The Notebook- definetly awww- worthy.

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Module Code Module Title Grade
EN1101E An Introduction to Literary Studies A-
EU1101E Making of Contemporary Europe B-
LAT1201 Thai 1 B-
SC1101E Making Sense of Society A-
SSA2218 Singapore Film : Performance of Identity B+

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I decided to put it up anyway.

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It is scary how you consider some people your closest friends, when they actually regard you at the bottom of their social totem pole.

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"The ugly and the stupid have the best of it in this world. They can sit and gape at the play. If they know nothing of victory, they are at least spared the knowledge of defeat. They live as we all should live, undisturbed, indifferent and without disquiet."

Ah, finally, someone to stand up for us.

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Kristmas with Kahyin! (alliteration is just irressitable haha). It was just insufferably hot in my house and all I did was sleep so I left early to wait for her to knock off. Dinner at nydc, tourist photos with the grand christmas concert at orchard (which was not grand or christmassy) and a nice big tub of dark chocolate ice cream made it a marvelous night!

My horoscope widget is astoundingly accurate. It says that my social life is not going as I hoped and i need to be the organizer if I want any party to go on. How terrifyingly true.

Xmas eve at huey's was pretty fun with pizza christmas movies and just hanging out at holland v. I was kinda tired from waking up at the crack of dawn (that's before eleven in the morning in xac talk), so I didn't feel like going to countdown with alex. I'm sorry dear but the home hermit in me just took over. Plus I was immensely, terribly, destitutely poor---until my mum suddenly handed me some money my aunt gave for xmas. Dammit. Tmr will be a festive day. I hope.






Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah everyone!

And santa, if it's not too late,
could you please stop chucking me in the ditched and lonely club?
It's mighty depressing. Thank you very much.



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Now playing: Elvis Costello - Everyday I write the Book
via FoxyTunes

I would seriously like to have a typewriter.Honestly.
I was lying in bed just last night, and I thought to myself
hey wouldn't it be great if I had a typewriter?
No more fuss about hooking up the printer
and I just love the sound of the keys, and not
the type with the computer keyboards mind you
but the sort that pops up and you have to push
the funny knob each time you need to proceed to the next line.
Really, I hope santa could fit it in my nonexistent stocking,
I promise I will give you milk and cookies by the gallons,
I promise!

The wings of an angel have rusted.

Holiday booklist (most likely to become one of my new year's resolutions):
- Dracula by Bram Stoker (proudly finished)
- the know-it-all by Aj Jacobs (just embarked on it)
- The picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde (recently purchased in kino for only 12.95!)
- The Inferno by Dante Aligheri (finally I have laid my hands on it. Thank you mualim sisters!)
- Memoirs of a Geisha
- Cell by Stephen King

I think I have a very unhealthy reliance on coke light. Without my usual dosage of big gulp, I get cranky and crabby and it's absolutely not pretty. This only occurs when I am required to function before eleven in the morning. It could be the fizz that make me bubble, curing my morning grouchiness, or the sugar rush from artificial sweeteners in it. Whatever it is, it works terribly well.

Watched Rape of Nanking with Ky today! Am I glad to finally watch a movie after so long, and it was worth all the ten bucks. The film was shot in a sort of documentary- renactment way, with black and white clips and photos, interviews from survivors and some actors who played these group of westerners that savved the lives of 250 000 people by intervening the Japanese attacks and forming an unofficial neutral zone. Yes, I did cry. It is hard not to, as you watch the old man tear as he recounts his mother being bayoneted, and his baby brother skewered from the buttocks by a Japanese soldier when he was 7 years old. And how he had to watch his baby brother struggle back to his dying mother who continued to breast feed him even if it meant aggravating her wound( the baby was suckling on the wound itself too). There were many videos and photos or horrendous injuries, bayonet stabs, chunks of elbows and necks cut off, faces burnt and blackened yet the person very much alive in agony. It really is a very impactful image.

However, I was slightly peeved at the main gist of the story, which was about this group of foreigners who saved many Chinese. I do commend their immense courage and how noble they were to risk their lives, however, it gave me a sense of superiority. A feeling that, are we Asians really incapable of surviving without out Caucasian counterparts? I suppose the point of the film was not to propagate white superiority but to commend how an outsider could risk their lives for another, how racism is plainly ludacrious. Yet, I came a way feeling slightly indignant. Perhaps they should have shown some Chinese actually helping their own kind too, or that certain japanese general (whose name I just cannot remember) who helped many of the citizens in Nanking escape. Perhaps I am just thinking too much, perhaps I should take the filmmakers altruistic aims as the truth and not let the cynic in me take over.

