i'll be back.

ain't that what winston churchill said?
it is his birthday.

and like the likes of tom sawyer and huckleberry finn?
it is mark twain's birthday today too!

and that is why i listen to tamil radio.
Oli 96.8
endrum ungaludan.

and it is also jared lai's birthday.
happy birthdayy darling!
:))

CLUBBING!

finally!
tonight!
yippeee yipeee yay!
haha. planning to club hop since it is ladies night at a few places.
haiz but i have a curfew?
damn la.
i gotta be back at 1.
which means i might as well not club.
but oh well, for the 2 hours, dance i will.
optimism helps in life.

am catching tenacious D with ben before that.
will give you a review later.
love to watch a movie without knowing anything about it!

the joy.

when i see your smile, oh sweet one.

SIA_girl

hahahahahaha.
i won't forget.

bliss.

so here i am, my second one.

the weekend was pure bliss with the whole monkey clan at home.
we sure brought the house down.

ahha. have basically been helping amin(the 20 dollar note bro in law) do his presentation. he is training to b store manager. =) yippeeee..more free drinks!

haha. did i mention i miss working at starbucks? like a lot a lot?
haha.

have been sleeping way too late. resulted in an explosive reaction in my head last night man!
well anyway, today, the whole family is in, too!

dad is on leave, sis is home in the pretext of being unwell. haha.
today marks the 40 days during which my sis had to be cooped up at home.
rayn's head is BALD. READ: BALD.
hehehe. oh my, the cuteness.
is crazy.

more photos coming up.
but seriously, i cant seem to capture his cuteness in photos!
he is super un photogenic!

well well.
had a good lunch against my wishes.
i was forced to have it cos "the whole family has to eat together".
haha.

life pretty much been revolving round my family.
other than clubbing tmr night, i have plans.
i am going for a car wash on sunday to raise funds for foc 07!
ya monday onwards i am pretty free.
oh of course, taking rayn into consideration!

anyone wana book me?hehe.

well, i really wana go to the library. it has been so freaking long!
maybe i should return to my primary school bookworm days!

and. maybe angels are not meant to stay.

lazy bones.

3 days it has been.
wow that is long.

and now most of you dont know what the heck jal has been doing.

hahaha. but does it really matter?
keke. part of the reason i put off blogging is cos i noe i gotta upgrade one day soon.
and the thought is so freaking leceh i tell you.
hehe. and that is precisely why i have named myself lazy bones.

but the last thing i was yesterday was lazy.
i exercised for 150 min. netball,badminton and more badminton.

my face is becoming rounder than the MOON. hahahaha.
but guess what? i am happy.
:P

but i feel like i should do something about it. and i am doing something about it.
i have started skipping, running and all of the things i used to do.
clubbing calls to me tomorrow!
wheeeeee. after so freaking long.

haha but i shall not set my expectations high.
cos it is as if i expect the world to change when i go clubbing.
the excitement, oh.
i freaking love to dance.
if you havent seen me at it, you have to. you will wonder where i got my ecstacy. hehehe.

i am breaking up this entry into two hahahaha!

a little laugh.

A local newspaper ran a competition asking for a rhyme with the most
romantic first line... but the least romantic second line. Here are some
of the entries they received...


I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother.


Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead,
the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.


Oh loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face


Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not


I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face


I love your smile, your face, and your eyes -
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!


My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life

I see your face when I am dreaming.
That's why I always wake up screaming


My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way


My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe "go to hell"

haha, can you do better?

possessed

i must seem possessed blogging so much.
but.
those who know know i have the fotos now.
haha. next time i send.
kekeke always count on me for fotos on time!

hehehehe

smile.

and i still love you so after all these years.

khad, we gotta take a good foto.
:))

train foto whores.

haha the product of photo whoring on the train.
i heart you, my friend.
thanks for the times so far!

in his fortress, my darling.



yeah baby, surrender your heart to me! :)

photo whoring needs no time or place. only a group of friends.
kalai, mahes, me and anu.
canteen A, of all places haha.

my 111 group.

that is them. and i love each and every one of them to bits.
dawn, jie ying, kai yan and pei ru.

we analysed, brainstormed and evaluated our asses off.

i kinda miss our meetings.
cos we are such a random group.
and yet we got along so well!
so many laughs, i would say!
all darlings. so nice.
i wont forget the care, the crap and the collaboration!

