Thursday, 31 December 2009


“New Year's Resolution: To tolerate fools more gladly, provided this does not encourage them to take up more of my time.”
-James Agate-

A new year is coming.

In 6.5 more hours.

Funnily, I don't feel any newer.

Oh, well.

There's a hole... 15 years wide.

“There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.”
-Deepak Chopra-

The last time I heard this song was 15 years ago. On Sesame Street or something like that. Ever since that day, I was constantly (or sometimes not so constant) singing it to myself.

Like, there's sometimes a lapse of weeks (sometimes months, even) when I would totally forget about it, and then some event inevitably triggers my mind to recall of my childhood, and up pops this song into my mind again.

Ever since I heard it the first time, I've made it a point to find out the title (never did) and forced myself on remembering at least a chunk of lyrics out of the entire song, to make it easier to recognize it if I had ever to coincidentally come across it again.

My point is, 15 years later, I finally got it to my mind to search for it on Youtube (I smack myself right in the head for not having that thought much earlier!!) - it was like an ephiphany! One moment I was singing it to myself thinking "Ah... How I wish I could listen to it again" and the next moment I'd go "Shit, I'll just search it on Youtube." - and here it is!!

After over ten years of not listening to the song, I've finally found it again!

Sometimes, when I really think about it, I find it pretty miraculous how I've heard the song just once 15 years ago, and it got stuck in my head all this while even though I've never heard of it since then.

Not that I particularly loved it (in fact, I thought it was pretty lame and annoying but on the other hand interesting - it sort of caught my attention I guess), which is what makes it weirder that a song I didn't like that much would give me such an impact that drilled into my memory for 15 years and never left.

I think it was more to the reason that because I couldn't find it anywhere else after that, the more I was determined to drill it into my head so that I could search for it.

Or, maybe it was because even at that early age, I began to develop an interest in paradoxical situations.

Like how a problem can never be solved because of the initial problem itself, etc etc.

I even made up paradoxes myself (you'll have to admit, that's pretty admirable for a 5-tear-old) and went about thinking about it. It got more and more complex as I matured, until a time when I finally decided that it was pointless thinking of stuff that gave myself a headache - hence when I began to stop using my brain except when necessary.

And here's the dumbass I am today, trained to shut off her brain except for academic purposes only.

Anyway, here it is:

Monday, 28 December 2009

bored + doom = boom (lame, i know)

You spin my head right round right round when u go down when u go down down.
-Alvin and the Chipmunks-

There is just so much you can do with one laptop, and it kinda sucks when it turns out to be the only source of entertainment available.

I've tried almost every single thing you could possibly imagine with a laptop (minus porn), and I'm running out of ideas.

Sure, I've got my PSP, phone, iPod, whatever else I'm supposed to have...

Point is.


Played Bang! the other day. It was really really fun! I'm gonna buy the game soon. I suggest you try it out.



Watched two movies today - Sherlock Holmes and Alvin and the Chipmunks 2.

I thought it'd be a really childish movie - the Alvin movie, i mean - but it turned out pretty good.

It was really hilarious and cute. Especially Britney.

No, not Britney Spears. What is wrong with you?

*Britney, cute? Hello?*

As I have said it before (and I'll say it again), I'm no movie reviewer, so I'll just leave it to you to watch the movie. All I can say is, I enjoyed it very much and I recommend you watch it too.

Just a fact: Vincent said that on the day the movie was released, all seats in the cinema were fully booked. I guess that means the movie should be really good? I mean, at least the prequel was good enough for people to want to watch the sequel? Ahah.

Sherlock Holmes was okay, I guess. There were a few parts where it was kinda exciting and thrilling...

Ah, I dunno. I guess you could watch it if you want to.


So much to do for the upcoming Lion Dance Competition event - contact printing companies, getting participants' info, getting logos done, rushing banner designs, T-shirt design (oh, shit!! Totally forgot about it till now!), booklet designing...

Sometimes I don't even know where to start.

I'm so not a planner.


Back to point - I'm bored.


P.S.: Am downloading Alvin and the Chipmunks wallpaper.

P.P.S.: Please tell me what to do to cure me boredom.

Friday, 25 December 2009


...days of summer.

Author's Note: The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

Especially you Jenny Beckman.

-Disclaimer, 500 Days Of Summer-

I hate Summer.

I'm only three quarters through this movie but I'll have to say, she is loathsome.

She ain't even that pretty and she acts like she thinks it is but it's no biggie, coz she's got this poor chap falling heads over heels over her and all she can say into his face after kissing in the copy room holding hands in Ikea, and having shower sex is that...

"We're just friends."


She isn't even fun to be with - of course, some may beg to differ. She does the stupidest things ever and ties her hair in that silly pony tail and talks to guys like its all very natural while pretending to be totally oblivious to the fact that she is making them falling for her *oh no, I didn't do that on purpose; I didn't know I was that attractive!* while she oh-so-naturally plays hard to get.

Then when she finally realizes somebody's falling for her, she acts all innocent and acts like its none of her fault; it's not her fault that she's so pretty and demure and innocent-looking.

Pretense, people.

And you know what's the worst part?

After she breaks it off, she says the worst thing a woman can ever say.

"I still wanna be your best friend."

It's like saying "Yeah, I don't wanna be with you anymore, but I still wanna hang around you and be your 'friend' so that while you're wallowing in your suffering, I can inwardly delight in the fact that I have yet again "unintentionally" -yes, that's the word for it: unintentionally- crushed someone's heart."

Isn't it enough that you've hurt him by uh... let me see...

1. Doing stuff couples do and then brushing it off by saying "We're friends";
2. Breaking it off with him abruptly after you're done having your share of fun;

and now, you want to

3. Be friends with him.

Some girls think they're playing the good guy by saying stuff like "We're still friends" (and yes, personally I do prefer to remain friends with the person I've previously dated - that is, if he's okay with it), but seriously if the guy needs a break...


Let me just say this: Don't just walk up to him when you spot him on the train (or anywhere else in public) like it's a damn coincidence and say "Hi" like nothing happened, when you know very well the guy's not completely over it yet.

