woohooo...its the weekend, pple!!! and no werk morrow!!!!
looking forward to tonite ;)
Friday, April 30, 2004
My Old Place
It was a real downpour just now. We went to Bedok to eat just now, we were sitting at Zul (previously known as dat), now im not sure what its called. that place sure holds fond memories for me. years ago when i was still a naive little girl in green pinafore uniform, my best buds and me used to sit there and talk about things that don't matter now. we talked about boys, bitched about girls and predicted our future. yeah, like who's gonna be married first, who we gonna be married to and the birds and the bees...hahha..thinking about those days always put a smile on my face. its funny how our predictions turned out to be sooooo wrong as compared to where we all are now. We giggled over kerang, one of our fav back then.
I know Spore is so darn small but I cried my eyes out no less when i had to shift away from Bedok. And now, 7 years down the road, I still miss that place a lot. I missed sitting at AnW, slurping root beer and eating waffles with ice cream, or Conny Dog on Tuesdays. I missed the EPB, the red smelly carpet in the old Bedok Library, the sweet Ice Kachang from Hollywood, the tear jerker Mee Soto at Wak Din and the Rocket, everyone's meeting place. I missed walking round and round the stupid BedokInterchange, with a certain someone after school. And I mean really round and round..and yep, in our bright green uniform.
Those who are familiar with Bedok will know what crap Im talking about. Im sure you missed those things too cause almost all the things I mentioned above don't exist in Bedok anymore.
In fact, half of the places I grew up in, are now gone, shreded to rubble or left standing sadly alone, all dilapidated and abandoned. Just like my alma mater. You can view the sad, haunting pics under "places". D and I actually smuggled ourselves into the abandoned building and took some pics. I had chills when I entered the building, as if I was transported back to when I was 13. I see girls in green uniform walking everywhere, along the corridors, in the canteen, at the staircase and sitting in the classrooms. Except now, the hustle and bustle of giggly girls are replaced by the haunting sounds of the rustling leaves and the howling wind. The building is so familiar and yet so distant and foreign now. I wondered if my secondary school life there was a mere dream that I conjured. Its really quite sad.
Guess we have to learn to let go.
Soon all of our recollections and memories of places sounds like a story we made up. This country is becoming more and more foreign to me like my roots have been dug out from the ground. The National Library, Cathay Cinema, Capitol, the playground on top of Parkway, my Primary School, Secondary School, Bukit Timah NIE, the green Al- Ansar, East Coast Hawker Centre and McDees area, nice Roti John near Botanic Gardens (wat was it called?)and soon, Bedok Corner ....they really did exist once rite???? RITE??????
Gosh, I feel so old.
I know Spore is so darn small but I cried my eyes out no less when i had to shift away from Bedok. And now, 7 years down the road, I still miss that place a lot. I missed sitting at AnW, slurping root beer and eating waffles with ice cream, or Conny Dog on Tuesdays. I missed the EPB, the red smelly carpet in the old Bedok Library, the sweet Ice Kachang from Hollywood, the tear jerker Mee Soto at Wak Din and the Rocket, everyone's meeting place. I missed walking round and round the stupid BedokInterchange, with a certain someone after school. And I mean really round and round..and yep, in our bright green uniform.
Those who are familiar with Bedok will know what crap Im talking about. Im sure you missed those things too cause almost all the things I mentioned above don't exist in Bedok anymore.
In fact, half of the places I grew up in, are now gone, shreded to rubble or left standing sadly alone, all dilapidated and abandoned. Just like my alma mater. You can view the sad, haunting pics under "places". D and I actually smuggled ourselves into the abandoned building and took some pics. I had chills when I entered the building, as if I was transported back to when I was 13. I see girls in green uniform walking everywhere, along the corridors, in the canteen, at the staircase and sitting in the classrooms. Except now, the hustle and bustle of giggly girls are replaced by the haunting sounds of the rustling leaves and the howling wind. The building is so familiar and yet so distant and foreign now. I wondered if my secondary school life there was a mere dream that I conjured. Its really quite sad.
Guess we have to learn to let go.
Soon all of our recollections and memories of places sounds like a story we made up. This country is becoming more and more foreign to me like my roots have been dug out from the ground. The National Library, Cathay Cinema, Capitol, the playground on top of Parkway, my Primary School, Secondary School, Bukit Timah NIE, the green Al- Ansar, East Coast Hawker Centre and McDees area, nice Roti John near Botanic Gardens (wat was it called?)and soon, Bedok Corner ....they really did exist once rite???? RITE??????
Gosh, I feel so old.