:))

looking forward to seeing yall in school!

the best group one can get,

i ran.

after so bloody long!
felt good man.

and i am planning to do it everyday.

please remind me.

and i am gonna start skipping too!
thanks jared, for the idea. and thanks for the raspberry swirl cheesecake that i really cannot vomit out.

hahahahaha.

oh my god, there is always drama in my life after every exam.

and there is one now in the form of an angel.
i am afraid of myself.
but now i know. what i want.

you think i will always be here. you are so wrong.

hehe. hat trick.

this is my third one.
it is not my fault.
it is pent up.
kekekekekeke.

i finally went threading yesterday!
but it is not as nice as i would have liked it to be.
it is going to be, after all a month of socialising and clubbing!
haha.

and went to starbucks wisma.
i miss working there to bits, really!
it is weird how you dont appreciate things at the right times man!

well anyway, haha, got a toffee nut muffin, complimentary from ben. thanks ben.
hehe it sure consoled the bad threading. :P

and ya ya,surprised i was. idiot. that was not gluttony OK!
you watch out for the water gun, ben!

and i went to bbdc to top up my account.
my test is on 110107.
wish me luck guys.

well anyway there are ppl i gotta meet!
1)Anu and Khad
2)Kavitha
3)Reena
4)Shan
5)Sutha and Sasi

hm. ya, and the 8 of u, you know who you are(the ones who brought me through this sem!)
we have an escape theme park outing at hand.

and those of you who are supposed to play badminton with me, dont forget!

well today is a nanny day.
i am gonna be home the whollleeee day.
but i might run at 5.
god gimme the strength!
and hopefully it doesnt rainnn.
:D

well, all the best to those who are still doing their exams or yet to do them.
*hugs*
no stress k?you guys will get through it! :D

oh and as for pics, haiz. soon la. it is difficult to take the memory card reader la!cos my house is full house noww!

casino royale

and then it was off to watch casino royale with jun.
we went to have a satifying lunch at banquet first,
the "junking at jal's house trio"
me, jun, and val.

always a joy being with them!
:))

then we went off to tiong bahru,me and jun.
got our creative juices flowing coming up with allitertations.
and erm, to date, the best one from jun, is luscious lavender. ;)
looks like she should minor in literature to erm..to get back her..touch?
hehehehehe. kidding bulat. ;)

well, coming to casino royale.
hehe no popcorn for us.
it was marshmallows and grapes! :)

hm. what should i say?
the movie was not good as i expected, prob due to the hype about "bond" movies.
and it was my first one.
the action was not THAT good.
a bit draggy.
chemistry between daniel craig and eva green was, awesome!

yes, i dun think it will be a great miss if you dont watch it.
unless u are a die-hard fan of daniel craig, of course. *ahem ahem* haha.
he was good. very charming.

and guys, we gotta watch happy feet too!
it looks so cute!
haha, i am moving on to my next post!

silence of the lambs.

hehehehe.
more like silence of the jal.

is OVER.

kekekeke you knew i couldnt hold it for too long.

but i am gonna have less time now!
cos i am a nanny!
now, isnt that a joyful job? :D
oh my god, i am an alliterations guru.

approach me for professional services of alliteration, please.kekeke.

well lets see, the exams ended on wednesday with a bang.
haha right.
it ended more in a crab dance.
for those who managed to catch it, you are blessed i tell you!
:D

ok enough for one post.
web writing tells me that it is better to split up info in more hyperlinks than make one hyperlink long..
hehe so next post, here i come.

too little.

2 tags only?

too little. still no mood.

hahahahhaa. i am such an attention-seeking sucker. :P

hehehehe. no no i am luscious lavender ;)

shoot you.

disheartened by the lack of tags, i have decided not to blog.

and, even my Secret Admirer doesnt want to tag.
because my SA has been discovered.
guess who?
my sister.
i knew mmy sister loved me so.

1 more!

the much-awaited day is coming, in about 12 hours.
hm, to think that we got through the a levels.

but every exam is the same old ball game.
trying to make them ballers happy with our answers.
argh.

i hope i display maturity and depth in my answers, which mask of course, my affiliation with the inane, trivial and shallow views.

haha.

well well, 111 here i come.

hugachaka baby.

OMG. some things are basically, indescribable. i fret that i did not video him.
it was CLASSIC!

my sis put him up on his feet on the mattress, because it is easier for babies to defaecate that way.

and you wouldnt believe what he did. he didn't cry;
he moved his head from side to side.
damn well like a hugachaka baby!

oh my god, wonders NEVER cease.
he is such a sunshine.
i love you rayn eshan, you make my days soooooo complete!

