Well, to be thoroughly depressing, today is going to be a bad day.

Got a second interview to go to. According to certain websites I’ve been reading on how to prepare for a second interview, they all start off by saying that a second interview can be a lot more stressful than a first. Ya, so me is very very nervous now. At least it won’t take more than an hour. I hope. Judging by the appointment time of the person before me which I happen to know.

Got my results coming out today too. I think it’s in the afternoon. But in any case, I’m not going to look at it till I get back from the interview. Don’t want to stress myself out further. Still wishing and hoping and praying that I can at least scrape a C in Universe. I really don’t know what I’m gonna do if I have to retake and stay back for another semester.

I’ve got the feeling I’m very behind in my church paperwork too. Like a few months behind. I really have to stop and consolidate things before they go too far.

Last night’s choir was not too bad but we went through the songs and I’m kind of paiseh to say that I haven’t touched them since the last time we had practice. Which is bad cos there were some songs in which I was pretty rusty. And there were only 2 A2s around so it’s not good when I lose my part cos poor Nad has to carry the tune on her own. Cannot cannot! Must step it up and start working on the songs. Only one and a half months left to competition. And VGL!!! Have to practice so I don’t malu myself on stage.

Need to get around to exercising too. I’m getting fucking fat!!!!! Not good! I need to be able to still fit into my choir gown in July.

Anyway, after a million times of uploading and deleting, I finally got the ‘published’ version of my CYOA up. It’s not perfect though but that’s not my fault. It’s the fault of the site. I discovered that one of the choice junctions has an error that is NOT, repeat, NOT found in the original file. It got lost in translation as it got uploaded and there’s basically nothing I can do about it. But, hopefully, you don’t get to that junction. Haha! Can’t embed it cos wordpress is not friendly to random pieces of html so click HERE to acces it. If you want the original ppt, let me know and I’ll send it to you.

Oh, and I have to finish reading “Villette” by Monday before I get fined again for returning the book late. It was interesting in some places but now I feel a bit bored by it and a bit irritated by the main character. She’s so freaking narrow minded. I mean, who the heck puts up such a fuss over having to wear a pink dress instead of a dark coloured one?? She’s going to a freaking concert where the King and Queen and royal court are present, not a funeral or any random occasion. Maybe that was the thinking of the time anyway. She keeps referring to the locals as foreigners. She should remember that she’s the one in their land and technically, she’s the foreigner. I suppose that was the way they used to think and why they went around the world trying to impose their brand of civilisation onto others. I like Dr John. He’s an interesting character, although the MC clearly doesn’t approve of him at some points for some strange narrow minded reason.

Funny how I think I’m done with what I want to say then I always come back and add more cos I suddenly thought of it. Anyway, now’s the Singapore Arts Festival and I had been thinking of going to attend the Ladysmith Black Mambazo concert next month. Really thinking about it but never got round to actually going to buy the tickets (couldn’t afford). Yesterday, I saw the papers and, sadly, it’s completely sold out. Sigh. Missed my opportunity. There’s another concert coming up in July. The choir of King’s College Cambridge. I can kind of afford it. $28 for the cheapest seats. There’s apparently a masterclass going on too. Would like to attend it. Hehe! Hope I don’t procrastinate till it’s gone too though.

Well, my last exam of my life was yesterday. Syntax. It sucked. So I’m feeling a little disappointed. Crossing my fingers that I can get good enough grades so that I can graduate with honours. Still wondering what I’m going to do if Universe pulls my CAP down. Way down. So, yeah, apart from disappointment and worry, I don’t think I feel anything at all that my uni, in fact, my entire educational life, has now come to an end. I don’t feel no different. Anyway, I’m officially unemployed. I think. I still haven’t quite wrapped my head round the need-to-get-a-job thing. Sigh. Life sucks.

Went for dinner after Syntax with my fellow classmates minus the grad students. Went to Holland V and at at some little restaurant place. It was average. Food took freaking long to arrive and we were all HUNGRY!!! Yeah. But the portions were huge. I’m seriously still full from it. Haven’t recovered from that meal. It was alright to begin with but it started to taste a bit tasteless when it cooled down some. Not sure if it was entirely worth it. After that, walked back to Buona Vista. Probably explains why I’m aching all over today cos I was wearing one of my killer heels. Hee! End of exams mah, thought I’d dress up a bit.

