Merdeka Nite

"Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri, lebih baik di negeri sendiri."

-Malay proverb-

Merdeka night at NTU!!!

Theme: Vegas.









Sorry for some blur pics. Blame the photographer.

surprise surprise

It's just my first day at Hall 15, but I'm beginning to hate it. For starters, it seems awfully far from civilization.

Don't even get me started on the bathrooms.

Lazy to explain; here's a MSN conversation between me and Wan Theng to enlighten you on my current bathroom situation.

Me: the cubicles wall doesn't reach until the floor. so the bottom got hole.

Theng: then?

Me: so when ppl bath, the water splash at me

Theng: wakaka got so serious or not wor.. use shower wat..

Me: and when i pee oso the beside ppl bath will splash water at me. the stupid wall la not connected to floor

Theng: wait. toilet n bathroom bside de?

Me: thats the bigger prob. is only one row of toilet and bathroom

Theng: means if ppl pangsaing , u bathing, then can smell lo

Me: and oso, got 3 bathroom oni. so i must stand there wait 5 min for ppl bath finish. and oso, the drain got blocked. so the water flooded the floor. the soap water cant go down

Theng: yucks

Me: today first day oni got bad experience. the ppl beside me bath, then her water all flood my place coz her place water cant go down the drain. haiz

As much as I'm genuinely happy to finally get a room of my own, I miss my previous squatting room.

Not so much of the bathroom problem.

Though it was more inconvenient, though it was smaller, though it wasn't a place I could call my own, though I had to sleep on the floor, though I didn't have internet connection, though I often felt like an intruder, though my wardrobe was just a cardboard box, though I had no study table of my own...

I miss the nightly talks and gossips. I miss being noisy. I miss squeezing and snuggling up.

It felt like a mini sleep over, (think pre-teens in overgrown bodies) where I could just come back to the comfort of the cozy tiny room, knowing that there would be familiar faces to say hello to. I miss having the feeling of actually looking forward to going back after a night of studying, because I knew I would be welcomed back with snappy but friendly and playful retorts.

Having a room of my own, I finally have a real wardrobe and not a mere cardboard box to fit my clothes and lecture notes. I have a real study table and a private place I can call my own.

However, I can't help but feel a tad lonelier.

I'm not too good when it comes to opening up about feelings and stuff, but I genuinely miss squatting. Not any kind of squatting, but the kind where you get to bond with your friends and get a little more snuggly with them.

If you know what I mean.

(I wonder if you guys felt the same.)

Voila.

So I've finally gotten a room.

French Connection happy.

Toodles.

Just. Give. Me. A. Fucking. Room.

nuff said

WHEN WILL I GET A FUCKING ROOM?

Stop.

"Please help me. I need you."

-Rae-

UPDATE: 4 hours ago, I typed my previous blog entry saying that I'm going out for shorts shopping.

French Connection*. I couldn't find any suitable ones.

*Note: French Connection = fcuk = fuck.

(Shit Ocean Pacific for having XS sized shorts which literally drop down past my waist. They think everyone fat one is it?)

I want to stop procrastinating but I can't.

When will I start getting serious about my studies?

Please stop. Stop procrastinating. Just...

Stop.

third week. cool.

"Silence is golden."

-Unknown-

It's already the third academic week and I'm pleased (and inwardly proud) to inform you that I'm gradually beginning to get into study mode.

Heck, I actually used my highlighter on my text book last night~!!

*applause*

Woke at 9 in the friggin' morning *applause* today, and went to the library at 10 to print some stuff; I can't use my printer yet coz I still don't have a room. *cries*

Yes, yours truly is still a poor homeless squatter.

For the first time in three weeks, I was TEN WHOLE MINUTES EARLY for my lecture!!!

*applause again*

At least I thought I was.

At 10.30 a.m. sharp, I noticed that everyone around me looked vaguely unfamiliar. I checked my timetable and realized that instead of the usual lectures at LT 1A, on every Tuesday, my morning lecture is at LKC.