Do not - I repeat - DO NOT act like nothing's happened when the guy can't do the same.

Ahh, what the heck.

I shall now finish off the final quarter of this movie and we'll see how the ending goes.

Personally, I hope she gets desperate, the guy gets smart, and she gets dumped.


Okay, I've finished watching the movie. No, the girl didn't get dumped, and no, the guy didn't get smart - at least in my opinion he didn't.

Oh well, what can I say. Here I am insulting some girl while I myself am not doing any better either.

Waking up at 2 p.m., sitting all alone in my room watching sappy romance movies on a Christmas Day, skipping breakfast and lunch and then having a headache for lack of carb...

What else can I say?

Santa Baby

Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.
~Larry Wilde, The Merry Book of Christmas

I know there's been lots of Santa Baby's around; Taylor Swift, Pussycat Dolls, Kylie Minogue...

My favorite's still the original version by Eartha Kitt - Which also happens to be our song.

From P2, our first movie. Remember?

Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree,
For me.
been an awful good girl,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa baby, a 54 convertible too,
Light blue.
I'll wait up for you dear,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Think of all the fun I've missed,
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed,
Next year I could be just as good,
If you'll check off my Christmas list,

Santa baby, I wanna yacht,
And really that's not a lot,
Been an angel all year,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa honey, there's one thing I really do need,
The deed
To a platinum mine,
Santa honey, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex,
And checks.
Sign your 'X' on the line,
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight.

Come and trim my Christmas tree,
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's,
I really do believe in you,
Let's see if you believe in me,

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing,
A ring.
I don't mean on the phone,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight,
Hurry down the chimney tonight,
Hurry, tonight.

-Eartha Kitt, Santa Baby-

Wednesday, 23 December 2009

The 90's didn't exist 10 years ago.

You know you're growing old when you find that new emerging singers are starting to get younger than you.

I remember there was a time when I looked up to artists and singers for two reasons.

One, they were popular, and gorgeous, and rich, and famous, and made great music, and were idolized by everyone.

Two, they were older than me.

Now, if I were their senior (which also implies that I'd have more life experience than they did), it'd be a different story altogether.

I just googled Pixie Lott and found out that she's a year younger than me. I know this shouldn't be such a big deal; young talents do appear once in a while, but...

I. Am. Getting. Old.

Okay, technically everyone gets old, but you get what I mean.

People whom I used to like; Britney Spears, Spice Girls...

They're getting ancient and I don't know if I could get myself to swing towards middle-agers.

My point is, when I was younger, I used to think that these young adults, being rich and famous and all... they're worth looking up to.

But now, I'm there. I'm that young adult. I'm that idea of the person my younger self used to wish she were.

My time was the "in" time, but now new singers are emerging and my time has become "The 90's".

In the 90's, there was no such thing as "The 90's". Sure, there were oldies such as the 60's, 70's, 80's... But there was no 90's. There was just... Now.

It used to be the 'in-thing' to love those hits like "There You'll Be" and "Hit Me Baby One More Time" but now, it's like telling people you love The Beatles.

I guess all I'm trying to say is, it feels different.

It feels different that from now on, the people whom I look up to, the people whose music I listen to, they're getting younger and younger, and at a point, it's gonna go way below my age and well, I have to admit that I hate looking up to people younger than me.

It's different that my mother was supposed to be the one listening to the 80's and me the "in" music, but now even I'm beginning to love music from the 90's.

Which was "in" 10 years ago, not now.

It's one thing to be able to claim that you've got more life experiences than others younger than you, it's another to be reminiscing over "oudated music", because that's what old people do.

PCSX2 - play PS2 games on your PC!!!!!

Technology presumes there's just one right way to do things and there never is.
~Robert M. Pirsig


*standing ovation*

I think you'll agree that that's quite an accomplishment for a tech noob like me.

Okay, so if you're asking how I did it...


I'm not that good at giving tech tutorials coz I'm the one who's always googling around for instructions on tech stuff.

But here's a short tutorial for those interested to play PlayStation Two games but lack the cash to actually buy a real console (Or in my case, lacking a television in Singapore).

1. Buy a PS controller.

2. Buy a PS2 converter for PC so you can connect your PS controller to the computer via USB. You can easily get one from any video game shop.

3. Download PCSX2 and the bios. Google it yourself.

4. Install PCSX2.

5. Run PCSX2 (if it doesn't run, right click it and click on 'Run as administrator'), and go to Config >> Configure.

6. Under Graphics, pick GSdx9.

7. Under Cdvdrom:
(a) If you're running games from PlayStation DVD's (which I would recomend), pick P.E.Op.S. CDVD Driver.
(b) If you're running iso's/roms, pick Linuzappz Iso CDVD driver.

[From this point on, all the instructions I'm giving is based on option 7(a).]

8. Click set bios directory, and pick the folder which you have downloaded your bios in.

9. Under Bios, pick USA v02.00 Console.

10. Leave all other options as default.

Here's a screenshot:
11. Click OK. Then go to Config >> Graphics. Under Resolution pick windowed; under Renderer pick Direct3D; under Shader pick Pixel Shader 1.1.

Again, screenshot:

12. Click OK.

13. Connect your PS controller to the computer then go to Config >> Controllers and cofigure your controller. If you need help in this part, I'd recommend that you jump off a building instead.

14. Go to Config >> Memcards, then click 'select Mcd' (kinda reminds me of McDonalds; urgh getting hungry); a new window will appear. Double click on Mcd001.ps2.

15. Go to Config >> Cdvdrom. This part gets a little tricky (not that the others weren't) coz you'll have to keep in kind that after you're done, if your game can't run properly, you may wanna make some changes in this section. Under Interface, pick W2K/XP then under Drive, pick the drive which you put you DVD in. Under Caching Mode, pick Async read. Leave the others as default. Click OK.

16. Go to File >> Run CD/DVD, and the PlayStation 2 screen will (hopefully) show up. Do your stuff (configurations, language, time, date, memcard formatting, etc).