Wasted a whole evening’s worth of lifetime going to attend that meeting just now. Not going to bitch about it here, just in case. I have to practice discretion about stuff now that I’m going to enter the working world. Yeah. But basically I guess I feel that the more I’m trying really hard to get out, the more I’m getting sucked in. I mean, I really appreciate that people think that I’m doing a good job at whatever it is I’m supposed (or not supposed) to be doing. But I’ve been here so long already. I’m getting… well, bored isn’t really the right word but I can’t think of another at the moment. I’d like a change. You know.

Went out with some of the EL people today for lunch at Clark Quay. It was not bad. I enjoy hanging around with them though I’m usually just a silent shadow following. Ate moroccan food. It was an interesting experience. The entree reminded me of the strange stuff we ate in Russia. But it wasn’t mystery meat. It was chicken. Haha! But it was interesting. Can’t believe that after this we’re all going our separate ways. Kind of sad to lose friends like that. Hope we’ll all stay in touch somehow. Though I’m not sure cos I tend to find myself out of the loop in a lot of things. :p Oh, and I discovered my face still does that incredibly annoying blushing thing. Damn. I need to get a tan or something so I can hide it.

Oh by the way, in case you happen to see posts here then when you come back they’ve vanished, it’s cos I’ve been… writing stuff then changing my mind and deleting them. Yeah. Reason being, well, sometimes my posts really make no sense, even as I write them. So. Haha!

Oh yeah, I joined Twitter! Anyone else on Twitter? Cos I really don’t know what to do with it. Now I feel like I’m spying on Neil Gaiman cos his is the only Twitter feed that is active out of the few that I subscribed to. And it’s not as if I’m a HUGE fan of Neil Gaiman. Ok, his Sandman rocked and so did Neverwhere. Anyway, point is, let me know if you’re on Twitter cos it’d be nice to have friends on there and not random strangers and celebs.

Ok, I guess that’s all for now. I realy really REALLY wish I could stop time for a while. Slack to my heart’s content then get back to work. Still busy, despite exams being over. Church stuff. Choir stuff. I still haven’t gotten round to really learning the songs for Hangzhou (gasp!). Finding job stuff. Yuck. I’m exhausted. I feel tired and aching like I got beaten up. I miss Clay. Things haven’t been the same since he announced he is gay and Parker was born. Wishing things could always stay the same and not change. Change isn’t always for the better.

A bit annoyed at the moment cos the “Add New Post” page is not appearing properly. I can still see a lot of errors in the layout. But for some inexplicable reason, that’s the best it can do at the moment. Even switched over to Safari but the same problem popped up. :p

Been a while since I blogged something of use. Last Friday was the last day of school in NUS. Woah. So fast!!!! It seems like such a short time ago that I just started my first day. I think it was Monday, but I can’t be sure, but I’m sure that it was a Linear Algebra class. That was my first university class and lecture ever. And now my last one is Narrative Structures. How time flies. The EL-ers had a little gathering thing Friday night in the EL room. Theme was: Childhood Ambition. I wanted to be a vet. Even brought poor little Watson and bandaged him up. Hope the bro doesn’t find out. Hehe! Leonard was the surgeon. He was probably the most dressed up. Sorry Su, flashy as that gold top was, still not as flashy as blue scrubs and shower caps.

A picture says a thousand words so here’s some pics. Mostly taken off the others on FB. English Language class of 2009. Gonna miss these crazy people. Good times.

Moving on. I’m really really REALLY crossing my fingers that I can at least scrape through Universe. Because the results were put up on IVLE and I FAILED!!! by one point. Cos I never went for tutorials. But I can’t accept that I got 5 out of 8 for my latest test. That would mean only 62% and I KNOW I did better than that! *pout* Banking on my essay now for a pass so I can get an S and can graduate.

Mum’s still trying to matchmake some guy with me. I put my foot down. I don’t think we can click AND he’s shorter than me. So, no. Not interested. Turning a deaf ear whenever mum goes on about it.

