1ST DAY OF YR 3

Today is my first day of modules for year 3. Woke up super early at 6 am but the bed did not let me get up. Finally after much bed fight, I got up to prepare at 6.15 am. Normally the bed will win the fight and cause my infamous lateness records, but today I got this super power just like any other first days of the fresh new years.

Dear bed, I know you are doing this for my goodness, I know you care a lot for my super little amount of sleep this past year. Nobody else misses me as much as you do when I was all alone doing work throughout the nights. Nobody else can provide me with the much sought after energy I yearn so much for, except you. I know you really wanna spend more time with me, to the extent of bearing with my sweat and smell when I did not bathe. It has been ages since I last dressed you neatly, and you have been so understanding about this without a single complaint. It is not my wish to fight with you at all. The more I fight, the more tired I'll become. I promise you I'll keep you company whenever I have the chance. Please be there for me always.

And so, I reached school at 8 am sharp. Our first lesson was Interactive Design. Ms Ng brought this interactive Stitch plush toy to show and explain to us about interactivity. It was darn interesting. I have always found Stitch very cute and today I could talk to it! Like when I said,

"Tell a joke." It will say,

"Knock knock!" And I'm supposed to say,

"Who's there?" And so on and so for. There is actually a list of conversations on a card hung on its ear. All I have to do is to choose and say out clearly the lines to it, and expect his cute responses. Then Ms Ng showed us a video clip about this group of people doing interactive projects like, a pot of dried long grasses sway according to whether the elevator is moving upwards or downwards.

*Brrr*

Imagine you alight the lift at your destination level and see a pot of plant outside the lift moves by itself although you are at an enclosed area without any movement in the air. Freaking lor. Clever in terms of technology, but what purpose does it serve man.

Mr Choong announced after the lesson that we have to start doing our portfolio pieces for our graduation show now. Right now! Goddess. I'm really graduating soon. What the heck can I show in my portfolio man. He said there will be a presentation of our portfolio at the end of this semester and they will grade our stuff with the emphasis on interactivity. We must have a personal website to showcase our works too. Again, it must be interactive. I'm beginning to be sick of this word seriously. Grrr. Maybe I'll showcase my blog to them as my personal website la, then I'll bombard my blog with yellow entries and maybe they'll start the interactivity themselves wahaha.

After that, Esme, Tak Yee and I went for our combined Marketing lecture with SIT people. There are a total of around 10 fellow cohort-mates taking this, that is why we have to join the SIT 200 plus people. I felt like an ant at first, but we later found out these 200 plus people are actually only year ones. DUH. A bit the insulted can. Which means, I'm like 5 years older than most of them. I understand how Marcus is feeling that moment. But it is always not that bad for an older guy joining younger girls, than an older girl joining younger boys, you get my meaning?

It was an overall, a 1 hour needless-to-attend lecture. The lecturer was reading from the notes, an ability which I can do myself. But she enlightened me with new ways of pronouncing some of the household words like Trans Action as in transaction, Samsoong as in Samsung, etc. She even asked us to highlight the parts as unnecessary as like those in this sentence. Pengz.

We went to our respective tutorial rooms for another hour of Marketing tutorial straight after that lecture. The 10 of us were splitted up and joined the 3 tutorial classes. My tutor, to my relief, is quite a nice lady. She is natural, though a bit unconcerned of her own image. We were made to give a brief introduction of ourselves. Oh alright, I thought, I shall relive my first year and act like one since the tutor was like ignorant about the fact that the three of us are actually year threes. To my jaw dropping surprise, a few of the year ones got their current SIT diploma course which they had put as their NINTH choice! Is it that they just are so ignorant about their standards, or they know their standards so bloody well that they wanna appreciate MOE's effort and money for printing those extra boxes for them to fill in?