17. Insert your DVD game, then go to File >> Run CD/DVD. It should work. If not, go back to step 15 and try doing some of your own editing there. I dunno - change the Interface or Caching Mode or something.

18. If it still doesn't work, then do whatever (Google, trial and error, try using another DVD, ask for help, reconfiguring using your own configurations) till it does.

At least that's what I did.

Took me 5 hours to finally make it work.

Word of caution: Make sure your PC has good specs; I tried it on my laptop and it got laggy; probably coz my graphics weren't good enough.

Anything else you don't know? Don't ask me. Ask Google.

I managed to run Resident Evil 4 on my laptop for a while (I got to the point where I managed to sluggishly kill my first flesh-eating creature) before getting sick of the laggy-ness.

Gosh, I can't believed I just wrote a whole tutorial on some tech stuff. I feel accomplished.


Going back to Singapore tomorrow.


Thursday, 17 December 2009


Since the house is on fire let us warm ourselves.
~Italian Proverb

It's been awhile.

Been enjoying my holidays, hence the scarce updates.

Was at my grandma's yesterday and the day before.

The DVD player caught on fire at 2 a.m. while we were asleep. Luckily, My uncle noticed, woke up, and put the fire out before anyone got hurt.

The TV, DVD player, cabinet, and some other miscellaneous electronic applicances were damaged. Plus, the ceiling and wall turned black and soot was everywhere, such that for the next 24 hours, my nose shit was black instead of the usual white-ish/beige.

Don't ask me how I knew my nose shit was black.

Only up till recently that my nose shit turned back to its original color.

Here are some pics my 9-year-old cousin took of the aftermath:

Know what I think the main cause of the fire was?

That DVD player that started the fire was a no-brand cheapo electric appliance that was MADE. IN. CHINA.

Even my laptop turned sooty; had to wipe it clean. Luckily there was my keyboard protector, so not much soot went into my laptop.

Then, later after I fell asleep, I had this weird dream of something flapping its' wings at me. It got more and more real, and then I awoke to find a giant black shadow flapping its wings, flying back and forth in the bedroom, scaring me half to death.

Then, I heard my mum tell my grandma "The bat got into the bedroom".



MNG sale today!!

Didn't buy much; you know how sales are. All the nice clothes are gone, only ugly ones left.

Besides, sales tend to get a little messier than usual, and I HATE rummaging through piles and piles of unwanted clothes like I'm buying some secondhand stuff.

Beggars can't be choosers, but I'm no beggar.


Am currently addicted to Plants vs Zombies!!!

Google it!!

Monday, 14 December 2009

Shopping - round 2.

The odds of going to the store for a loaf of bread and coming out with only a loaf of bread are three billion to one.
~Erma Bombeck

Today, I bought these:

Sandals from Birkenstock - DISNEY LIMITED EDITION!!!

RM 239.

Don't know if I made the right choice, maybe I should have went for those Skechers...

Oh, well.

I promise I will make every penny worth it. I will wear it everywhere I go - lectures, shopping, church - promise!

The previous unfortunate incident of my not-too-cheap pair of foot wear (remember the heels from Skechers?) will not happen again. This time, it will be worth my money.

Plus, I bought this weird tube of cream from Faceshop, which apparently removes your blackheads effectively.

You're supposed to apply a thin layer of cream on your face, wait 1 or 2 minutes, then gently use your finger to rub (yes, you heard me. Not rinse, not peel. Rub.) off the solidified substance off your face.

Worth the try.

Going to grandma's hometown tomorrow, and then to KL for some shopping; hopefully I'll get that 8 inch net book I've been wanting. Maybe from Lowyat or something.

Oh, oh. I bought some fake eye lashes too. Remember the last time I was complaining it was too expensive? I figured I'd buy it anyway, or else I'd never be able to get it off my mind.

Might as well buy it once and for all, and if I like it, good for me but if I don't, it'll just be another lesson learnt and I will thereafter know never to buy fake lashes again.

Better than not buying it at all and torturing myself by keeping myself wondering.


P.S.: Oh gosh.

*interval of an hour or so*

I forgot what I "oh goshed" for. Oh well.

Friday, 11 December 2009


Whoever said money can't buy happiness simply didn't know where to go shopping.
~Bo Derek

Sorry for not updating for the longest time ever - okay, maybe not the longest time, but I guess it's been quite awhile - coz I was too busy celebrating post-exams.

(Where I come from, post-exams period calls for a HUGE celebration which usually ranges from a few days to a week or so.)

My mum, cousin, and grandma came to Singapore to visit my aunt cum shopping cum visit my mum's gorgeous daughter.


Anyway, we went lotsa places, plus, we ate lotsa food - all you can eat International & Japanese (I know International is inclusive of Japan so it's rather redundant to mention Japanese, but my point is, THERE WAS LOTSA SASHIMI!!) buffet at Vienna *gasp* - plus, we I spent lotsa money, plus, KEVIN TAGGED ALONG!!


Went shopping with my mum for the first time ever since I arrived back in Penang.

I have to keep explaining to my parents that I don't usually "spend like that" (if you know me, you should know what "spend like that" means) in Singapore; it's just that the only time I get to "spend like that" is when they're around to sponsor me.

The only instances when they see me is when I'm "spending like that", hence coming conclusion that I always "spend like that" in Singapore too.

I must say, I have tried my very best to be thrifty in Sigapore!! It can't be helped if I've tried my best but I still spend more than the average uni student.

I digress.

Anyway, today, I bought...

A thriller book, Pharmaton (some kind of supplement to help me stay more focused - yes, I've finally succumbed to supplements; no more the I'm-so-healthy-I-don't-believe-in-supplements me), daily disposable contact lens, a PSP charger (coz my old one misplaced itself), some new PSP games, and an adapter to connect Play Station 2 controllers to PC via USB.


I'm sounding pretty techie, huh?

Yup, I'm going to play PS2 games on my laptop.