107,here i come.

a lot more to cover.
but i finally discovered what the elusive phrase "inverted pyramid" means!
achievement is subjective, no?

it means writing news according to the order of importance and not chronology. which suits me fine, because i can never tell a story chronologically.

hehe those who have heard enough stories from me would know.

we did this first. no no, we did that. hahaha. damn.

anyway, so there are few thing that good writing means, and there are a few things that good writers do.

basic techniques to good writing: actually got 8 la!haha. so many.

i will tell you the few that i find useful.
eliminate jargon, cliches, bureaucratese so as not to draw attention away from the focus or distract your readers.

keep sentences, simple, and basically everything simple. simplicity is the key to clarity. and clear is what you want to be if you want your message to read a mass audience.

avoid unfamiliar/foreign words.

yep and good writing is supposed to be precise, clear, modest.

good writers have four guidelines. and i am getting lazy to type or to think.

i like to block out all information after i have absorbed. i let it flow out in the exam hall.
i can liken that to something else.

heh heh heh
but no, jal wont.

well anyway, i must go on to see what makes a good lead, etc.

all the way jal!!! and everyone else!!!

just two more to go, for some of us.

all of us will perservere.

and special hugggssss for anu darling!
dun worry my dear! *hugs*

a good media writer.

it is time to become one.
haha.
i am unfortunately guilty of bureaucratese.

which is to lather your words as to make what you are saying or yourself more important than actuality.

but it is ironic ya? the word "bureaucratese" itself is testimony to what it represents.
haha.

well anyway, to start off, i think i should keep my target audience in mind when i write.hahahahaha.

people, some people *ahem ahem* have complained that my entries are too long, and therefore i will shorten them so as to cater to those who have short attention spans, and who are, unfortunately, intellectually weak. hehehehehehehe.

you know what? i am just going to break up my entries into smaller portions. just like breaking up complex sentences to smaller ones to make them easier to understand.
i didnt ever know that there are four types of sentence stuctures by the way!
simple, complex, compound and complex-compound.

like what the heck?

cookies~!

my friend from shatec is having some entrepreneurship week.
they are selling cookies and such at $6 per box.
there will be 5 items inside.
this is just a little ad.
free delivery.

and the items are: yummy baked cheesecake, twirly swiss roll, chocolaty brownie, apple cinnamon muffin and banana cake...
so.
do get back to me.
i will order with her for you if you are interested.

homogenous?

is that how you want the world to be?
why do people criticise/discrimate against/shun/ostracise/make fun of, and in extreme cases kill, people who are out of the norm?

why are dark, overweight, disabled, scarred people receiving such negative attention?
is there no place for such people in our society?

does this mean that we want a world where everyone is homogenous.
a world of perfection?

do such differences need to be highlighted and picked upon every second, every minute AND every hour?

when will people attain the maturity they need to accept people the way they are?
don't mask your prejudices behind ignorance and humour.
for it just reflects the kind of person you are.

extraordinary.

yes i am.

cos while everyone else(probably hss students) study their asses off, i am reading blogs, and yes, blogging. hahahahha.

oh and yes, i am in the HSS library.
pretty cool seats.
the black cushioned seats just drew me.
and i am here cos my sis needs a psychology book.
the wonders of my kindness never seem to amaze me.
hahahahahhaa.
hey come on la, my bag was friggin heavy k, and i couldnt find my way cos..
erm. ya, i have a teeny weeny prob with directions.
hahaha.

well, anyway.

102 hm. glad it is over.
but i doubt i will get like a B for this module.
kinda sucked at it throughout the term.
hahahhaa. hopefully chong jin will be kind.

well, i will be off to study now.
study hard, and then we will party hard k?
with many many chocolates.
haha.
heaven.

1 down.4 to go.

perserverance, my friends!
and 101 is over.
burn the book if you want, but for those who are more entrepreneurial, you can sell it to the next sem or next yr cs peeps.
:)

102, here we come!
val, if you are reading, your number is 255.
you din log off just now.
:)

i am quite screwed for 102.
but the learnings of 101 remain.
postive visualisation will see me through.
hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

anyway, i think little things in life mean a lot.
get what i mean?

101 revision[attempt]

ch 8.
4 principles of communication in cultures.
man i am alr sleepy. cant blame me. i studied till 630 am. amazing how little i got done.
but sleepy all the same.
only had 40 minutes of sleep.

culture is a system.
all parts of a system are interrelated.
they continually interact with one another and affect one another.
changing one aspect changes the entire system(is this under tis point?)

systems are organised wholes.
should not take any aspect/part in isolation.
need to be understood in a larger context.

culture strives to maintain equilibrium, but cannot.
there are constant changes
changes can be abrupt or gradual.
cultures tend to resist change, which explains why we are so reluctant to break away from habits.

i tink thee other point says something like that...
it is constantly changing as it gains new members, loses members.
new elements emerge.
bt i dun remember!

oh my god my brain is jammed.
seriously.
need to sleep. i will hopefully wake up with a clearer mind!

then after that it is the 5 ways that communication and culture are linked right?
we learn culture while communicating.
communication mirrors ur culture.

there are many social groups within a culture.
the co-cultures influence communication too.
for example the whole gender thing, which i find very interesting by the way.
standpoint theory: social communities influence the perspectives, beliefs and values.. blah blah?

communication can cause cultural changes.
most cultural changes start with communicating about it.