Finished watching Doctor Who. Oh man, it’s been brilliant! See, I realise that I’ve picked up that word from the Doctor. Or rather, David Tennant’s Doctor. Chris’ Doctor said ‘Fantastic’. Haha! The finale episode(s) were damn wonderful! Loved it at the end when everyone gathered back together and there was crossovers between Doctor Who, Torchwood and Sarah Jane Chronicles all into one HUGE finale. Only thing I didn’t like was the need to create another ‘Doctor’ out of the severed hand. I thought that was a bit much. Even though it seemed to be a necessary plot device. Song of Freedom at the end was brilliant too. I think that’s the best piece of music in Doctor Who. Because I love it, I’m gonna put it here. The context, the Davros had just ’stolen’ the earth and the Doctor has to bring it back to the right place in space. So he’s using the Cardiff Rift to loop around the Tardis and tow the earth back. This one here is the original clip. But to see a nicer clip, the music imposed on: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5_4SiiICew

Speaking of Doctor Who, I discovered this concert thing called “Doctor Who at the Proms”. The Proms is some kind of British music festival. Got hold of a recording of the programme and… omg. Brilliant. Absolutely BRILLIANT! I wish it was longer and not just one hour. It felt like only a few minutes. It was showcasing the music from Doctor Who. They even had Cyberman stomping around, the Ood, Sontarans, a Dalek and the Davros. And the Doctor made a VERY special appearance. Loved the ending song (well, the penultimate ending) – Song of Freedom. It was ‘uplifting to the soul’. Seriously. I felt enlightened. Wish they could’ve brought out the Ood for that song though. Oh, I loved the Dalek sequence too. When the Dalek held the conductor ‘hostage’. LoL!!! The whole thing reminded me of that Play event we did a few years back. I’m glad I had the opportunity to do something like that.

Now, since I was procrastinating, I’ve been watching Torchwood also. It’s a spin off from Doctor Who and features Captain Jack Harkness as one of the characters in an ensemble cast. I finally found out what an ensemble cast is. It’s a cast where there’s no obvious main character and each character gets the opportunity for screen time in the limelight. Anyway, Torchwood. It’s definitely different from Doctor Who. Less fantasy adventure like and more gritty and real. And adult. Seriously. If it were ever to be shown here, it would be very very VERY heavily censored. Which makes me wonder if there is sense for me to go looking for the DVD, given that lots of scenes might be cut. For example, there was an episode where an alien came from space and needs to get energy from orgasms. So it took a female body and went around having sex with men, then they turn into little piles of dust. They showed it on screen. Captain Jack cracks a joke: “He came, and he went.” SG censors would probably go blind watching. Haha!! Anyway, enjoying Torchwood. Enjoying oogling at John Barrowman who plays Jack Harkness. Pity he’s gay. Why are the good looking ones either taken or gay??

I should be studying. Went through EWL stuff yesterday and day before. Should be doing Pidgins today but I feel so freaking lazy. Very very tempted to take the day off and spend tomorrow and Friday on Pidgins instead. Shall I? I think I might. Hehe!

Oh, forgot to add. I was blogsurfing and I saw this friend of mine who’s supposedly getting engaged. Or already is. I can’t really gather the distinction in her blog posts. Well… I’m happy for her, even though we’re not close. Lucky girl. The rest of us are still hanging around looking for someone. :p Bit jealous but it’s fine. I’m a bit surprised at the engaged thing but I suppose it’s natural, at our age. I guess. Haiz. Getting old. :p

Was given a set of Baroque music scores the other day. I think they’re for piano. Been trying to play them through. It’s quite simple except for those stylistic variations that I’m not sure what to do about cos I don’t understand the symbols. Bleah. Wish there were no exams. Or that exams didn’t matter so much. Then I can play my piano, write, sew, stone… whatever.