And yup, I just mentioned that I got myself daily disposable contact lenses (yay!! I'm so excited coz it's my first time wearing them!), of which I've never heard any of my friends thinking of trying it yet so far (to which I assume is due to it's pretty high cost), and apparently I'm the first among my friends to try it out.

Correct me if I'm wrong.

Nope, I'm not playing PS2 games on my laptop yet, coz I haven't figured out how to configure the emulator correctly. Yeah, I guess I'm a tech noobie after all.

If you think I'm relaxing right now, you're wrong.

Okay, technically you're correct, BUT I do have work to do.

For instance, getting around to writing my book (at this rate, I'll never get it done) and busying about those damned Publicity and Publications stuff for the upcoming Lion Dance competition hosted by NTU Lion and Dragon Dance Troupe.

Yup, I'm head of Publicity and Publications.

And I'm dying.


First, let me watch a few episodes of Full Metal Alchemist and bury my nose in the new book I bought today.



Or is it just me, who has never bought a pair of fake lashes in her life before, hence having no idea how much they usually cost?

Monday, 7 December 2009



Thermo was easier than expected... Is that good news or bad news?

Thursday, 3 December 2009

God's Facebook.

I'm an angel, honest!! The horns are just there to keep the halo straight.
-Rae's MSN personal message-

I came across God's Facebook profile:

Click to enlarge, I assure you it's worth the read.

Tuesday, 1 December 2009

they disgust me.

Stress doesn't kill, it only tortures you until you decide to kill yourself.

I'm not camwhorish; I don't upload 10 identical photos of myself to scare people off, I don't snap 10 identical photos of myself and my boyfriend just to show off, I don't make cute faces into the camera coz it'd be homicidal to viewers, I don't snap pictures every single time i go shopping because I actually do DO shop instead of showing off 10 identical pictures of myself in the same outfit.

That's what bimbos do; they lack the depth of intelligence to express themselves through words, hence the convenient usage of the over-rated idiom, "a picture speaks a thousand (identical and meaningless) words.

I'm not against those who act like bimbos; I know some are real intelligent on the inside (for e.g. the 'Bimbo' that went to Oxford *you know who you are*) - what can I say, I have my own bimbotic moments. I'm just disgusted at some real idiots who only have beauty but no brains (if you think you're one of them, you probably are), but still try to justify themselves by disgusting others.

Sue me.


Happy Birthday, Yong Xing.

much love,


Friday, 27 November 2009


“The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise.”
-Alden Nowlan-


I didn't forget your birthday laaa...

Well, maybe I kinda did on the real day itself coz I was having exam on that day...

But I remembered it 2 days before your birthday!!! See!! It proves that I am constantly remembering you!!!


Don't angry okay...

Give you kiss...


Which reminds me.

I am going to turn 20 in SIX MORE MONTHS!!


*freaks out*

I'm officially leaving my teenage years behind me. My age no longer begins with the digit '1'.

I'M OLD!!!!

I'm growing up way too damn fast.

Sometimes when you put some thought into it, you come to the sad realization that, well, you're no longer a teen anymore, and there's no way you can undo that.

Sure, you were ranting about how you're not a kid anymore and that you want to be treated more like a grown-up; but now that the time has come, I don't...



growing up.

I mean, it's great to be able to anticipate your adult years because you know they'll come sooner or later, but once your teenage years are over, they're OVER.

All I'm saying is, yeah, age doesn't matter much, neither do numbers, but when you really think about it...

I don't want to leave my teenage years behind me, where all I'll get to do from then on is to reminisce about my teenage life and stuff.

Before you know it, you're talking to 'people who are more or less your age', going:

"When I was your age..."

Then it *smacks* hits you right in the face that you're... well... no longer their age.

The number twenty sounds older than nineteen by a decade.

Wednesday, 25 November 2009

Hell explained

“Don’t do drugs, don’t have unprotected sex, don’t be violent. Leave that to me.”
-Marshall Mathers-

I know I shouldn't Ctrl+C/Ctrl+V stuff from forwarded mails here, but this is too interesting to resist sharing.


The following is an actual question given on a University of Arizona Chemistry mid term, and an actual answer turned in by a student.

The answer by one student was so 'profound' that the professor with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well:

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.

One student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving, which is unlikely. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave.

Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today.

Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand.proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls.enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, 'It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you,' and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why,last night, Teresa kept shouting 'Oh my God.'


If only wit could buy me good grades here.

Tomorrow is my Math 4 exam, and here I am blogging away.


Monday, 23 November 2009

the new craze

The more studying you did for the exam, the less sure you are as to which answer they want.
-Second Law of Applied Terror-

Here's another video production by Little Grass.

Killing time while waiting for the library to open:

Now that exam period has begun, yes it's understandable that the library has become a hot spot, but does it have to be like this??

Why are all the students standing outside the library?

They're waiting for it to open.

The library opens only at 8.30 a.m., and they want to arrive there early to get seats.

Which explains why when I arrive at the library at 10 a.m., there is not even one vacant seat left, and lets not get to the fact that the library is 5 storey high.

The fact that this video footage was taken by Little Grass shows that we are no exception to this new library craze.


I give up.

I'd rather study in my own room.

Sunday, 22 November 2009

This proves it. i AM smart.

“You should have to pass an IQ test before you breed. You have to take a driving test to operate vehicles and an SAT test to get into college. So why dont you have to take some sort of test before you give birth to children? When I am President, thats the first rule I will institute.”
-Marilyn Mason-

I don't usually agree with Marilyn Mason in terms of fashion and philosophy, but damn, is he right this time round.

Here's an interesting IQ question I received in a forwarded e-mail:

























What's the character/number that should replace the quesetion mark?

The e-mail also mentioned that:

* If you're an engineer, you should be able to solve it in (under) three minutes,
* if you're an architect, in three hours;
* if you're a doctor, in six hours;
* if you're an accountant, in three months and
* If you're a lawyer, probably never.

I solved it in about a minute or so.

I'm now officially allowed to give birth to babies. Whoopdeedoo.