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Life's back to normal
saw the Installation pics in KL (those taken by 5050). nice pics especially the colourful pics of fruits at the night market. pics of zouk was great too, just wished there were more pics of the babes present there. not that im a lesbo or anything but hey, id rather look at girls than men. don't ask me why. i wished i could post up the pics. haven't learned that yet. will soon.
if you are thinking what Installation crap im talking about, its actually a workshop cum designer party attended by my D at Zouk KL. He went there to cover the event ( workshops by designers: Chris Yong and Camella Ehlke), take pics, transform them into ideas using any form of media he likes and then present them. it was a fantastic way to break the monotone of the lives we lead.
looking at the pics made me wished i was there with my D. it could have been worst than fun. we would have enjoyed too much and hated our responsibility laden life over here....
sometimes i wished im daring enugh to take that step. to pursue a dream that only makes my D and ME happy. can i ? can i?
on a lighter note...
Happy 28th to my D..
and our Prayer of the Month:
God, let my D and me be blind to all temptations. Leave us with no one to compare..
Amin.
if you are thinking what Installation crap im talking about, its actually a workshop cum designer party attended by my D at Zouk KL. He went there to cover the event ( workshops by designers: Chris Yong and Camella Ehlke), take pics, transform them into ideas using any form of media he likes and then present them. it was a fantastic way to break the monotone of the lives we lead.
looking at the pics made me wished i was there with my D. it could have been worst than fun. we would have enjoyed too much and hated our responsibility laden life over here....
sometimes i wished im daring enugh to take that step. to pursue a dream that only makes my D and ME happy. can i ? can i?
on a lighter note...
Happy 28th to my D..
and our Prayer of the Month:
God, let my D and me be blind to all temptations. Leave us with no one to compare..
Amin.
Monday, April 26, 2004
humdrum of life
the humdrum continues...
nuthing great happened today, considering my day had not even started actually. i mean it did, i went to work and all but its all the usual...
well, like all great jokes, punchlines always come at the end. that's basically what my days are like. the HIGHlight are always after 8pm, when the Sun has long set and the flats in HDB blocks off their lights one by one. maybe my life IS a joke after all.
and so, im waiting right now, for the Mondeo to park itself at the foot of my block, to take me away and give my sanity back. mixing around with 10 year olds too much is not healthy, not to my sanity nor my vocabulary.
but truth be told, my students are beyond adorable. they are infectious. they infect you with their simplicity, mischief and unintentional hilarity. the fattest boy in my class doze off in his seat today, amidst me explaining parallel and perpendicular lines, his head swaying back and forth and at last, hitting his own potruding, almost exploding stomach. To which, he woke up, all startled and alarmed. and what could the teacher do? what could i do?
Laugh of course!
and laugh i did. the rest of the kids looked at me, wide eyed. they must be thinking, "Wah never get scolding ah??"
Another kid tripped over his own shoe while walking to class just now and kissed the ground with a loud thud. He immediately stood up and gave me a huge wide grin....like its the best thing that has happened to him.
All in a day's work..
Mondeo, where art thou???
nuthing great happened today, considering my day had not even started actually. i mean it did, i went to work and all but its all the usual...
well, like all great jokes, punchlines always come at the end. that's basically what my days are like. the HIGHlight are always after 8pm, when the Sun has long set and the flats in HDB blocks off their lights one by one. maybe my life IS a joke after all.
and so, im waiting right now, for the Mondeo to park itself at the foot of my block, to take me away and give my sanity back. mixing around with 10 year olds too much is not healthy, not to my sanity nor my vocabulary.
but truth be told, my students are beyond adorable. they are infectious. they infect you with their simplicity, mischief and unintentional hilarity. the fattest boy in my class doze off in his seat today, amidst me explaining parallel and perpendicular lines, his head swaying back and forth and at last, hitting his own potruding, almost exploding stomach. To which, he woke up, all startled and alarmed. and what could the teacher do? what could i do?
Laugh of course!
and laugh i did. the rest of the kids looked at me, wide eyed. they must be thinking, "Wah never get scolding ah??"
Another kid tripped over his own shoe while walking to class just now and kissed the ground with a loud thud. He immediately stood up and gave me a huge wide grin....like its the best thing that has happened to him.
All in a day's work..
Mondeo, where art thou???
Sunday, April 25, 2004
boredom strikes again
i'm jumping on the bandwagon. jump jump jump.
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emily is gone. now is a boy sitting at a pond. geeez, i can't seem to make up my mind.
and how the heck do i get rid of the darn banner on top.
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im now waiting patiently for my D to get back. can't wait to see the pics he took on his first assignment overseas. especially can't wait for the zouk pics! the loft and all the other places. so my D, come back early would ya. hope to develop the pics morrow. can't wait. can't wait. especially can't wait to get back to our routined life of crapness and stupidity. of being silly and crap photography. let's get back to our bubble.
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emily is gone. now is a boy sitting at a pond. geeez, i can't seem to make up my mind.
and how the heck do i get rid of the darn banner on top.
*************
im now waiting patiently for my D to get back. can't wait to see the pics he took on his first assignment overseas. especially can't wait for the zouk pics! the loft and all the other places. so my D, come back early would ya. hope to develop the pics morrow. can't wait. can't wait. especially can't wait to get back to our routined life of crapness and stupidity. of being silly and crap photography. let's get back to our bubble.
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Tuesday, April 13, 2004
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