I’m also a bit… I don’t know the right word for it. Annoyed? At my mum. As usual. But this time it’s about my mum and my grandmother. The two of them cannot be in the same house together without there being absolute silence or absolute chaos between them. Now mum’s all like, you should be nicer to Ah Ma cos she’s getting old and all that stuff. But then she turns around and starts a shouting match right in the same breath. And she goes out and does charity work and all that but the minute she comes home it’s like Cold War 2. I can’t stand it! I just have to rant. :p At least, even if I’m not particularly sociable, I don’t pick fights and arguments. You think I like self imposed exile in my room cos I can’t stand being in the rest of the house with either of them?!??! I feel like yelling sometimes. Tell my mum, “You’re a bloody hypocrite you know! Keep telling me charity begins at home and all that shit. Here’s you going out and helping other people whilst at home you got your own mother who wants your company just as much as those other people. You’ve got no right to stand on moral high ground and lecture me about it when you’re doing the same thing.” And to my grandmother, I’d really like to say, “Stop bloody complaining about aches and pains and no strength and all that nonsense. If you did what the doctor told you one year ago and did all the physiotherapy and treatment like you were supposed to, maybe this wouldn’t be a problem now!” I know it’s evil and cruel but that’s the way I feel. I don’t know. I just feel that the past 3 years has been a major turning point in my life and I’m not sure if it turned in a good direction or a bad one.

And there’s the funny of the day.

Alrighty, so I tried out the videos. They aren’t too bad. Well, depends on your point of view I guess. And your dizziness threshold. Haha! They’re a quite a bit shaky. Especially the second video cos it was zoomed in like heck and small movements translated into large ones on screen. The sound’s very soft too but can be heard if you blast your computer volume and ignore the screaming. Hee! Oh well. Just for memory’s sake. There are other videos from other people under the Related section of Youtube. But these are my videos.

Video 1: David entering the building, Touch my Hand, A Little Too Not Over You.

Video 2: A Thousand Miles (on keyboard!), Crush.

Some photos too, taken from the Facebook group. Some from me but not many cos well. The above media explains it all.

Apparently Wanni, Angela and Leonard were there too last night. But they weren’t there on purpose. They were shopping at Iluma then heard stuff going on. I forgot to mention that I saw Charles there too. In the crowd. Makes me feel a whole lot better about being one of the crowd of screaming swooning teenage girls cos Charles is like literally the most mature and zen looking/sounding/acting person I know ever. Of course, I don’t need to defend myself for being in the crowd. Hee!

Alrighty, now for the other stories. Did the last presentation of my student life yesterday for Mie’s class. Yup. It was… well, like that. I didn’t exactly prepare for it but I think it went off quite well. I don’t quite know what I’m supposed to feel now. It’s almost over. All of it. Slavery at the hands of the education system for the past 16 years of my life. Over. Wow. But at the moment, I’m feeling what I always feel at the ending of the semester – lost cos the deadlines are done, I don’t know what to do with myself.

So, I’ve been watching quite a lot of shows online. Saw this really really REALLY awesome and scary Doctor Who episode called “Blink” (Part 1, Part 2). It’s one of those like the previous season’s “Love and Monsters” that the producers call Doctor-lite episodes. That is, the main characters are not the Doctor and his companion. They’re just marginal. But “Love and Monsters” was blah compared to this. “Blink” is… like I said, it’s creepy and cool. It’s about this girl Sally who goes to this abandoned house one night to take pictures (she’s a photographer who loves old, sad things) and finds a warning under the wallpaper addressed to her from the Doctor, saying to beware the Weeping Angel. She looks around and sees a statue of an angel outside with its hands covering its face. Then a TV starts playing in another room and it’s the Doctor on the TV recording telling her not to blink and not to turn around. Anyway, she leaves the place and returns the next day with her friend. Someone rings at the door and Sally goes to answer it, curious cos technically, no one rings at the door of an abandoned house. It’s someone who claims to be delivering a package from her friend in the next room. Meanwhile, cut to images of her friend who’s seen the angel statue but it seems that everytime she turns round, it changes position. Sally runs in to tell her friend to cut the joke already but finds her friend has disappeared. Opening the package, she finds old photos from the 1920s (or something like that), suggesting that her friend somehow ended up in the past. Anyway, Sally searches the house and finds an upstairs room with more angel statues, one of them holding a key on a string. Sally takes it. Anyway, I’m not going to relate the whole story here. It’d take far too long. Basically, these weeping angels transport people back to the past by touch. We discover that the Doctor was a victim and is now trapped in 1969, away from the Tardis which got left behind. The weeping angels are actually an alien race that feeds off potential energy – the lives their victims could have led, had they not been sent back to the past. But their weakness is that they freeze into statues when people look at them. Sally discovered various DVD easter eggs left for her by the Doctor that’s a message for her. She and another friend manages to send the Tardis back in time to the Doctor and manages to trick the weeping angels to look at each other, thereby freezing into statues forever. Now, the cool bit about this is the whole time travel bit. It’s really a paradox. The message that the Doctor reads to her is actually a transcript of the event that was given to him at a later date. It’s hard to explain. It’s kind of cyclical. Anyway, the creepy part – seriously creepy, I was spooked when I woke up in the middle of the night in the dark and all – was the weeping angels. Cos they look like perfectly ordinary statues but they move when you’re not looking. There was this scene that was really tense. Sally and her friend were cornered by one of the angels so her friend had to have a staring match with it whilst Sally desperately tried to find a way out. Seriously, when the friend moved, the angel moved also and there were times when it froze in ‘attack’ position. Monster face, btw. And how later on, the angel tried to switch off the light so that Sally and her friend couldn’t see them any more. *shivers* Go watch it if you have time. It’s really worth it. I think it’s one of the best Doctor Who episodes yet. Haven’t decided which is the best one but this is definitely good.