Anyway, after this, my NETS project group mates met to discuss, hopefully, the last time before presentation. Tak Yee and I were damn tired by then. Furthermore, she has gotten this Gastral Intestinal Infection (yay, one new term learnt, courtesy of Jasparina) and it caused her occasional pains. But she is now happily buying her new handphone at Orchard with her family. Not such a bad day for her after all huh.

Okay, that's all for the day~ Tired already.

SCHOOL EMAILS

Apparently, somebody heard my cries. This is my new updated timetable. No more 9.30 pm! Yay!



And it is a 3 days-week timetable again! wahaha. Very nicely amended, though I still bey song the Thursday long break. Oh no. I'm gonna continue my habbit of making full use of the 15% chance for absence without reason, I do not understand how people like Wan and Jiayi can reach school sharply or even before 8 am, with 100% full attendance that is.

Anyway, I have received the following email,

Hi Cohort,

There is a NAPFA fitness training that you will need to take. This is compulsory(I don't know I don't know) as it will reflect onto your transcript when you graduate from the Poly. The training is every Tuesday and Thursday 5pm at the school field (PE you mean.) You will need to attend the training and take a test, if you pass the test you will not need to go for the training again. For those of you currently doing your modules and projects I would advise you to go for your training soon (She is talking to me) . Those who are doing their IAP, you can do it after your IAP. This is rather crucial for the guys, if you pass the training, you will get 2 months exemption for the NS (wahaha) , which means you can go for your NS 2 months later. And it is a good time to get you physically fit and ready for your National Service.

Please drop me a note on my mail if you are ready for your training beginning this coming Tuesday 31/05/2005 (I'm always not ready) . I will need to inform the trainer beforehand.

Thanks.

Regards
Wendy (CC)



I can see it coming. Haiz.

Y DON'T U JUST GO

I really do not know how to face him next Thursday. OMG Catherine is not around to defend us anymore.

*practise*

"SIR CAN U PLS STOP NIAO NIAO NIAO...!"

Wah cannot la. Catherine, how the hell you managed to say this to him ah? Really pei fu leh.

Anyway, I have got a lame teacher teaching me French. Bonjour, you heard me right. Sandy is taking French on every Thursday morning 8 am to 9.50 am. And my French teacher's name is Didier Lame. So his initials are LAMED, as according to my timetable.

"Good morning Mr. Lame! Are we going to be lamed for today's lesson?"

"Nope. Laming was my past."

"What? Why?"

"I thought it is rather obvious. I was lame with the 'd'. Now I'm not!"

NOKIA 6680

Whoever buys this phone for me, I will Yi Shen Xiang Xu!!!
Nah, just joking.

MY NEW TIMETABLE

MY CARICATURE PICTURE!

Catherine did this! And this is ME! Haha. She is now experimenting her caricature skills on her classmates, so visit her blog for more to come! She drew me first! Yay! Aiya bo bian la. I got so many special and unique trademarks I cannot deny. *er-hem er-hem*

-Exaggerating cheek bones
-Chicken backside chin
-Yellow t-shirt with the zebra
-Black hooded sweater
-ADIDAS red bottle
-I love pigs

The first two points, well, I suppose all of you have a pair of eyes, so there is no need for me to explain. Yellow t-shirt; this is not exactly my trademark, but if you are my classmate you will spot me in it very often. This is purely because, I have 3 t-shirts of this kind for school. Lelong 3 for $15 nia. The other two are white and black. I had a 3 days-week timetable for last semester. So, you get the point. If you don't, I wear each of them once a week.







Black hooded sweater; I wear it almost everyday in NYP, the award winning energy-saving campus buildings. I suppose they save the energy and then blast it in the computer labs. This sweater also sheltered me from drizzles or even rain with the hip hop hood. Most importantly, I feel I look nicer wearing it, to cover up my lelong t-shirt that is.

As for the red ADIDAS bottle...




It is always around me, even in the pictures.

MORNING, BEAUTIFUL SUNDAY!