Of course, as every NTU student knows, walking all the way from LT1A to LKC is no easy feat.

At least not for me.

In the end, I was *surprise surprise* 15 minutes late for lecture - again, very usual of me - just that this time, it wasn't my fault. At least not technically.

I didn't over sleep! So it's not my fault for being late!

Took shuttle bus A from Old Canteen A to the ADM bus stop, which took me 15 minutes, coz the bus took me on a little tour around practically almost the whole campus - plus, the bus kept stopping at two minute intervals; guess I was just too lazy to walk the 5 minute distance which was just one bus stop away.

Currently in my room typing away coz I'm way too lazy to attend the Electrical and Electronics tutorial which is held... uh... let's see... right now.

Am going shopping instead; excuse is that I'm running low on shorts supplies.

Shorts as in, those rectangular strips of cloths girls use to wrap around their buttocks and crotches; shorts nowadays seldom serve as leg coverings anymore - we've got sexy panty hoses for that.

Saw that cute pair of shorts from Fox, gonna get it later.

Maybe gonna catch a movie; excuse is that I just got my debit card from OCBC, which means that I get $2 off my movie ticket.

Just found out that there's actually a DVD rental shop at Boon Lay, gonna check that out too. At least it'd be cheaper than going to the cinema all the time.

Thought this would just be a very short update, but turns out I got long winded again and my fingers wouldn't stop dancing across my keyboard.

Guess there's a whole lot to update on my life huh.

Notice the change in writing style. Yes, I'm getting snappy. Besides, I'm already running late on getting my Fox shorts because of this.

Okay, gonna wash my face, throw on the last pair of shorts I've got, and off I go.

Toodles.

little grass steamboat

We think fast food is equivalent to pornography, nutritionally speaking.

-Steve Elbert-

Sorry for lack of updates.

Blame busyhecticstupidfuckedup uni life.

Last Saturday, Little Grass steamboat.

Here are a few pictures; will upload more later.















On an unrelated note, here's a blog post by Jasryn on love's lingering touch.

I thought it was really, really nice and I decided to share it here.

Little Grass

More pictures of us, the female grasses!

Me, Theng, Zhi Vern.

Clockwise from top: Yurong, Zhi Vern, Me, Theng.

ME!!

Announcement to all Little Grass members: Steamboat tomorrow!!

Date:	Sunday, 16 August 2009
Time:	18:00 - 22:30
Location:	Hall 3/16 tv lounge

Ouchies

If little labour, little are our gains: Man's fortunes are according to his pains.

-Hesperides 752-

Sorry for the lack of updates; ever since the semester started, everything has been turning upside down, right way up, and then upside down again.

No room to stay, no electives to take, too many core subjects, stuff all over the place, and it doesn't help that I'm still in holiday mode.

It's not that I didn't try. The other day, I decided to get serious and start studying. So I brought my laptop, notes, and tutorials to the study room, where I managed to complete one out of 30 questions, and then watched American Pie 2 on my laptop.

American Pie 1, American Pie 2, American Pie 3, American Pie 6, checked. Now all that's left is 4 and 5. Whee.

So much for trying to study.

It doesn't stop there. I just withdrew $200 from the ATM a few days ago, and now its *poof* GONE. Goodness knows where it went to.

Skechers - $ 70.
Knickers - $ 15
Movie tickets - $ 18
Sakae Sushi buffet - $ 16
Unnecessary but really, really cute phone pouch - $ 8
Unnecessary food and snacks - $ ???
Misc - $ ??????

Okay, now I know where my money went to.

Went to Orchard Road today.

A few months ago, I told myself I'd find myself a pair of comfortable yet stylish and pretty pair of shoes, coz I realised that flip flops were comfy but un-stylish, and heels were stylish but totally a pain in the ass feet.

Hence, the $ 70 pair of Skechers.

This is what happened:

Ouchies.

After removal.

Thanks to...