Something else I was watching that was cool is “The Last Templar” that they’re showing on TV. It’s a four part mini series based on the book by Raymond Khoury. They aired the first part last night. It’s one of those Da Vinci Code-esque things but I think it covered the book pretty well. Of course, not exactly like the book but I think it’s satisfactory thus far. Very interesting. I plan to continue watching it. I was thinking that they should’ve shown it on these 4 consecutive nights. It’d be so appropriate for this weekend. Kind of. A quasi-religious thingy. Anyway.

So, I think I’d better try and get some work done tomorrow. Got to study for the Universe test. :p At least I kind of understand what happens when stars die and I got that from a documentary I watched on Youtube, rather than from the lecturer. Haha!

Ok, so two things today.

Firstly, I saw yesterday’s newspaper that said that now there are to be tution subsidies for lower income families. All well and good except for one thing: tution class. At first I thought it was tution, as in school fees. But it’s not. It’s talking about those extra lessons parents make their kids take after school. Maybe it’s the generation thing that I grew up in. When did tution class become a necessity that required it to be subsidised by the government? If tution class is becoming a necessity, then what does this say about the education system in schools? That the teachers are so lousy that just attending class is not enough for the kids to do well? That kids are too lousy or lazy that they require a second session of ’school’ after school? Tution is an incredibly lucrative business for uni students. I know. Practically everyone I know has given/is giving tution to someone as a part time job. Except me that is. Cos I don’t see the necessity of tution. Maybe cos I never had any. Not really. Leastaways, I had tution only for Chinese and that’s cos I needed it to pass, not because I’m doing fine and want to score As. Tried Maths tution for a few weeks. Didn’t work out. I worked much better on my own. Maybe that’s why I make such a lousy teacher. Cos I never really got the whole teaching thing. I worked it out. I got into university without tution. Maybe it’s time for the government to revise its education syllabus if more and more kids are going for tution class in addition to their regular classes in school. There has to be something terribly wrong with the system. At this rate, why not just abolish school altogether and do homeschooling? Then the tutor can take over completely from the teacher. Most tutors are doing that already aren’t they? Assigning just as much homework as a regular school teacher, even teaching ahead of what the school teacher is doing. Then what do the kids do in class? Sit around and dream cos they’re secure that their tution teacher will teach them what they need to know? Then why does MOE still need to hire so many teachers for schools? Like I said, I think there’s something terribly wrong with the system.

Second thing. I saw, also in yesterday’s papers, that David Archuleta’s coming to Singapore!!!! Omg! Should I go??!! He’ll be at Bugis’ new shopping centre to promote his album and sign autographs and sing!! Ahhhhhh!!!! Ok, now I sound like a groupie. And it’s free admission. This is probably the closest I’m ever going to get to a real celebrity and all. Omg! I wanna go! But it’s Tuesday night. Haiz. Someone make up my mind for me!!!