Morning people!
Feel the sudden urge to blog, to write down how wonderful I'm feeling now. Just like this TWINS song playing on default now. Many things happened over this disastrous weekend. I'm so so glad and relieved everything is over. And yes Tak Yee, I'm talking about us too.

I had my first day of menses on Friday night. On that morning itself I felt the cramp and I could not seem to control my mood already. I flared at very little things. Then I tried looking for some happiness in the net, listen and download songs, read blogs, whatever, whatever that could have occupied me.

And I read that interesting entry by Tak Yee, of all times.

Those words, ".... this sandy, know too much and did too much..." are really powerful. With my already uncontrolled anger, these words added pepper chilli wasabe salt garlic rojak everything that could just let me have diarrhoea, in an immediate effect. The normal me would have stopped to think, hey, Tak Yee would never blame you, she might have phrased wrongly. But nanny nanny poo poo, it was the dinosaur me reading then. Things turned uglier after I typed those messages in her tag. She actually almost took it as QUARRELLING. Ha ha ha, how could we ever quarrel I wonder. Touch wood. I have never meant to quarrel with her, that dinosaur me just felt the urge to clear my name of "..did too much..."

As you all can see from this incident, Tak Yee may seem strong and sometimes having ah lian attitude(agree ppl?wahaha), she is really a soft little girl at heart. I am indeed fortunate to have her in my life. I regretted posting the entry about her problems. The normal me now feels that as her friend, I did not really help her in her problems, yet I still rubbed salt into her wounds. RELECTION TIME ding dong ding dong! This part sounds like Valencis possessed me. She loves to self-reflect for your information.

The difference between best friend and boyfriend is, I will clear up the mess between me and my best friend as soon as possible, but not really for my boyfriend, though I wished to. Hmm, type until now, I find that the wonderful feeling is not so strong already haha. Nvm anti-climax.

I AM FULL OF ENVY!!!

I saw two great artists at work today in school.

Weng Heng was still at his road safety project refinement, and I saw his ongoing Illustrator masterpiece. Breathtaking. I just stood behind him observing the tones he has done for the graphics. I did not realise I was not making any noise. I guess I must be behaving quite sneakily since he did not know I was behind him all along.

The longer I observe, the nicer those graphics become. I could not help it anymore. I just wanted to see clearer! I dragged a chair, charged towards his right side and sat down. I did not even ask or look at him. My eyes were fixed on the monitor screen. By the time I settled down in that seat, my hands were supporting my chin and I think I was nearer to the screen than Weng Heng himself.

"Hey, how's your project going about?" He finally asked. I think he has got a slight shock of what I have done.

Oh ya! I suddenly remembered I have got a group discussion going on. I turned around and glanced at my 3 members, where they were just less than a metre away from me. They were very concentrated in their discussion.

"We now then start to discuss our application lor." I turned back to reply, to the monitor physically, because I looked at the graphics instead of him.

"Oh, your project comprises of doing out an application?" He asked.

"Yalor."

I continued studying each and every detail of those graphics. I must try it out. I must try it out. I must try it out. I must try it out. I must try it out. I must try it out. I must try it out. I must try it out.

I! MUST! TRY! IT! OUT!!!



Later in the day, I spotted Alex sketching something. My curiosity can certainly kill a dinosaur. I charged towards his left side and started my staring-in-action again. Sounds very senile I know. He was coloring his cheena dragon on his sketch book with his rich collection of copic markers. This is even more '!!!' than what Weng Heng has done. I'm not trying to say he is better than Weng Heng. I mean I could see stroke by stroke how the masterpiece is created manually! Only creative people will appreciate all these. Common people may take a second look or a third one sometimes, but they will not stare as hard as how I did today.

"Is this for tattoo?" I asked.

"Yes. Eh? How you know?" He replied. Smugged with my correct question asked, I said,

"Of course I know. You are drawing a dragon ma."

"Why do you think it must be for tattoo leh?" He asked.

"Dragon leh, not your style leh. You don't normally draw dragons." I explained as if I've known him for ten years.