Mechanics of Materials was fairly doable. More on the easy side, if you asked me.

I guess that's good news.

Thursday, 19 November 2009


The more studying you did for the exam, the less sure you are as to which answer they want.

80% of the final exam will be based on the one lecture you missed and the one book you didn’t read.

Every instructor assumes that you have nothing else to do except study for that instructor’s course.

Okay, I think by now you should know why I haven't been updating my blog on a more regulated basis.

Tomorrow is the day of my first exam paper: Introduction to Magical Realism.


I'm aiming for an A for this, because this is probably gonna be the only subject I'm ever going to get an A for this semester (except for Lab, but that doesn't count; EVERYONE gets an A for Lab).

Today is my final day of period (you know, the menstrual cycle thingy), which is a good sign, coz it'd be REALLY BAD if I were to have menstrual cramps during exams. You wouldn;t want to know how awful my cramps can be. (Heck, there was once my cramps were so bad I emitted sex-like noises for a full 30 minutes.)

At least that's something to be relieved about.

Tuesday, 10 November 2009


わたしわ まいにち べんきょうします。

いま thermodynamicsで べんきょうします。

ほんとに たいへんです!!



いま ごぜんさんじに でも わたしわ ねませんでした。




Friday, 6 November 2009

top 0.1% and this is what i get

"Saying nothing... sometimes says the most."
-Emily Dickinson-


Fark exams, fark tutorials, fark the common bathroom without a water heater.

Farking bad mood now.


On an unrelated note...



You know how hard it is to survive when you're in one of the top 100 universities in the world (which is actually the top 0.1% of universities world wide)? Yeah, we're all struggling. So I'm writing a guide on it to help freshmen orient themselves into this new hectic and stressful life. Hopefully It'll get published some time around next year or so.

I was just going to add "though some of you may NEVER have the chance to experience being in the top 100 universities because back when you had the chance, you weren't mature enough to think that studies are actually GOOD FOR YOUR OWN FUTURE" but decided against it because I didn't want to discriminate. Apparently I've again changed my mind. I happen to be one of those people who don't really take pity on others if they acted like they wanted to destroy their own future by not putting importance in education in the first place.

Don't get pissed off because you'd be wasting your own energy hating me when I don't even know it.

Back to the point - I'm aiming to publish my very own book soon! Stay tuned!!

P.S.: Just in case you were wondering - yes, I do have the credibility to write that book because I myself am in the world's top 100 universities. Ahah. I'm such a show off. I think I should have my rights for that, especially when I'm stressing my ass off over here.

Saturday, 31 October 2009

Holy... Whatever.

That's what I'm in right now.

I procrastinated today.

Completed half of Jap homework and ONE tutorial question from Mechanics of Materials. Watched 12 episodes of Elfen Lied (it's a really nice anime; you HAVE to watch it); just finished the series.


P.S.: Now you know my super-duper-ultimate bad habit: not being able to limit myself to watching ONE episode of anime per day. Sue me.

Thursday, 29 October 2009

of fur and wool.

"Ignorance is bliss."

Kevin: Sheep have fur.

Me: No, sheep does not have fur! Sheep have fleece.

That's right, sheep's fur provides us with fleece.

No, sheep's fleece provides us with wool.

NO!! Sheep's fur provides us with fleece!! Wool is from cotton.

No, cotton is from worms!!! DUH!!

Cotton don't come from worms; SILK comes from worms. Cotton comes from plants.

... Oh. Right. Well then, where does wool come from?

No idea.

Told you it came from sheep.


Writer alert.

-Rae on Facebook-

Remember Ryan?

Yup, that story with the tag line:

Is it the fate of the female species to have to live in a loveless marriage for the rest of their lives, where their only responsibility is to uphold the honor of their husbands and provide them with heirs?

I had forgotten how the story went, and I decided to read it again.

Oh, how is it that my language seemed to flourish much more back then? I didn't realize I had such writing potential.


*Spoiler: For those of you who still don't understand the ending - yes, she did it on purpose. Note 'crocodile tears' at the last sentence.*

Remember What Is Cinema?

I know you guys might have read it from my Associated Content web page, but I have decided that AC doesn't earn me much (heck, I only earned 25 cents so far, after 3 whole years of publishing my stuff there!), so I decided to post it on Raedarling Chimera too. I know it isn't fiction, but what the heck. It's my blog, so I get to give myself exceptions. So there.

Remember I also said I'd written a paper on Metamorphosis and how I didn't want to post it online just in case I got caught for plagiarizing myself?

Well, I got my paper back today, and I got a B+ for it. I guess that's okay, though I was aiming for at least an A-.

Here it is.


Some smart-alec decided to post this picture up on Facebook:

See how I look like I'm desperately flapping my arms in the back?

I remember very well I was supposed to be playing badminton. Don't ask me what happened back there.

At least this is one of those rare pictures of me where friends actually 'like' it.


P.S.: I'm gonna delete my AC account soon; it doesn't earn me as much as Nuffnang does anyway.

P.P.S.: I'm not showing off; I'm merely sharing my works with you guys so my writing efforts don't go to waste. Also hoping that some random book publisher might stumble upon my blog and actually appreciate my works and ask me to write for him or something.

*pfft. Fat chance.*


Tuesday, 27 October 2009


There are managers so preoccupied with their e-mail messages that they never look up from their screens to see what's happening in the nondigital world.
-Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi -

First off, watch this 2-minute video. Go on, watch it. It won't take long.

Spent 2 whole hours last night personalizing my desktop. It now looks like this:

Fig 1: My new desktop.

Click on its front wall, and the view changes to this:

Fig 2: Side view.

Cool, huh?

Just in case you're wondering, yes those images you see hanging on the wall are actually programs and files; I varied their sizes according to order of importance; the bigger the image is, the more important the file/program is.

See that FUCK icon on the left? It's actually my 'uni' folder where all my academic stuff are. The 'home movies' poster lying on the floor is actually my "Movies" folder where all my movies are. That big patch of comic? That's my tasks.