Yeah, you're comfy alright.

sigh sigh

So it's a Wednesday morning, and I'm awake at an ungodly hour of 9.49 a.m. awaiting for add drop period to begin at 10 a.m. .

*curses*

My head hurts, I'm feeling like I haven't gotten enough sleep, and I've got so many things left to do.

So there's a lecture at 10.30 a.m. later, followed by another one from 11.30 a.m. to 1.30 p.m., and then I've gotta rush to uby that stupid text book coz the Mechanics of Materials tutorial questions are taken from there and I can't do my tutorials without that damn book.

Smart lecturer of mine decides that it's easier to use questions from the textbook rather than set his own, so there.

Then I've gotta meet my aunt at Boon Lay to get my debit card that I've just applied for, followed by a casual dinner with her, before rushing back to campus for dragon dance training.

Plus, EVERYONE ELSE HAS ALREADY GOTTEN A ROOM EXCEPT FOR ME.

I'm a poor little homeless girl with nowhere to stay.

I know I'm not one in the position to complain - heck, everyone else is just as busy - but why won't anyone give me a break when I need one?

It's 9.58 a.m., I'd better go get ready to start clicking.

add it. drop it. click it.

any1 wan2 drop mp2006 (math 3) pls inform me b4 u drop...

-Rae's MSN personal message-

It's that time of the semester again.

Add. Drop. Period.

a.k.a., the how-fast-can-you-click-and-refresh game.

The rules of the game is fairly simple:

1. On the 11th of August at 1550 hours, you log on, get ready, and do some warm up finger exercise.
2. at 1559 hours, you start clicking vigorously, while alternating it with the Enter key.
3. 1600 hours marks the start of time; you go all out and click like nobody's business. (Remember that if you're late even by 2 seconds after the timer has gone off, you're gonna lose.) Continue in this manner for at least ten minutes. If you gotta pee, hold it. If you've got an itch, hold it. If you've got dust in your eyes, hold it. If someone stabs you in the back, hold it. Your main priority is to continue clicking.
4. For the next 3 hours or so, keep pressing the Refresh button, or the F5 key, alternating it with the Enter key until you see a number other than zero.
5. Once you get a non-zero value, click Register Course.
6. If you're half a second slow in moving your cursor towards the Register Course button, don't bother anymore. It's probably back to zero anyway.
7. For the following seven days, remember to log on every chance you've got to check for non-zero values under the vacancy list.
8. For maximum performance, make sure your internet connection is SUPER DUPER FAST.

Simple?

Yeah right.

FOC day 3 - 7

I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich.

-Dan Wilcox and Thad Mumford, "Identity Crisis," M*A*S*H-

Phew!!! FOC 09' is finally over and I've finally got the chance to get some beauty sleep!

It was a whole lot of fun, plus, my Orientation Group, Eumaeus, got the BEST OG AWARD!!! *skips and somersaults*

Come Day 3, most of the freshies were already kinda hyped up, though some were still a little shy. Banner drawing!!! My job? To refill the paint. Boring, I know. But still. At least I got to gossip. ^^

On Day 4, we had Speed Dating, which was actually pretty interesting. All the freshies are blindfolded, and then paired up with a person of the opposite sex. Then, they're supposed to hold each other's hands and talk for 2 minutes, before swapping partners. This goes on until they talk to at least 8 or 9 different girls/guys. Then, they get to pick their 3 top choices, and we would try our best to pair them according to their preferences.

Of course, as a senior, you'd get some (pretty fun) previleges; especially when all the freshies are blindfolded and you actually get the chance to eavesdrop and take silly pictures with them. *grins*

For speed dating pics, click here.

On Day 5, there was...

A WALK TO REMEMBER!!!!

(a.k.a. terror walk. Don't ask. I wish I could post pictures for this -trust me; they'd be interesting to view- but due to some circumstances, well...)

Day 6, freshies finally got to meet the partner of their choice!! Everyone seems pretty satisfied. Let's keep our fingers crossed and hope some romance blooms. Then they'd have to thank the seniors for matching them up!