He nodded in an extreme agreeing style,

"Ya. These are to be sold to my friend who opens a tattoo shop. Good money leh. $XXX per piece. I've sold two already. Wahaha." WTF! That is a lot lor. I better don't reveal the actual price, but I can tell you it is a 3 digits sum.

"Wa, good money really. But your works are worthy of that value." I praised him sincerely. Really envious of this guy now. If you calculate, he is earning at the speed of XXXX $/mth. I want I want! When will I start earning a living on my design skills? Attachment? Like 450 $/mth? Yucks.

THE PROBLEM OF HUMANS IS THEY HAVE THE ABILITY TO CREATE PROBLEMS

I cannot open my own blog page on my own computer!

Whenever my page starts to stream the MP3 song I linked from elsewhere, the irritating 'Internet Explorer has encountered a problem and needs to shut down' window will pop up! Then you know la, after I okayed this irritating message all the explorer windows will just shut down. This will never happen in my other computers which also use pirated Microsoft Windows XP. woops.

Does anybody know why at all???!!! Weili?? Darius?? Anybody?! HUH?!

Give me a solution!!! pleeease...



Before you read the following, go and read Tak Yee's entry titled 'Sian'. I wait for you to finish reading then I start.
























What you doing? I said go and read her blog!

















Stubborn right. I don't care about you already. I shall start now.

Tak Yee mentioned I know about her problems. So, friends of Tak Yee, ASK ME!!!



Since she said I know, then it must be those problems she told me these few days. They are actually common problems which a normal girl will worry about frequently.

For example, I always complain I'm short and fat and lousy in this or that and no money blah blah blah. Infinite problems!!!



I want plastic surgery! I want liposuction on my thighs! I wanna screw my legs longer!!!



I want permanent removal of all the fugly hairs!!!





I am just a piece of shit!!!







Let me die!!!






Yup. This is just 1% of the problems I can come out for myself.
I think I'm really vain. They are all about outlook lor.

Back to Tak Yee. I know her problems do not only evolve around outlook, she thinks a lot for her studies also. She is quite disappointed with her current results. I can understand that. She is that kind of person who will suddenly ask, "What have I achieved after living for 20 years?"

And she will answer herself, "NOTHING!"
Then she starts to weep if she is alone on bed before sleep.



My verdict:
A seemingly lame and happy-go-lucky person in front of others will think a lot of negative things when he/she is alone. As compared to a normal person, he/she does not express his/her negative feelings as frequently and this is not healthy! A person must have 2 portions of vegetables and 2 portions of fruits each day to keep the doctor away lor!



We have healthy bodies for us to worry about, we have our family and friends to complain all these minor problems to.







Think of those who do not even have the chance to control their lives.






They can't complain.
They do not have any family members to confide in.
Their only friends are the soft toys other people donate.
They can't die.
They just cry by themselves till they're left with no tears.









Aren't we fortunate?
I am fortunate if you ask me. I have so many soft toys. All first hand.

Yay I fulfiled my promise to visit him today! woohoo! And he's almost Double OK! Happy pom pi pi.

WHAT CAN I SAY

Please stop the music video before viewing this.



I want squeeze him...

NEW SKIN!

Wa! 3.30 am already! This blog skin is so damn simple yet I could figure the whole basket day! I am lousy lor. *sigh*

First time I'm violating the slacker's rules, first time I'm putting effort into my blog skin.
BUT WAIT! The put in effort part is not on the design. This freakingly simple n not very nice design I do superbly fast (pat my shoulder pls). It was the implementation. I stubbornly wanna retain the CSS codes in my original skin, in the end wasted so much time just to transfer and fix them into the new skin.

Hana...Stop looking down on me with your authoring eyes lor Darius and Weili...



And I haven't scolded Darius yet. I wanted to type in his chatterbox,

"I feel so..........................cheated. CATS ARE NOT CUTE!!! DARIUS IS NOT CREATIVE!!!"