2 more.
oh oh.

communication perpetuates culture?

4 way to adapting to cultural diversity.
dun be ethnocentric.
person centredness.
it is a process-5 step

resisting
tolerating
understanding
respecting
partcipating.

there is a culture relativism theory somewhere, that just says that cultures vary and we are not supposed to judge other cultures using our own culture
there is assimilation, w curve,

dun remember alr.
i could tell u about the concepts of self, which i am much more sure of, but i am dying.
later then.
finishing the 4 chapters and re revising everything!

sleep deprived.

well well.
two days plus since i blogged.
on saturday, i got a panic attack and studied from 3-6 am.
but i was supposed to meet jared at 9 at paya lebar to borrow the 108 book.
and ben at 10 at the airport to study.
haha.

i decided to get the book on monday in the end.
as for the airport, i reached at 11.
guess what? i was still early.
jun, who said she will be there at 12, was there earlier than ben who wanted to meet at 7bloodyam initially.

well anyway, studying with jun and ben was fun to say the least.
constructive discussion.
constructive crapping.
satisfying eating.
lots of laughter and lots of smiles.

had lunch at popeyes for the first time.
where the indian guy at the counter was not worth flirting with, despite my intitial hope.

a few things were established throught our study session.

ben has either bad memory or a bad sense of direction or BOTH.
benoulli theory explains how aeroplanes fly upwards.
jun's mom makes better kueh than jollibean's.
starbucks' peppermint mocha is good.
ben is addicted to the net.
there were famines in india after democracy was adopted, contrary to my misinformed mind.
they were just not substantial. though i have to say that the word substantial itself is subjective. how substantial is substantial? 30 000 deaths?

JUN AND I ROCK BECAUSE WE WERE RIGHT THAT THERE IS NO MAC IN T1. AND BEN WAS WRONG.

was going to stay till morning.
but sis needed help with rayn darling.
so i left at 10 plus.
was so bloody tired man.

and then monday came. i met jared and studied with him at cathay starbucks.
used my starbucks card again.
everytime with fear, guilt and nostalgia.
had the raspberry swirl cheesecake and tried jareds cranberry cake.
both also shiok.

saw so many couples.
so irritating.

and then i made my way to school, to study. reached at 10.
was alone till 12 and was joined by anu at 12.
what happened next? erm. not disclosable here.
well anyway. truth be told, did not study much.
i am getting sick of being worried about this stupid thing called EXAMS.

i still have 4 chapters of 101 and many many 102 readings to go.
god save us all.
i dont even remember much of the 2 101 chapters i did!
chapter 8 and 9.
well well. on to the next entry for my revision.

i am not kidding

today is a fantastic day to sleep.
and therefore, all my darling friends, who are attempting to study,
pack up and SLEEP!

talk about good influence.

thanks.

switch off your comp, and SLEEP!

haha cos that is all i wana do!
and i have not studied at all today.
what to do, my rayn is here, and people wana come and see my rayn.
then i am sucha good aunty!
so i need to take care mah!
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahha.
am damn high.

coloured corpses

a euphemism for my zombified friends.
come on guys, you can do this!
press on for a few more days!
this is like doing a levels man.
damn it, just that the exams are much much tougher and unpredictable.
dammmn.

just do your best.
because when you do your best, you have nothing to regret.
if you are disappointed at the end of the day because this is all your best can get you, don't be.
for you can improve.

i sometimes wonder, why some people feel the need to exercise such independence. to the extent of downplaying the importance of all others in their lives.
what is wrong with accepting the fact that you dont only live life for yourself?
that you exist in a larger system.
there is nothing wrong for doing something for others, and yourself.
you do not become a weaker person just by fulfilling expectations of others.i doubt that is what stength is about. pseudo independence which comes about by blurring the importance of others in your life, is in fact, insecurity.
fulfilling expectations of anybody, including yourself, gives a sense of worth.

well anyways, think i didnt mention that my darling rayn is in my house now!with my sister of course!
hehe he makes me wana go home asap!!!
something to look forward to man!
and that day, i bought napkin and napkin liners, and i swear i looked like a mother.
dammit.

haha. my family is so reunited now. feels soooo good to be back in this big family!
although the presence of one person will be and is sorely missed, it matters a great deal to me that we are all together under one roof!

