still feel sore that you don't have a lover? Don't bother. Unless that person happens to have a very romantic soul. Then again, what can you do here? Mount Faber? lol
Jacqueline
9:38 PM