Lol!!! I wonder if they sell these toys here. My dad and my bro would really get a kick out of them. Haha!!!

This is hilarious!

http://www.divinecaroline.com/article/33666/68523-bloodbath-decorating?CMP=ILC-MoreFromWdgt

http://www.divinecaroline.com/article/22328/67956-blood-pillow?CMP=ILC-MoreFromWdgt

http://www.divinecaroline.com/article/22323/67669-cozy-feet-mean-happy-babies?CMP=ILC-MoreFromWdgt

You can tell I’m really bored now.

And it’s Monday yet again. Not a very productive weekend. I got seduced by Anne Rice’s vampires and couldn’t put down the books over the weekend. Bad me. It’s just, I’ve not always been a fan of vampire novels until Twilight came along and made me want to go looking for better vampire material. I refuse to go read Dracula again. It scared me. Seriously. Especially when I read it properly and not just skimmed through the pages. Anyway, Anne Rice’s novels. I’ve been reading them out of order, I realised. As in, her Vampire Chronicles series, I was reading from the last book first then working my way downwards to Interview with the Vampire. Of course, that was because I didn’t have access to the earlier books. Found a really really great PDF someone put up online which was almost the entire Vampire Chronicles starting from Book 1. So I’m reading that now. I finished reading Merrick on Saturday. Was sad when Louis tried to kill himself. I kinda liked Louis. He was a humane vampire, not the kind of cocky show off like Lestat. Interview had Louis as the main character and I found that interesting. It painted a different side of Claudia too than was shown in the film. Claudia was really like the devil’s child in the book. I liked the part in Interview when Armand was telling Louis how their kind dies. Oh and I liked that Louis and Claudia went to Transylvania to look for vampires and didn’t find Count Dracula but instead found mindless reanimated corpses. Wonder how that happened. It wasn’t explained. Anyway, back to how the vampire dies. It’s quite sad. Armand was saying it’s because they can’t cope with the changes in the world. I think that’s very true. The world changes but the vampire does not. So the things he loves and is used to get phased out and dies out but he still clings on to them, unable to fully embrace and belong to the new era. They go mad or die. By die, Armand didn’t exactly specify. He just said they vanish and are never seen again. But anyway, it brought to mind stuff like… well, you know how some old people sometimes just can’t seem to get over their ‘glory days’ and keep talking about the past and don’t seem to live in the present? Yeah, it reminded me of that. Even for me, I keep thinking back to my childhood days, when things were easier and simpler and just not as hard as now. I can understand what Armand was saying. It was sad that in the end, Armand vanished too. He was a decent vampire.

Ok, what else? I’m not the world’s greatest environmentalist. Heck, I’m hardly what you’d call an environmentalist at all. I kill trees on a regular basis printing sheets and sheets of useless readings and I waste electricity all the time with my computer, fan and lights on. But, I think I’ve been more aware about environmental issues (even if I do nothing about it) ever since writing that Al Gore paper for Sunita’s class last semester. So this year, I decided I want to take part in Earth Hour. For those who don’t know, Earth Hour is a symbolic standing up for the environment by turning off all unnecessary lights and electric appliances for one hour on 28th March.

Like I said, I’m not an environmentalist. Hardly. But I guess I should at least make a symbolic effort to save the environment. Yes, I found Al Gore’s argument (flawed and theatric and limited as it was sometimes) convincing.