:) smilesssss

i think i am way too slow. and this is repetition. to increase your retention rate of this fact, and therefore help me.

everyone seems to want to rush and finish up their modules within one or two days. it is making me panic.

oh and i have yet to touch 108. argh.

first exams, i am so freaking out!

well well, i should sleep.
nightey night.

prioties.

i will never neglect my darling.my darling mangofever.
hahahahaha.

right.

i think it is totally unglam for girls to smoke. ok, i am not stuck in draconian times ok. but still, it IS more disgusting to see a girl smoking than to see a guy smoking.
maybe it is because society has made it seem ok for guys to smoke.
maybe it is because more guys smoke.
maybe it is the influence of the media.
maybe guys deserve to have their sperms killed.
whatever it is, seeing a girl holding a cig is such a turn off.
especially when she is well dressed.

unless she is NOT hot, and she thinks that lighting a cig with fire will make her HOT.
i do not put it past her.

Anyway, i starred in a small show today.
haha. my sisters show.
she had to construct a lesson plan for the chapter "materials" for pri 3 science.
so her storyline is that a girl comes home hungry from sch, only to find out that her mum is out and she has to cook for herself.
and the cooking utensils' materials are explored.
and guess who the girl is?
haha. ME.

if i am not lazy, i might upload the pics.
i tried my best to look like a pro sch kid.
hahaha.

do u noe something?
bulat does not know how to drink hot chocolate.
think bulat cannot function when sun is out.
makes sense right.
but today raining wat.
haiz. what a mystery.
hehehehhehehehehehehehe.

i am studying way tooo slowly!
but.
i do not care.

you make me so happy. i wait for the day, you will be in my arms. for the day the world can know.

i <3 my dad!

i am so bloody spoilt.
my dad just bought me the hp i want.
and i only told him last night.
within 24 hours, it is sitting right here in front of me.

it is the nokia 6131.
i like it cos it reminds me of my darling 6170.
hehe. only 2 numbers are diff.
right.

this is really all i need.
i dun need a 3G phone.
but that of cos, means, no video calls with a certain someone.
that is sad.
try videocalling someone who matters to you.
it is really fun.

talking of which.
although i know you have no idea about my blog, i miss you like crazy.
you can't even begin to imagine.
what the hell have i gotten myself into.
"what do you see in him?" she asked.
do i have an answer?
i doubt.
i am irrational. and i will remain so. for it makes me happy.
rational=boring and predictable.
according to me of course.

i could go on and on about you. if i did not have to practise self-censorship, there would be something about you every single day.
cos you are there. at the back, at the front. of my mind.
all the time.

well anyway, it is rather sad to think that we are not gonna meet the tutors again.
i said this in a previous entry already.
but the last 107 lecture just made it all too real.
haha. vandana seriously surprised me.
hehe. i shall capture it here.
so as to remember that there is a tutor who treasures me so. hehehhee.

jal: will you say hi to us when you see us around?
vandana: what made you think i will ever turn my face away from you, jal?

wah. hehe. a lot more than i expected, seriously!when you hear it from vandana, it is very...surprising.
if only i was fairer. u would have seen me flushing.
but dont ask me why.
i really found it sweet.

then of course. i whip out my cam, and all hell breaks loose.
oh my god. we are such cam whores i tell you. we took a pic with vandana. :)
well. guys, just a disclaimer. no pics taken during this period of time will be uploaded anytime soon.
please let me take my time.
as a reward after finishing our exams, i will pass it to yall.
hehehe.
and guys, we gotta have some plans!
after exams?
i got like 4 ppl waiting to meet me.
but other than tt, i am so super free.
book meee!
:P

i had a random thought today.
please don't change MRTs dear government. like the NEL train is bad enough. as in, the deviation from the trains i love and am used to.
please dont change them for the very fact that they provide very flattering reflections.
hehe. :)
good job on that.
i am so proud of singapore, alfie.

well anyway, today was scary.
i take the last 195 from queenstown almost every night.
and every night, the same ppl are there.
this really scary indian man, a few malay guys.
and this really young malay girl i find disgusting.

but one of the malay guys scared me.
i was sitting at a seat near them.
but after a while, i couldnt take the smoke, so i moved.
and as i got up and walked, i suddenly saw something moving real fast.

when i turned around and saw, it was a cigarette, a lit up one!that still had a long way to go before dying.
i was so shocked.
i was like, damn, did he mean to throw that at me?
then i went hysterical.
"what did i do?!"

then when the bus came, they all said "bye girl"
in synchrony.
and it does not help that they are there every night.
it gets freaky when there is no one else around.
let me hope nothing else happens.

