My mother whipped up 8 different dishes for reunion dinner, all by herself.
Impressive.
There was steamed fish, roasted chicken, 3 different types of vegetables, chilli prawns, braised pig's trotters and lotus soup!
Every single dish was wiped out within 45 minutes. Good job, Mum!
Was just chatting with Huiping earlier on, and I realised my schedule is packed as usual, which was probably the reason why I was initially so grumpy about my 21st birthday plans. Wanted to celebrate with 3 different groups of friends, mainly floorballers, 25th and Neutrons and including a few from Kambing (sports camp groups)...but plans were clashing like mad. Sigh. Guess I'll just have to make do with meeting each group seperately. *sigh*
So here are my plans so far.
Tuesday - steamboat, mahjong at the West.
Wednesday - furry day! :)
Thursday - kickboxing (now now, do not laugh.)
Friday - 21st with the bears and you. :)
Saturday - 21st with the family, then 21st with 25th & Neutrons at Huiping's birthday party.
Sunday - Teach piano, game with Pinkies at Tampines Sports Hall at 8pm.
That leaves Kambing and the floorballers. Phew.
So much for birthday presents. As much as I'm hoping against hope that my family might just combine and buy me a digital camera, I think I'll just not expect too much.
Not to mention that corset from Topshop.
New spectacle frames.
Complete cut+colour+highlight+treatment from Storm.
Oakley Dartboards, or the likes.
Dang. I have such expensive wants.
Charm bracelets, ling-ling-long-longs on my wrist, more clothes, shoes...*sigh* I'm having a headache myself. Poor you readers. I sympathize deeply with you.
But I know at the end of it all, I simply just like receiving presents in a package because of the anticipation and thrill of opening them. Seems like I'm like the little girl I was back then. But at this age, and with my current busy schedule, celebrating my 21st seems to be more of an excuse to meet up with friends I haven't seen for a long time.
:)
Meanwhile, Happy CNY readers.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006Impressive.
There was steamed fish, roasted chicken, 3 different types of vegetables, chilli prawns, braised pig's trotters and lotus soup!
Every single dish was wiped out within 45 minutes. Good job, Mum!
Was just chatting with Huiping earlier on, and I realised my schedule is packed as usual, which was probably the reason why I was initially so grumpy about my 21st birthday plans. Wanted to celebrate with 3 different groups of friends, mainly floorballers, 25th and Neutrons and including a few from Kambing (sports camp groups)...but plans were clashing like mad. Sigh. Guess I'll just have to make do with meeting each group seperately. *sigh*
So here are my plans so far.
Tuesday - steamboat, mahjong at the West.
Wednesday - furry day! :)
Thursday - kickboxing (now now, do not laugh.)
Friday - 21st with the bears and you. :)
Saturday - 21st with the family, then 21st with 25th & Neutrons at Huiping's birthday party.
Sunday - Teach piano, game with Pinkies at Tampines Sports Hall at 8pm.
That leaves Kambing and the floorballers. Phew.
So much for birthday presents. As much as I'm hoping against hope that my family might just combine and buy me a digital camera, I think I'll just not expect too much.
Not to mention that corset from Topshop.
New spectacle frames.
Complete cut+colour+highlight+treatment from Storm.
Oakley Dartboards, or the likes.
Dang. I have such expensive wants.
Charm bracelets, ling-ling-long-longs on my wrist, more clothes, shoes...*sigh* I'm having a headache myself. Poor you readers. I sympathize deeply with you.
But I know at the end of it all, I simply just like receiving presents in a package because of the anticipation and thrill of opening them. Seems like I'm like the little girl I was back then. But at this age, and with my current busy schedule, celebrating my 21st seems to be more of an excuse to meet up with friends I haven't seen for a long time.
:)
Meanwhile, Happy CNY readers.
I'm hooked onto Dishwalla's Angels & Devils, the acoustic version.
A beautiful song to start a lazy afternoon, like how I spent it yesterday.
Finally, a lazy afternoon for the poks.
:)
CNY is coming. Not that it is that exciting, but I'll probably spend it reading through my notes (yes, you heard me right), Mahjong-ing, eating and sleeping.
Till then.
Saturday, January 21, 2006A beautiful song to start a lazy afternoon, like how I spent it yesterday.
Finally, a lazy afternoon for the poks.
:)
CNY is coming. Not that it is that exciting, but I'll probably spend it reading through my notes (yes, you heard me right), Mahjong-ing, eating and sleeping.
Till then.
Floorball has been dominating my life since January started.
Every emotion that passes through me, every mood I went through, everything I do (apart from schoolwork, of course)...there's an element of "floorball" in it.
Perhaps a good summary will be to say, I'm glad I finally got to play again. It isn't even enough to say glad. I'm thankful, I'm gratified, I wanted to play so badly...just being able to bring myself into the court with a proper line probably erased all the disappointment and confusion I felt in that 2 weeks.