But it seems like his 'Daddy' is really looking after him and his dear chatterbox, I just couldnt post this comment lor.

About the cats part, I just wanna vent my anger on them.

MY MOTHER'S DAY

Time passes so freakingly fast that I havent even written on Mother's Day, Father's Day is coming already lor.

Actually there is not much for me to write. I bought a white sling bag for my mum as she hinted she need a waterproof sling bag. In the end she did not use it. The end.



Hmpf. Angryed. I got put in effort to search for it lor.

What's so difficult about finding such a bag, the whole street's full of them!

Yes I know that. But, I do not see a single auntie on the whole of the street walking around with, A SLING BAG. Goddess. And I spent two days to find the most appropriate aged looking sling bag for her. For your info, if your mums ask for this kind of special request for bags, SEIYU is a good place to satisfy them. Big small rectangular oval hard soft black white old young cheap expensive distorted, SEIYU has it all!




This is THE bag. I love SEIYU.



I love mummy too.



Ok it's getting mushy here.
Well, why did my mummy not use it? Wow good question. Let me answer you little Sandy.
She is worried about being stopped by the security guards at the main entrance of her working place. (What sia?!)
She said this bag is too big security guards may think it is some suspicious article.

At this point of time, little Sandy is getting sadder.

Are you thinking she does not like the bag and thus gave this lamest excuse in the world? (Arboden...*sob*) No You Are Wrong! She loves the bag! She transferred all her stuff from her old bag to this new white sling bag excitedly immediately after you presented to her! She was all in her smiles. Don't you remember that? (Ya...I remember.)
Trust me, she is really happy about it.



There are people who remember Mother's Day, there are people who forget, there are people who do not have the chance to celebrate it with their mothers anymore, and there are actually people who have the chance but choose not to care. Who set this stupid Mother's Day in the first place ah?

Oops. I mean, everyday is Mother's Day lor!

Ok la, I admit I would not wanna buy presents for her everyday. Would you?

BLOG FLU

First and foremost, let me welcome Tak Yee into our slackers kingdom!!!

*Clap clap clap*



Look at the number of people around me having blogs now.
WOW.
The blog flu is getting more and more out of hand. I can see the future of Singaporeans,
Singablogreans that is.



[MSN]
A: Oei, what you doing sia?
Blog Addict: Reading my friend's blog...
A: Ok lor, dun disturb you...

(One hour later)

A: Wa still reading ah?
Blog Addict: Ya lor...
A: So nice meh. You really addicted already.
Blog Addict: Think so...

(Next day)

Blog Addict: Oei! I got blog liao! haha...
A: Wa you kena influenced already ah...
Blog Addict: Ya lor...come visit my blog leh...
A: Dun want la...not interested to read...I hate reading.
Blog Addict: waliao...different from reading books leh.
A: worse right... books at least got story... blog is their daily life...so boring!
Blog Addict: Ok lor...nothing to say.

(Blog Addict publishes in friendster his blogspot.com address)

(Next few days)

A: who is that person you were talking about?
Blog Addict: what who?
A: in your blog leh...
Blog Addict: orh, that XXX lor...WA tot somebody say dun like to read blog.
A: aiya I was so bored...so resort to read your blog lor.
Blog Addict: haha okok. enjoy enjoy.

(Next few days)

Blog Addict: oei wat you doing? why nvr click me tok?
A: Busy leh...
Blog Addict: ok lor...dun disturb u...

(Next few days)

[Blog Addict's Tagboard]
A: Hey Blog Addict~ I got blog liao! hahaha. link me okie! A.blogspot.com! I link you liao...I kope our friends' links also ok...

MUSIC VIDEOS! - PART 2

They WILL work now, 24/7/365!



At least the site admin says so.

MUSIC VIDEOS!

Just found out someone stole my music player!