See tiny Stitch hanging on the right? That's my screenmate, Stitch. It's a program where Stitch crawls all around your computer screen, making weird noises and stuff. He even picks his nose occasionally and throws his nose poo onto your desktop. The lamb beside Stitch is another screenmate, Lamb. He is similar to Stitch, but less annoying.

See that stressed out cartoon guy on the floor? He's my Stress Reducer. It's a program which allows you to destroy your desktop without literally smashing it (hence costing an arm and a leg for repairs afterwards, when you later find yourself no longer in a state of insanity).

This is what you call vandalizing your room without getting grounded:

Fig 1: Illustration of how Stress Reducer works effectively for your computer and your health. Note cracks and termites on floor. How zen.

Of course, personally, I'd rather put this brilliant program to better use:

Fig 2: Illustration of how I might misuse Stress Reducer against my enemies.

Yeah, be so jealous of my newly pimped desktop. You know you are.

Wanted to illustrate further by taking a video of my desktop with all those cool Bumptop features and stuff, but there was a technical problem that made me go "WAHHHHHT THAAA FFFF...."

So there you go.

I'm a tech noobie.


On an unrelated note, HAPPY BIRTHDAY WAN THENG!!

Here are your presents:

Sorry that I uploaded the pictures of me with your presents instead of those pictures of you with your presents. LOL.

P.S.: That birthday card was handmade by ME. Yours truly. Thank you, thank you no need to compliment me but since you're already doing it I'll accept it anyway.

Thursday, 22 October 2009


"The fool looks at a finger that points at the sky."
-The Sacré-Coeur Boy, Amelie-

So I've just finished watching Amelie, a movie I quite "forced" myself to finish, because on some parts, it really didn't interest me much.

On the other hand, I'm glad I finished it. Though it's ending isn't as romantic as some people might claim, it's still worth a watch.

A kinda different genre from the movies you'd usually catch on theaters. I love how Amelie's life is portrayed so meaningfully despite the fact that she's just a waitress in a small cafe, and you'll have to admit, there's not much of a future in that.

I guess this just goes to show that the quality of your life isn't all about how much money you earn, or what you work as.

When I was younger, I wanted to be a doctor.

Then, I changed my mind and decided to be a singer.

Then a scientist.

Now, I just want to be happy.

I don't do movie reviews (though I pride myself to say that I do critic movies quite well, ever since I completed my course on 'What Is Cinema?' in my last semester); already evident from the fact that I've always mentioned about the movies I've watched, but never did bother to put much thought on... uh... reviewing it?

Or whatever you call those "descriptions-about-movies" and stuff.

If you had really wanted those, you'd be at IMBd, not here.

Of course, having already "What Is Cinema?" and currently studying "Introduction to Magical Realism (in films and books)", you'd expect me to be able to critic/review books and movies pretty well.

It's just that, I don't do these stuff. It's too academical.

I mean, yes, I do love doing these courses, on giving your own original thoughts and opinions and stuff on literature and art (what can I say? I love flaunting my language and my eccentric thoughts), but not here.

'Aight, it's late. Shit, I've got a 8.30 a.m. lecture tomorrow. Arrgh. I hate Wednesday nights.

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Saturday, 17 October 2009


“The trouble with crying over an onion is that once the chopping gets you started and the tears begin to well up, the next thing you know you just can’t stop!”
-Like Water For Chocolate, page 3-

So there's this website called Cursor Mania, which apparently allows you to change your computer cursor to any design you wish, other than your boring old arrow pointer.

Which I think is cool.

Lookit all the cutesy cursors!!!

Now, look. Isn't this cool?

My cursor is currently a cute flower with orange petals and blinking eyes.

Sorry for the lack of updates again; exams are coming in precisely 34 more days and I've not started on stocking up my brain with useless information just yet.

Last night was hectic. Bad mood. Don't ask.

Here's my art piece:

Can you guess what it is?


Here's 10 seconds for you.



It's a lion. Duh.

If you're wondering how I did it, it's fairly simple. First, I drew the black outline using a black marker, then I scanned it onto my computer, cleaned it up a little, and then added color to it using Adobe Photoshop.

Haha. I am so talented, no?

Am currently reading Like Water For Chocolate; it's a book about Tita, a girl who is forbidden to love and marry, because of her unfortunate fate of being the youngest daughter, hence, having to take care of her mother until the day she dies.

As all love stories are, Tita then goes against the family tradition and falls in love with Pedro. With the two of them so in love with each other but not being able to get married, Pedro then decides to instead marry Tita's sister just to be able to get close to her.

Genre of book?

Magical realism.

Chickens forming tornadoes, body heat setting bathrooms on fire, teardrops making people puke, love making so intense it emits fireworks.

All happening in "reality". Or so it happens oh-so-apparently in the book.

You guessed it. I'm reading this book for my Introduction to Magical Realism course, alongside with other books like Metamorphosis and Of Love and Other Demons.

Remember that Metamorphosis 1000-word assignment I mentioned a few blog entries back?

I'll post it up here once I get that assignment back. I can't do it now coz if I do and the professor hasn't gone through my assignment just yet, when he does, he might think I plagiarized from some smart scholar, a.k.a. "Raedarling".

Here's for laughs:

I'm still not getting used to having a round animated object as my cursor; I keep pointing and clicking at the wrong places.

Never mind. At least it's still cute.

Tuesday, 13 October 2009


“In Paris they simply stared when I spoke to them in French; I never did succeed in making those idiots understand their own language.”
-Mark Twain-

Remember I said there was this '69' forfeit during our Little Grass MAF celebration?

Here it is:

Still no pics yet, coming up soon.


Was in a farking bad mood last night. Some people are just retarded perfectionists with too much time on their hands.

My apologies that I am unable to rant about it here, for fear that news may spread and I gain one more unnecessary enemy.

But whatever. I ranted through e-mail, though. Tell me if you want it forwarded to you. I'll be very happy to do so.