i had dinner with ben today. ben is addicted to king of fighters.
and then i proceeded to Can A for some studying. and i love the place at night.
sat right below a fan, temperature was right.
environment perfect.
but studying alone is still a little saddening.

i cannot use my 6131 tmr, cos it has to charge for 8 hours and i just got home to charge it.
i am determined to take care of it, although it looks kinda fragile too. the keypad is hugeee!
:))

well so much for the rambling. i shall sign off now.
i need to study.
God, grant me the strength.
and all my friends too.

anti-social.

haha i am at Canteen 2.
and i am being scolded for my anti social behaviour, so i will make this a quick one.
hm.
let's see. i didnt blog yesterday, cos i absolutely had no mood to indulge in my rambling.
and, my eldest sis knows my blog add.
so i was a bit stumped.
but i am back.

well well, sis, if u r reading this, i would trust you with my life. ;)

yaynes!108 is over. but of course, there are still exams.
glad they liked our video.
we did draw quite a few laughs and cheers. :))

well well.
i saw rayn yesterday!
gotta run now!

and because it is a good waste of time.

i am back.

just passing part of a mail anu sent me. a rare email, and a good read indeed.

it is an excerpt from the response of an indian man to an white woman who is engaged to an indian man.

and the white woman claims that indian men go for white women because indian women are
"too fat, too loud, too mean, too
argumentative, too needy, too materialistic or carrying too much excess
baggage"

first let me respond to this bitch myself. white women are not fat?right. most of them can't even look down at their feet.
and i am not talking about those we see on tv.
most of those things we see on tv, all thery can see when they look down, are their feet. if you get what i mean.
too loud?
ya of course. we are the ones agitating for useful causes such as more men's magazines.
too mean? right. u provide testimony that whites are not too mean, bitch.
too argumentative? your whole letter is an argument. maybe you cant read.
too needy? ya, you probably need a good lovemaking session with your gardener, best friend and husband. i am not talking about desperate housewives.
too materialistic? yeah we are the ones advertising rolex and prada in our movies.
too much excess baggage? at least we let go of our baggage some time in our lives.

well. to quote the indian guy who responded.

A lot of Indian men, because of
insecurities, fears, and overall weaknesses, have become intimidated by the
strength of our Indian women. We are afraid that our woman will be more
successful than us, make more money than us, drive nicer cars and own
bigger houses. Because of this fear, many Indian men look for a more docile
woman. Someone we can control. I have talked to numerous Indian men and
they continuously comment on how easy it is to control and walk over their
white women.

It is because of the Indian women's strength, elegance, power, love and
beauty that I could never date anyone except my Indian Queen. It is not
just the outer beauty that captivates and draws me to them. It is not the
fact that they come in all shapes, sizes, colours and shades that I love
them. Their inner beauty is what I find most appealing about Indian women.
Their strong spirit, loving and nurturing souls, their integrity, their
ability to overcome great obstacles, their willingness to stand for what
they believe in, and their determination to succeed and reach their highest
potential while enduring great pain and suffering is why I have fallen in
love with Indian women.

this man, if i will find you, please marry me. because. i need someone to argue with. he is so darn sarcastic in the rest of his response. and sarcasm makes me melt. intelligent sarcasm. not many possess it.

i am being ethnocentric and gendercentric here. pardon me.
and so we are, biased individuals. as we are.

a good waste of time.

blogging is a good waste of time.

and therefore i will indulge. :)

i was at airport the whole night last night.

my 1st sister got home from the states!(i am being as specific as possible in case dingbells like wai yin dunno which sis i am talking about!)

oh my god, i din noe i missed her so much!

everything just seems right.

and erm. i am revising my 101 on her. cos she is super interested.

i like having intelligent sisters.

well. and so i stayed there and studied, at BK, T1.

but i started experiencing LDMR(law of diminishing marginal returns, for those who dont know) at about 3am.

which means i only STUDIED from 1245-0300.

i was people watching, though there were not very many people there.

i realise studying alone is really sad. i donno how i did it so often last time.

i think it helped that i knew the delivery men in mac. but those who used to talk to me don't work there anymore. damn.

even mac is kiling me. i really do NEED a study partner.

if you ever wanna see jal QUIET, please study with me. cos other than when i am sleeping, that is really the only time.

the only time i will talk is when i have a question, or you have a question. i am promising. please respond to my appeal.

man, do i need a print ad to advertise myself? i should think of my target audience first. and imagine i am only talking to one person.

i will use active voice, and verbs. and make sure it is not too wordy.