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We're meeting NTU for our next IVP game. Semi-finals. Jupitans, its now or never. As they always say, "If not now, then when?" I've seen the team fought hard and achieve results. I have seen the team fight, and yet luck was against them. Most of all, I have seen the true Jupitan spirit - both last year, and this year.
Stickwork and tactics brings us a level up.
Desire brings us even further.
Desire as a team brings us to our goal.
Gold gold gold gold gold gold.
Saturday, January 14, 2006Every emotion that passes through me, every mood I went through, everything I do (apart from schoolwork, of course)...there's an element of "floorball" in it.
Perhaps a good summary will be to say, I'm glad I finally got to play again. It isn't even enough to say glad. I'm thankful, I'm gratified, I wanted to play so badly...just being able to bring myself into the court with a proper line probably erased all the disappointment and confusion I felt in that 2 weeks.
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We're meeting NTU for our next IVP game. Semi-finals. Jupitans, its now or never. As they always say, "If not now, then when?" I've seen the team fought hard and achieve results. I have seen the team fight, and yet luck was against them. Most of all, I have seen the true Jupitan spirit - both last year, and this year.
Stickwork and tactics brings us a level up.
Desire brings us even further.
Desire as a team brings us to our goal.
Gold gold gold gold gold gold.
I miss singing. I miss my acapella group, I miss writing songs, I miss the times we used to sit around in the music room, on the empty wooden floor, catching up with my conductor, and trying out silly tunes. Silly tunes with fine voices echoing off the little music room, the tinkling of the piano..
Most of all, I miss music.
Admist striving towards excellence in sports, I have almost abandoned music in my life. Now that things aren't working out so well in one aspect, I think back to the past, where I have been somewhat successful in my musical path.
"You are blessed with a natural athelete built." That was what my coach told me, countless times. Blessed? I guess. My problem lies in the mind. And believe me, its not as easy as you all will think, to change the mind. It takes me through the different stages of denial, anger, frustration, doubt and finally acceptance. And it doesn't end there.
A simple few notes. My pitching is off, my voice is no longer as full as it used to be - shouting, cough, sore throats have contributed to its degeneration.
Thank God for my students. If not for them, I would have completely abandoned piano as well. But piano playing is now reduced to once a week - Sundays - and my fingers these days have been subjected to pain and cracks of a normal sportsperson.
Now I sit here, contemplating the future. Certain sacrifices would have to be made if I were to venture back to where I started from. I would like to go back to conducting choirs again, train back my voice, finish up my piano exams, at least another 2 exams to go.
Or would those have to wait until I graduate?
Wednesday, January 11, 2006Most of all, I miss music.
Admist striving towards excellence in sports, I have almost abandoned music in my life. Now that things aren't working out so well in one aspect, I think back to the past, where I have been somewhat successful in my musical path.
"You are blessed with a natural athelete built." That was what my coach told me, countless times. Blessed? I guess. My problem lies in the mind. And believe me, its not as easy as you all will think, to change the mind. It takes me through the different stages of denial, anger, frustration, doubt and finally acceptance. And it doesn't end there.
A simple few notes. My pitching is off, my voice is no longer as full as it used to be - shouting, cough, sore throats have contributed to its degeneration.
Thank God for my students. If not for them, I would have completely abandoned piano as well. But piano playing is now reduced to once a week - Sundays - and my fingers these days have been subjected to pain and cracks of a normal sportsperson.
Now I sit here, contemplating the future. Certain sacrifices would have to be made if I were to venture back to where I started from. I would like to go back to conducting choirs again, train back my voice, finish up my piano exams, at least another 2 exams to go.
Or would those have to wait until I graduate?
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I just saw this announcement from Aerobics Sub-Club in NUS. $100 for unlimited workout every week for the entire term. If I were to sign up for that, I'll either collapse from exhaustion or I will become very fit.
Nah. I'm lazy. *grin* Next semester perhaps.
Introducing iGallop. The next lose-weight gadget Osim came up with.
For those who haven't seen it. It looks like this.
iGallop promises "flat abs, firm buttocks and toned thighs", simply because horse-riding is good for sculpting such bodies and iGallop supposedly mimics the trot of a horse.
At a recent Osim roadshow at Suntec, perhaps about a week ago, Kiat and I caught sight of iGallop's advertisment. To the first glance, it looked like another one of those porn acts. Pardon the direct association, but you really couldn't blame me if you saw it yourself.
The ad: Ladies in cowboy hats, ample buxoms and clothes that revealed a hell lot of flesh were riding iGallop (although it looked like they were happily humping that damn thing and enjoying it).
The roadshow: Kids, aunties and uncles. The occassional young couple.