Day 7 was the most fun day. Pool day!!! MSA's Next Top "Model"!!! A guy was picked out of each group, and were *poof* transformed into graceful ladies in 15 minutes.

Pictures of FOC not uploaded, due to the blogger's laziness. Here are links to the photos instead:

Link 1 (random pics by Boon Pin)
Link 2 (day 1 by Terry)
Link 3 (day 2 by Terry)
Link 4 (day 2 - intergames activities by Kok Xian)
Link 5 (day 3 by Terry)
Link 6 (day 6 by Kok Xian)
Link 7 (day 7 by Terry)
Link 8 (Oddysey FOC by Yu Yuan)
Link 9 (speed dating by Kok Xian)

Do take a look at how speed dating was conducted!!!

P.S.: Here's a picture of us Little Grass in our official tee:


Happy Family!!

P.P.S.:
Freshies who are interested to join Little Grass, please click here for more details. To apply for membership, simply send any of our officers/members a message and we will arrange a friendly interview for you asap. Thanks!!

FOC day 2.

*speechless*

-Tired Rae-

Today marks the end of the second day of FOC (freshmen orientation camp) and I'm DARN EFFING FRUSTRATED AND TIRED.

AND, AND, AND, to top it all up, I HAVEN'T GOT A ROOM TO STAY IN. I so do not *insert foul word* want to live out of campus, where I have to travel to class every single *insert foul word* day.

Today was pretty fun, though. Cheers, games, and all.

Eumaeus! SOLID, THATS WHAT WE ARE!!!

On a lighter note, Little Grassies finally have our own official t-shirt!!!

After almost about a year of meaning to have our own official 'club shirt', we finally stopped procrastinating and went about scouting for suitable plain t-shirts (pink shirts from Giordano) and drawing our own designs (fabric pens from Popular) on them.

Here's us designing...

Me drawing the 'cao' word.

Drawing the grass...

"I'm running out of green ink!!"

Kevin with his completed shirt.

Me with my completed shirt.

We wore them during today's FOC opening ceremony!! Woo hoo~~

More pictures of us in Little Grass official shirt coming up soon!!

Feeling darn sleepy now, plus I've gotta wake up early tomorrow to bring them freshies to MAE school talk.

Sigh~

P.S.: I can't wait for A Walk To Remember on day 4 of FOC!!! It's gonna be loads of fun!!

busy busy busy

So many things to do, so little sleep, so little brain capacity. Pieces of small notes everywhere. Confusion abounds.

-Rae's MSN Personal Message-

Sleep deprivation sucks. Especially when it happens even BEFORE the academic period begins.

Gosh, I find myself schedule even more packed than usual.

Okay, so as an example, today went a little something like this:

8 a.m. - 12.30 p.m. : Wake up at an ungodly hour to meet friends from Penang who have come to Singapore for holiday.
12.30 p.m. - 5.00 p.m. : Go to church (which journey takes up 1.5 hours).
5.30 p.m. - 12.30 a.m. : Meeting. FOC stuff. Briefings. Debriefings. Discussions. Damn.

Yes, blame Freshmen Orientation Camp.

First night: 7 hours of sleep.
Second night: 5 hours of sleep.
Third night: 3 hours of sleep.
Subsequent nights: An average of 7 - 8 hours of sleep.

What is that compared to my 10 - 12 hours of sleep every night back when I was in Penang???

Believe it or not, I'm even getting into the habit of waking up IN THE MORNING!!! It's like I open my eyes and my cell phone says it's still in the a.m. but I can't go back to sleep, despite the fact that I slept at 3 a.m. the night (or morning) before. Gya~~

How on earth does one survive under this state of sleep deprivation?

What with meetings lasting up to 12 hours long and briefings/debriefings lasting up till the wee hours in the morning, you can't expect me to actually remain sane, can you?

Lol.

Not that I'm complaining.

It's an experience.

I can't wait to meet them freshies.

Gonna take up the role of a senior soon!