*pissed*

No, its not that I'm not willing to share. It is a matter of principle. Not asking before taking is stealing!!! Like my friend who asked recently on how I find the links to the songs, I'm more than willing to help him. Like Gerlyn, she asked me about the moving pictures too! I appreciate these little acts btw. I took the effort to configure the codes and that person just stole it like that. GRRR. No manners!

This person is undoubtedly a slacker and will remain anonymous to protect slackers' rights. I'm not so much a slacker after all.



Ok, happier now.

I always thought that since I have music in my blog, why not just put its music video too. But I did not manage to do it. Now that this thief stole my codes, I'm so spurred on to do it out! And yes! Thanks to dear thief, if not for you, I wouldnt have the energy to create it. Thank you so much.



These songs I've chosen are songs that I like. I'll update occasionally when nice new songs are out. But if you all noticed, you still have to manually click refresh to change song even though the next and previous buttons are there. I still haven't figure out yet. No time la. Ok la, I'm lazy.

THEORY ON HOLES

I prefer my old days, when my infant blog was still unknown to others, when I was still naively thinking only 3 people around me have blogs, and when I could still indulge in backstabbing people around me.

(check got backstab them or not...)



Heng ah!



Hai hai hai. I'M SPENDING SO MUCH TIME ON READING THEIR BLOGS NOW! And some of theirs are so nicely designed by themselves! Look at my pathetic but enormous "sandee" on the left. Hai. Thanks Gerlyn for complimenting my blog skin. This blog skin is actually Blogger's original skin, I just changed here and there. So thanks Gerlyn, on Blogger's behalf.

Diu Lian. Still put there so nice, what Interactive Media Student DESIGNER.

So I made up my mind. I'm still a slacker alright. And my friends are slackers too, as I always believe people write or read blogs because they want to slack for that moment. But I changed the title of that friends' links section from "FELLOW SLACKERS" to, oh yeah, "CONSCIENTIOUS SLACKERS".






Anyway, let's start the topic of the day!

I have come out with this theory in mind for a very long time already. Suddenly remembered about it again this morning and decided to share with you people in this post.



The theory is :
All HOLES On A Human Body Serve A SATISFACTION Purpose.



I strongly believe 100% of you people who see this theory thought dirty on the next split second. Well, you're on the right track! For that holy hole which came first to your mind is one of the holes I'm going to talk about.



1. The Eyes

Satisfies you when: Your eye is itchy, you give it a rub. Then another. Not enough, just once more. Ok, last rub. Last of the last rub. Argh, this is getting more and more song! You just can't stop rubbing! Worst situation is when somebody is talking to you and expects you to reply, your eye starts to itch, you start to rub and give haywire reply at the same time.



2. The Nostrils

Satisfies you when: You rub your nose when the solidified mucus or the intruding dust particle in the air irritates your nostrils. This is a form of physical satisfaction, and this is the next best alternative to digging nose, a mental form of satisfaction. Admit it, you do dig don't you? And it satisfies you everytime you manage to dig out a big pile of rubbish am I right?



3. The Ear Canals

Satisfies you when: You dig into the canal with a ear digger (Click here to see people actually beautify and light up ear diggers!). The deeper you dig, the more song. But not so hard! A soft scrub is good enough to give you that tinkling feel.



4. The Mouth

Satisfies you when: You didnt drink enough water and you start sucking your Uvula in your mouth. And, when food goes in.



5. The Anal or Anus(Yes, the asshole.)

Satisfies you when: You pass motion.
















Wow...Is Sandy going to put pictures for the upcoming holes?





















Yes indeed!




Female

Male

Refer to these anatomy charts for the following:



6. The Urethra
Satisfies you when: You pass urine. For male, ejaculation too! (Ejaculation: To eject or discharge abruptly, especially to discharge (semen) in orgasm.)



7. The Vaginal Orifice (Female)
Satisfies you when: You know how.



If you're thinking of the belly button, nope, only ACTIVE holes count.

Ok, that's my theory. You may disagree, but tell me why.
Goodnight!



(Images courtesy of Yahoo! Images.)