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I am positively tired! Completely exhausted, drained, lethargic, bushed, and whatever other euphemism there is! Yesterday, right after work (which was mainly just folding clothes for nine hours), I went over to Fel's place to pick up the clothes I shipped over to her apartment in the states, and to raid her fridge too. Omg, the little cookies that looked disturbingly like kibble which her sister brought back from Amsterdam was so addicitive and polished off the whole thing, to which her sister brought out another bag but Fel wouldn't let me touch it anymore. Hmph. You should seriously pick up hosting skills from your sister sev! Grabbed a bunch of books for me to embark on my plan to sit at starbucks and read like an artsy fart before I left, not before I attacked her potong icecream and other chocolates and goodies f course! When Fel's around, I never have to worry about dinner anymore.

Alex rang me up as I left fel's house (the motherload of goodies), and dragged me out to drink her sorrows away. When I got home, I managed to catch some sleep before meeting nik to scour chinatown for cheap stuff! I swear, I bet audrey gets ALL her stuff from that place. Anyway, we got really tired from walking round and round in circles just trying to find this buttons shop! We did manage to find it in the end and nik got her buckle and elastics but apparently its the wrong one or something. Anyhoo, I'm still dead fascinated that the uncle used the yellow pages to wrap up the stuff.

By the way, anyone wants to watch the rape of nanking with me? I have no one to watch the movies with, what a sad life. Boo.

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I've seen lovers dancing in the dark

Work was so exhausting yesterday due to the staff sale, that ky and I ended up forgoing our sushi buffet date today as we just could not wrench ourselves out of bed! I pulled a Rip Van Winkle today, sleeping my day away, albeit fitfully, periodically falling asleep while reading. Nevertheless, I slept as much as it rained today, and boy, is the world drowning. I suppose the sudden surge of repose came to a shock to my body as my head is spinning, even as I read or lay day with my eyes closed. I can see the room spinning, passed the fixated words on the page. Certainly hping this would pass.

I have alot of things to accomplish this weekend.
1) To finish reading Dracula, which to my surprise, is as thick as the moonstone! It was probably the lack of a book cover ( yes my brother had managed to rip out both front and back covers of the book), that lead to this illusion of the book being a thin and fast read.
2) Finish up my story for the creative writing application! I was on a roll the night before, bt just had to force myself to resume another day as I required an early night for a long day of work the next. Right now, my head is in a whirl, unable to generate proper sentences (not the jumble of words that try to pass off as one mind you). I hope tomorrow will be a better day. Afterall, it is Sunday!

There's a creative writing module!
I have to get in, better start on the application.

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Working makes me worry about the future. How I would not have such long holidays and responsibility of my life lies solely in my hands. No more skipping of classes when you just don't feel like going to school, or your ass would get fired and you would be jobless, left begging by the roadside. No more grumbling about how you hate how things are going and you can't do anything about it since it is mandatory, as what you choose to do is your onus. Life is scary. If only it ended now.

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Milkshake party at mos last night. It's been possibly AGES since Ive been out at night to a club, like seriously. The queue was completely insane, but fortunately the bouncer brought our group to the side door and we felt really special. Haha! We had the most eclectic group of people, me leo andy and steph. Alex joined us with her senior, but left after a while. Well, more of disappeared really. Afterwards, Cherli, randall and some othr random person who was apparently from VS joined us too. When and how, I have no idea at all.

PS. Auntie! Please remember to ask me about youplanlah and brush okay. YPL is really a very very very very bigmouth, like whatevvvv.

SAY HI TO THE LITERATURE MAJOR

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Some more photos from yesterday which I stole from eeli :)))).

Picnic party with the crescent fass girls today! At the start of the day, everything was screwing up, so I had this foreboding feeling of how things would turn out! Some of them didn't receive the invite, and I blame singpost. Honestly, nik sent them out on monday and two days later they still haven't arrived!Plus, today I left home late, so was in a great fluster and forgot a bunch of stuff. Hence, nikki had to bring them for me. I went to popular to get the nametags and then forum to get my pinata, only to find out they were the type where you pull the string to release the trapdoor and not whack it. While waiting for the rest, the rain drizzled light, then stopped and resumed with a heavier vengence, then lightened again. The weather was so unfathomable, and everyone was late as nik & eeli were at the other side of the park, aud had a busted tire, germs was searching for a way, zi was waiting for the bus which refused to come, lilian was waiting for deb and grace is normally late. When we finally arrived at botanics, each of us were at different parts of it and we spent like half an hour searching for the bandstand where nik & eeli were!






this is lilian's birthday cake btw. we didn't have candles so we had to use sugar biscuits and fashion it into a 19!













Thankfully, everything was great after that. Everyone(well, almost everyone), followed our theme in which you had to dress up in the colours of your favourite candy! And the food was great, and NIKKI YOUR FUSION WANTON QUICHES ARE KEWL OKAY (now I have redeemed myself haha). After our picnic (and playing with my pinata!), we squeezed into deb's car to get free coffee at starbucks thanks to some xmas special, then off to cruise down orchard road to check out the xmas decorations and lights which were quite pretty this year!

All in all, the gathering was really good and I hope everyone had a great time! Next up, xmas party! Ready to plan another event, mizz nikki?

PS the other photos are on facebook. im really very tired of uploading all already!