And oh my, it looked so damn wrong when they were trying it out. Kids riding iGallop looked pretty okay - they were having fun. Then came the uncles who were just allowing their bodies to absorb the motion of iGallop unenthusiastically, and along came the aunties who..well..*grimaces* allow their flabs, humps and bumps to grind along to the "trotting" motion as well. Put uncles and aunties together and iGallop looks like the new sex toy in town where couples facing the middle-age crisis decide on the spot whether they ought to purchase one to spice up their sex lives behind the bedroom doors.
Sigh. Gadgets. I rather you buy the uZap, really. It looks less wrong.
Or just go sign up for some aerobics class!
Sunday, January 08, 2006For those who haven't seen it. It looks like this.
iGallop promises "flat abs, firm buttocks and toned thighs", simply because horse-riding is good for sculpting such bodies and iGallop supposedly mimics the trot of a horse.
At a recent Osim roadshow at Suntec, perhaps about a week ago, Kiat and I caught sight of iGallop's advertisment. To the first glance, it looked like another one of those porn acts. Pardon the direct association, but you really couldn't blame me if you saw it yourself.
The ad: Ladies in cowboy hats, ample buxoms and clothes that revealed a hell lot of flesh were riding iGallop (although it looked like they were happily humping that damn thing and enjoying it).
The roadshow: Kids, aunties and uncles. The occassional young couple.
And oh my, it looked so damn wrong when they were trying it out. Kids riding iGallop looked pretty okay - they were having fun. Then came the uncles who were just allowing their bodies to absorb the motion of iGallop unenthusiastically, and along came the aunties who..well..*grimaces* allow their flabs, humps and bumps to grind along to the "trotting" motion as well. Put uncles and aunties together and iGallop looks like the new sex toy in town where couples facing the middle-age crisis decide on the spot whether they ought to purchase one to spice up their sex lives behind the bedroom doors.
Sigh. Gadgets. I rather you buy the uZap, really. It looks less wrong.
Or just go sign up for some aerobics class!
2 hours. And I decided to create a new blog skin.
I suppose I've mellowed down alot over the year(s) since my previous blog skin, I prefer "autumn" and its cool, to "spring" with its warm colours. Brown and green are my favourite colours now; they are soothing to look at, cooling to the touch and bring rain and wind into my heart - again, one of my favourite weather conditions.
Till the next time I decide to change my blog-skin, this one is here to stay. I took away the tag-board but left behind the comments link, so you all can always drop a line whenever you feel compelled to make your thoughts heard. I read all comments anyway, and thank God for all those who have advised me, or left their warmth in digital scrawls - your comments are greatly appreciated. :)
Saturday, January 07, 2006I suppose I've mellowed down alot over the year(s) since my previous blog skin, I prefer "autumn" and its cool, to "spring" with its warm colours. Brown and green are my favourite colours now; they are soothing to look at, cooling to the touch and bring rain and wind into my heart - again, one of my favourite weather conditions.
Till the next time I decide to change my blog-skin, this one is here to stay. I took away the tag-board but left behind the comments link, so you all can always drop a line whenever you feel compelled to make your thoughts heard. I read all comments anyway, and thank God for all those who have advised me, or left their warmth in digital scrawls - your comments are greatly appreciated. :)
The holidays came and went.
Wakeboarding with Kiat, Cia, Kel and Ben. Thanks guys, for the fantastic company!
Well. That's me.
That's us at Gotham.
A cookout at Andrew's on New Year's Day 06.
Yummmmmm!
Thailand trip with the 25th.
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Too bad there weren't pics of hockey and floorball. Otherwise photos would have told the story of my December holidays.
New term awaits.
Friday, January 06, 2006Wakeboarding with Kiat, Cia, Kel and Ben. Thanks guys, for the fantastic company!
Well. That's me.
That's us at Gotham.
A cookout at Andrew's on New Year's Day 06.
Yummmmmm!
Thailand trip with the 25th.
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Too bad there weren't pics of hockey and floorball. Otherwise photos would have told the story of my December holidays.
New term awaits.
Just a borderline player.
Right from the beginning, I was borderline.
I still am, now.
But...its different this time.
I'm beginning to love trainings over again.
But within my mind, I still have a battle to fight.
It is difficult to sit through 5 matches, hoping for a chance, but did not get it.
Because of one incident, where I screwed up.
Opportunities knock from time to time, but I did not make use of them.
I failed myself again and again.
It will come, soon. I know.
I know what I need to do. I'm still working on it.
After all, I'm still hoping.
Right from the beginning, I was borderline.
I still am, now.
But...its different this time.
I'm beginning to love trainings over again.
But within my mind, I still have a battle to fight.
It is difficult to sit through 5 matches, hoping for a chance, but did not get it.
Because of one incident, where I screwed up.
Opportunities knock from time to time, but I did not make use of them.
I failed myself again and again.
It will come, soon. I know.
I know what I need to do. I'm still working on it.
After all, I'm still hoping.