Monday, 12 October 2009



For the past two days, I've been lugging around my tutorial book (that's where all my tutorials are; would never do without it), file (all important stuff inside; I'd never live without my trusty file) and organizer/notebook (filled with deadlines and to-do stuff!! Just steal my notebook and I'll be utterly lost) to and fro all around campus but never touched any of them.

In my bag, I brought along:

Math tutorials.
Japanese Language homework.
Mechanics of Materials tutorials.
Electric and Electronics tutorials.

Last night, I lugged my tutorials to the reading room, flipped to my math tutorial, and connected to the WiFi via iPod. Started reading for the next 1 hour or so, and then watched a movie on the laptop.

By 1.30 a.m., my math was still sitting in front of me. Untouched.

In only 2 days, I have already carried said tutorial book, file, and notebook to the following places:

Lecture hall.
Tutorial rooms.
Kevin's room.
Reading room.
Computer room.
Back to my room.
To Hall 8 Function Hall.
Kevin's room.
Back to my room.
Again to the reading room.
Back to computer room.

It's really surprising how one backpack can travel to so many places in 48 hours, with minimal zero usage of its contents.

Only just now, I spent 4 whole hours on my math tutorial, and I managed to solve 2.5 questions out of 21.

Two days of idling, and now this. What joy.

Friday, 9 October 2009

long, long post on dessert, uni life, and whateveriusuallyblogabout.

"If you're not sure whether to memorize a formula or not, just ask me if I can memorize it. If I can, you must too. If I can't, then you also no need."
-Prof. Chan Siew Hwa, my Thermodynamics lecturer-

Disclaimer: This is gonna be a pretty long post, due to my lack of stress today (lucky me!), hence having more time to blog, and also due to many events happening of late, and I will not be responsible for homicide if you die of boredom.


I feel so damn relieved right now; like I'm suddenly free from stress or something. (Ha, ha. That's also why I've finally found the time to blog today.) Temporary euphoria. Wait till tonight. Oh gosh, tutorials are piling up.

See, euphoria's gone. Wait till tonight my ass.


HAAGEN DAZS BUFFET!!! (I know you're craving for some.)

Went for Haagen Dazs eat-all-you-can promotion, for only $ 19.90 per pax!!!!

Ice-cream haven!!!

I ate 6 and a half scoops of ice-cream (Belgium Choc, Tiramisu, Raspberry Sorbet, Green Tea, Rum Raisin, Cookies and Choc; the other half scoop, long story), and then I was damn stuffed.

Kevin ate 7 scoops while Leslie ate 9.



Excuse me horr, though one scoop is actually quite little, (and yes, I agree that 6 scoops of ice-cream ain't that much either) but why don't you go try? Very filling one leh!

I skipped lunch on purpose for this Haagen Dazs thingy, thinking that the hungrier I was, the more ice-cream I could eat, and I thought I could eat like 10 or 20 scoops of ice-cream or so.

On the contrary.

By the time lunch time came by, I was starving like hell and I was craving for solid food so much that I didn't feel like eating ice-cream anymore. Not that I had a choice, I was already sitting there waiting for my first order of Rum Raisin, Green Tea, and Tiramisu.

It didn't help that the mini-TV in the bus I was on featured a western chef preparing roasted lamb marinated with red wine.

On the way there, I was already thinking "Why don't we scrape this ice-cream idea altogether and go for a western cuisine instead?"

Why, oh why do people have to think of silly ideas such as TV-installment in public buses?

Not that it really mattered much later on, coz despite my hunger pang, I can say I still pretty much enjoyed my ice-cream. No more "You can't order anymore coz it's expensive and we're on a budget" or "Shit, why does every extra order cost so much more" !!!!!

This is practically the first time in my life I feel guilt-free while eating ice-cream.

Otherwise, everytime my mother buys a pint of Haagen Dazs home, she always tells me not to take big helpings so that the ice-cream won't finish too fast, and I'm always craving for more after the first helping. =(

It's nice to eat without having to worry about how much you pay. Of course, that is, if you are already prepared to pay a (not-so-cheap) amount in the first place.

I love Haagen Dazs.


Of professors and antics.

I've noticed that professors in my university love showing off.

"Let me share my study tips with you. You know my study tips can be trusted, because I graduated with a First Class Honours."

"You say you don't have time, but why don't you save time by reading your lecture notes in the bus, in the MRT, or whenever you go to the toilet? You say that means you don't have a life, but look at my life. I have more than 5 C's (The 5 Cs of Singapore, namely: Cash, Car, Credit card, Condominium, and membership(s) of Country club). What can you say about my life now?"

"Obviously, my Statistics are better than yours."

"I was previously a CEO in a car manufacturing company, and then I resigned and became the CEO of another company, before coming here a few years ago to be the Head Professor of Mechanical Engineering."

Of course, some are just plain eccentric:

Professor to students: (After a two-hour boring lecture) So, what have you learnt today?
Students: Nothing.
Prof: Don't hurt my feelings; I have a weak heart, you know. *proceeds to explaining what we (supposedly) have learnt today.*

My Mechanics of Materials lecturer displays a screen every 30 minutes of interval during his lecture, and students can actually text message their questions to a certain phone number, and their message will appear on the screen. This is so that other people can also read the question, and at the end of 5 minutes, the lecturer removes the screen and answers the questions posted.

Of course, as you can guess, only 5% of the students asked questions, and the other 95%... well... I'll just show you what messages are sometimes displayed:

Student 1: The guy sitting beside the left door, STOP SLEEPING!

At moment of display, everyone turns left and looks at a guy, still slumped on the desk, snoozing away.

Student 2: The girl in red looks HOT!!!

I texted back, "Thanks for your compliment. -Girl in Red-"

Student 3: MU lost last night!! (sniggers from a few students)

Student 4: Sir, why do we have to have exams? Why is life so stressful?

To which the lecturer then replied, "This is life."

Student 6: Really? Yay!!!

To which the lecturer replied, "The quiz goes on as usual."