"Study with me." now that is a simple effective slogan.

hehe the modules are messing with my brains, i tell you.

but i think our modules are interesting. i like studying them. and i can spread that feeling to you if you need it.

and i will revise here. this is what i call freedom of speech.

the last thing i read at say 5 am was that.

language is made up of symbols?
language creates meaning?
we interpret language symbols according to personal experiences, interests and backgrounds.

symbols are:
arbitrary: their meanings change over time. eg: apple, mouse.
ambiguous: their meanings are not clear-cut and precise. eg: i would like you to be more responsive means: i would like you to be more attentive to what i say.
oopsie, i cant tink of a damn example.
abstract:ok. damn it. maybe i am a visual. i only remember the ladder.
ok. abstract as in it is far from objective phenomena.

and i also learnt very interestingly from the narayanan guy that the ethno-religious classification in singapore is sometimes negative in influence.

something i have never thought about before. it encourages stereotyping.

in issues like drug addiction and the likes. a better way of classification in such issues could be age, educational background etc.

but then again, whether the government does it or not, people are gonna do it. but the government doin git condones the classification of course. after all, it is stated in the reading that singapore has a strong government that is involved in many aspects of the average singaporean's day-to-day living.

and. i have a problem. how come the turban is recognised as being culturally distinct and allowed in schools while the tudung is not?

brenda did bring it up during lecture. it is true.

i admire the fact that narayanan mentioned it, and didnt mask it, cos there are those who would not have questioned. like myself.

how can you say you are emphasizing that students should mingle freely without any awareness of differences in culture or religion that might hinder the cohesion. when, you have allowed the sikhs to retain their identity.

i find no differences. not every muslim wears the tudung.not every sikh wears the turban. both are reflections of religiosity.

islam, according to the reading, calls for vry public display of religiosity. true enough in certain instances. however, what is the difference between sikhism and islam then? tell me, if you know.

this is a really long entry. but i am unstoppable.

well, anyway, to go on.

to move on to 107.

being a PR practitioner is not easy. that you gotta know first.

management of reputation is the utmost important thing. u noe what?i am gonna miss vandana. have grown to like her. oh man!i am gonna miss alfie and shawn too! this is wayy too fast! :(

keke at least i have the satisfaction of knowing that i have made all my tutors so far smile. oh for 108?stop wondering. it was stupidity on my part that caused him to smile. hehehhehehe. very few people witnessed it though. thank god.

well as a PR practitioner, you have to manage both internal and external publics, provide media liaison(handle media relations), manage public events by letting public know proper information.

there many forms of writing that a PR practitioner has to do. brochures, news releases, flyers, newsletters.

there is a 4 step process that they are usually required to do.
1.researching
2.planning
3.communication
4.evaluation

researching could require you to pore over annual reports, experiment, survey, form a focus group, hold discussions with the high officials.
planning is basically ensuring you get the right message to the right audience is the right form.objective output and impact.
communication it seems, is the do or die factor. it shows your worth to the organisation. you gotta be able to decide the best form of communication quickly.
evaluation is basically evaluating if your planning and strategizing worked.

and then i could not go on.

guys. this is not 100% trustworthy. entirely from memory. if i somehow inspired you to study, please double check and let me know of mistakes.

and for those who have started studying, argh. i still have so much more to go.
and those who havent i hope i panicked you to start. please study with me, thank you.

sneak peak.

overdose?

after reading so much about the racial riots. july and september, the effect seems to have died on me.

i mean, from like secondary school days, all the freaking history textbooks have drummed into us the atrocities of the riots.

but compared to the brutalities witnessed in other countries today, i feel like that was nothing.

i mean of cos, the size of our country blah blah.

is contained tolerance healthy?

will there be an outburst someday?

i am glad sharon siddique highlighted the differences within the indian community!

now guys, as long as yall do the reading, there is no excuse not to know my origins exactly!

i like studying. BUT. and there will always be a BUT.

i feel so dependent!i can't seem to study alone anymore.

especially everyone seems to study in groups at mac now.

spoiled idiots. hahaha. influencing me!

hm. i have only done that reading now.

i am in a dilemma! should i go receive my sister at the airport?

should i study?

sister claims she is gonna drag me. haha gone are the days of the refia strings, sister. no dragging.

hehe. i am weird. one moment, i am spitting profanities, and the next, i am laughing.

i wonder why.

i mean i can't live without my family.

i need to talk it out with her. but how?

so much for being in communication studies.

hehe. but on a lighter note, i am a happy girl today!

cos i played badminton!

i love my dad! <3

learning points.

there are some things i learnt today.