Other stuff. Ok. I think I’m getting rashes. Not the usual kind of rashes where red splotches appear on my body. Had those before. Annoying like hell. This is the kind where nothing appears except a really annoying itch. And it doesn’t turn red till I scratch it. I thought it was a mosquito bite(s) the past few days but when no swelling appeared, I concluded it’s a rash. It’s really annoying. I’m feeling itchy all over but there’s no bloody thing I can do about it. I tried applying Mopiko, but apparently it doesn’t work. Only feels more itchy. *sad*

And the bro has got fever so he’s on MC for a few days. Don’t know to be happy for him cos he don’t need to go back camp, which is something he always hopes for, or to be sad cos he’s sick. :p Oh well. At least it’s not me. Yet. Can’t afford to fall sick and miss class. It’s like every class is important at this stage. Sigh. Can’t skip class even if I wanted to. Oh well. I decided to forgo my resolution to be good and attend my universe tutorials. Know why? Cos I’m a freaking lazy coward. I looked at the tutorial sheet and I couldn’t understand a single word. Are they still speaking English?? Physics is a whole different language. I would’ve been better off taking another Maths module. At least those tutorials still made sense to me. Too late to regret now though. Syntax is being difficult again. Guess our love affair is over. (cf Alvin) It’s back to on-again-off-again relationship there.

Been watching Blackadder on Youtube for Narrative project. Omg! I can’t stand it! The character Rowan Atkinson plays is just so replusive and unpleasant and downright slimy (as the narration describes him). However, the humour in the series is unmistakable, despite a horrible main character. There are loads of people I’m sure, who like the series. But I can’t decide if I like or hate it.

Alrighty. Think that’s all. I should go and woo Syntax again. :p It’s a tiring and relentless task that doesn’t seem to bear fruit. Oh well, it’s a marriage of convenience where Syntax is concerned. After May 7, I’m breaking up with Syntax. No looking back, muahahahaha! Oh yeah, talking about syntax… I think Sr Enrica indirectly offered me a  job as… *drumroll* … English teacher at CSHI. I was like thanks, but no thanks. I refuse to go into teaching unless I’m starving to death. I mean, come on. Teach English at the kindergarten or at the hearing impaired school? What does Sr think I am?? People are constantly pushing me towards NIE . WHY??!!! Haven’t I made it clear time and again that I have NO interest in teaching?? No teacher has ever made a lasting impression on me in a good way (lots of teachers made lasting impressions on me in very bad ways). What incentive have I to go into that field (except to earn money so I don’t starve)?

Oh well. Life sucks. Wish I could do a vampire and disappear.

Well, blogging in a bid to procrastinate. I’m freaking bored these days! And lazy. What’s new right?

The bags Hannah helped me to order from online have arrived. I’m a little disappointed. They’re smaller than I had expected them to be. I can use one but the other is… not really my taste, since the size is wrong. Maybe someone will get it for a birthday present. Using the other one as a handbag. It’s quite nice looking (both of them are) but I’m not quite used to it yet. So, yeah, a little disappointed. Especially after waiting so freaking long for them. Ordered them back last November, can you imagine??! First time shopping online and it’s not been a good experience.

Been reading a lot of Anne Rice’s books these days, like I think I may have mentioned before. The Vampire Chronicles are just so interesting! Miles better than Twilight. I like these vampires more. And it’s not scary like Dracula is. Been watching videos on youtube and I think Tom Cruise made a better looking Lestat than Stuart Townsend. Of course, I haven’t watched Queen of the Damned, but based on Interview with the Vampire, that’s my opinion. I think I’m stuck in the Lestat = Tom Cruise paradigm so it’s hard to shift. Like I can’t imagine any one else being Legolas except Orlando Bloom. Purposely chose that comparision cos Bloom, like Cruise, isn’t the best of actors but they fit that certain role I think.

I think I had more to say but cos there’s a funeral downstairs that’s moving out right now, it’s a bit hard to think. All the gongs and drums and bad singing can do that. And there goes someone’s annoying car alarm. Using my headphones now. At least I can now hear what I’m doing.

I decided that I shall not go on grad trip with any one this year. I know Sumi and Duan were asking me. And then some of the EL-ers also brought it up. So I decided I shall not go for either one. I’ll keep the money and get myself a phone instead. Haha! No. I just don’t want to have to choose between two really nice places and groups of people. I’ll just settle for Hangzhou with the choir, which is freaking expensive and so bo-hua, but I want to sing with them again! Going for competition is so fun!

Alrighty. I really should go do readings. But I don’t want to! Maybe I’ll watch Blackadder for my project stuff. Of course, whether or not I’ll be watching it in the eyes of doing my project or just for entertainiment is another story altogether. Ta!