This text message system became so popular among students that there was once when the lecturer had to fix some technical problems. So he said "Sorry for letting you wait, I have to fix this. In the mean time, why don't you entertain yourselves", and turned the screen on.

Reminds me of parents who say "go watch TV" to their kids to temporarily stop them from bugging.


My 14-inch laptop is seriously killing me. I am NOT going to carry this around on campus for another 2.5 years of my uni life.

Like seriously, if I didn't want to carry my computer around, wouldn't it be better if I got a desktop instead; and if I did want to carry my computer around, wouldn't it be smarter to get one 'carry-able' instead of a 14-inch 2 kg one?

A laptop is meant to to a portable computer, so I want it to be as portable as possible.

I spotted this at Popular yesterday:

7 inch touch screen laptop!!!

Only $699.

I'll ask if my parents are willing to get it for me. I am NOT going to lug my 14 inch laptop around campus anymore.


Project idea - rejected.

I came up with an idea for my EID (Engineering Innovation and Design) project of how to make baby walkers safer for babies to use. I proposed installing a sensor which would automatically stop the baby walker from moving when it senses a stair nearby, hence, preventing babies from falling and hurting themselves.

If you don't know what a baby walker is, here's an illustration:

However, my professor rejected my idea. =(

He says that if consumers actually trust my new invention and if for some reason the sensor goes faulty, there goes their baby.

Maybe that's why this invention isn't in the market yet. And there I was, thinking "why the hell has nobody ever thought of this?"

P.S.: I don't know if I can go home this December. Project coming up. =(

P.P.S.: Maybe I should split this up into many short posts so that I can just grab one from my 'database of unposted posts' when I run out of ideas? Too lazy. Since I've already typed them out nicely, I might as well upload it.

P.P.P.S.: Mid-Autumn Festival celebration photos aren't up yet, will upload them ASAP. Thank you for your patience.

Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Mid Autumn Festival Celebration

UPDATE: Due to some technical problems, the voting system (the LG contest thingy; read below for more details) sometimes goes faulty and your vote may not be effective. After you click on the "vote now" button, you should be able to see a "I voted" sign with a tick beside it. If the "vote now" button is still there after u clicked it, it means you so please try again. Thank you very much for all your support!!!

O setting sun! though the time has come, I still warble under you, if none else does, unmitigated adoration.
-Walt Whitman-


I am seriously so farking fed up with tutorials, quizzes, assignments, and thoseotherneverendingetcetcetcetc.

Not that I'm not enjoying my uni life. On the contrary. I think it's moving waaaay too fast. In the blink of an eye, I'll find myself graduating and I'll wish I could stay for a little more longer.

OH, stop being sentimental.


Little Grass celebrated Mid-Autumn Festival.

Here's a picture:

More coming up later.

In the mean time, why don't you enjoy some videos:

Forfeit video:

In short, there's a leaf hidden in one person's body (yes, underneath clothes - DUH), and the blindfolded person has to search for it.

ooh la la~~

Too naughty for a Mid-Autumn festival celebration?

Ask Uncle Cheng. He was the one with the idea.

There was another interesting one with Sin Wei and Wai Hon doing the '69' (ooh, wouldn't that be nice to watch!!!) - with Sin Wei at the bottom and Wai Hon on top - but unfortunately, Wai Hon insists that the video not be uploaded.


You should have seen their faces. LOL.

Two guys doing the 69, what's more interesting than that?

Rest of the pictures coming up later; waiting for Wai Hon to send them to me.


Happy 1 year!!!

We ate at Vienna international buffet, which cost $74. Lucky me, I didn't have to pay for the bill coz 'the man wears the pants'. LOL.

They had oysters, sashimi, crabs, prawns, etc.

Free flow of red wine and cocktail too!!!

Overall, it was pretty good. I'd recommend it to anyone.

Too bad we were too busy eating to take any pictures.

(Thanks for your gift. Really, I loved it.)



So LG just came up with a contest where you have to take a photo with a transparent object, and get your friends to vote for you on Facebook. The top 6 contestants get to win a LG GD900, a.k.a. the TRANSPARENT KEYPAD PHONE!!!

Isn't it just damn chio!!!!

Anyway, LG is good enough to give away 6 FREE PHONES, so I thought I might as well grab the chance.

Here are my entry photos:

Please vote for me by clicking on this link so that I might win. Each person is allowed to vote once every 24 hours, so please vote for me as often as you can!!!!

Here's the link again:


P.S.: Last night, I asked several friends to vote for me and they said they did, but funnily their names didn't appear on my "friends who voted for Rachel" list. =(

Please don't do that. It's very hurtful.

Monday, 5 October 2009




Thursday, 1 October 2009


All parts should go together without forcing. You must remember that the parts you are reassembling were disassembled by you. Therefore, if you can't get them together again, there must be a reason. By all means, do not use a hammer.
-1925 IBM Maintenence Manual, 623 Diggs-

As you can observe, I have just integrated a Digg button into my blog posts.

For those of you who don't know what Digg is, here is something I ctrl+C/ctrl+V-ed from Digg:

Digg is a place for people to discover and share content from anywhere on the web. From the biggest online destinations to the most obscure blog, Digg surfaces the best stuff as voted on by our users. You won’t find editors at Digg — we’re here to provide a place where people can collectively determine the value of content and we’re changing the way people consume information online.

Take a Quick Tour of Digg

How do we do this? Everything on Digg — from news to videos to images — is submitted by our community (that would be you). Once something is submitted, other people see it and Digg what they like best. If your submission rocks and receives enough Diggs, it is promoted to the front page for the millions of our visitors to see.

And it doesn’t stop there. Because Digg is all about sharing and discovery, there’s a conversation that happens around the content. We’re here to promote that conversation and provide tools for our community to discuss the topics that they’re passionate about. By looking at information through the lens of the collective community on Digg, you’ll always find something interesting and unique. We’re committed to giving every piece of content on the web an equal shot at being the next big thing.

(Taken from

To add a Digg button to your blog, here's how.

Don't know if this Digg culture will actually keep up in the Asian/Singaporean community, but it's worth a try.