-it is nice to log on to SingaporeIndians.com after a few days.
-i don't feel very addicted anymore.
-one of my friends knows nothing about chemistry.
-one of my friends dissects MacDonalds chicken nuggets.
-creating a working website is a bitch.
-dancing in the MacLab with no audience to clap is sad.
-i don't like the way he treats me.
-but i still miss him.
-i get lonely very easily.
-my dad gets bored home alone.
-my 111 notes are rotting.
-point form is easier to read.
-i blog when i am bored.
-i eat when i am bored.


anyway, my first sis is coming home tonight!yay!
i missss her! :)

the tease of a smile.

i was gonna post a really loaded/emotional/hurt entry.
but seeing the crap sprouted on my tag board made me smile. hahaha.
u guys are unstoppable.
and you think i am lame. c'mon. i have been influenced.and i am blaming JARED for most of it.

but i do still need to vent out what i feel. cos at this point of time, talking to someone is going to be a waste of time.

oh i feel better now that i have a plan. at least i know what i am doing.

to cut to the chase. this is what happened.

after video editing, (that story, i gotta tell u some other time man)
i went to buy food for sis and bro in law and then went over and spent time with my darling rayn. i bought him another cute bodysuit. and this time i will put it on for him!

well then, by the time i got home, it was 11.20.
i was actually supposed to get home earlier have a nap and go. but too bad. i planned to get coffee to keep me going.

so since i didnt see the point in changing or whatever, i washed up and wore exactly what i wore to school to bukit merah mac. and i was quite dressed up yesterday.

so then by the time i organise and collate my stuff, it is time to catch the last bus. and so i say bye to my 2nd sis, who is doing an assignment(she is doing sports psychology) and i leave.

and then i get there, have a quick meal and start studying.

and then the monster strikes.

the zzz monster.

i eventually read national identity and ch 3 of 101. but i gave up. i was wayy too sleepy.

so i am sleeping in the cab, and i reach home at 3.10 am or something. ready to fall flat the moment i reach home.

and then my sis comes out of the room.

sis: where did you go at this time? (and if you recall, i actually said bye to her and she responded)

me:to mac, to study.

sis: why didn't you change?

me:i didn't wana waste time.

sis: are you sure you went to mac?why didn't you bring your laptop?

me:because i didn't want to be distracted by msn or whatever. (ideally, it would have been "because it is only in your fucked up world that it is compulsory to bring a laptop to gain entry to macdonalds")

sis:i called you, why didn't you answer?

me: oh, you called?(taking out hp)

sis: then?(that tone made my high blood pressure jump many many notches)

(me takes out hp)

sis: let me check your handphone.

jal thinks: what the fuck?!

(sis sees that i have really not even seen the calls as the hp says "2 missed calls". thank you nokia.)

check. check. check. nothing.

(jal goes to change, takes back her hp, switches off the lights, and does not feel like talking to her sis again)

so much for the drama. it really really hurt.
i am trying so fucking hard to manage. with school and my sis who just gave birth. i go there the most often, cos i know my sis needs help.

and i am so fucking tired everyday, but i know i need to study, and so i go off to mac, believing that place has some kinda magic since i did alright in my As.

and look what happens.

i am not a saint. i know i have misused their trust. but, when you know you didn't commit a crime, it is hard not to over-react.

i am so utterly upset by this.
but life goes on.

spoilers.

a few things have spoiled my day so far.

1)waking up to realise i can't stop eating. and jun would know. i really can't stop.i need help.

2)feeling awful at the realisation and what it means.

3)dropping the tripod once i borrowed it(the guy didn't zip the fucking bag. is that my fault?)
and subsequently being scolded by one of the tech guys for dropping it(it was loud and he came out running)
--> but he messed with me on a bad day. i asked him to make sure his staff were more careful first.

4)not doing what we were supposed to do in vandana's class.

5)sitting all alone at the benches feeling very very lonely.

6)sipping really hot milo and scalding my tongue.

7)bringing the same milo up 179 only to get it hit and spilt by someone infront.(the guy had skinny elbows, but it is my fault,i know)

8)oversleeping on the train.

9) taking the wrong train from raffles place interchange.

looks like the only good thing that happened was that the waffle lady was very generous with her filling and the thickness of the waffle.

wow jal. great day.

in the mood to bitch.

i hate people who walk slowly in front of me.

i hate people who walk down the stairs slowly.

i hate people who bump into me while reading sms.

i hate people who speak bad english.
(the ass the who was sitting in 179 beside me: it is "followed by," not "follow by".

i hate people who do not smile.

i hate people who don't speak english when i am part of the conversation.

i hate. i hate. i hate.

i am not feeling well. the world is black.

POST-SCRIPT: Oh, and i HATE people who rush into the train before passengers alight. which is precisely why, in my darn bad mood, i stood right in the middle, and refused to budge when the assholes tried to enter as if they were going to win the gold medal for the "First Asshole Seated".