yet another hypothetical situation

2 more days... :(

shall not emo, just had an awesome night with mel, kendrick, cherm, kaii, grace, debs and bill :D
when the photos are up on melody's fb, i shall steal them then write it properly with photos! :D

hypothetical situation:
(i was half awake, half asleep last night and i half dreamt that someone made me drink a bowl of soup that tasted of memories. don't ask how. and i entered a room and the following senario was presented to me)

you are presented with 2 choices:
[with the following givens: 1. THE ONE for you exists. he/she is THE ONE that is your true soulmate. 2. you have to choose a senario. there is no 'i want to continue with my normal life now'. take it that you have drunk the same soup my dream self has drunk.]

- you will be become very attractive. like 80% of girls/guys will see you and stare and go 'omg, there's my dream girl/guy. HOWEVER. your THE ONE will not love you, you will be good friends forever and ever and he/she will never ever like you

- you will remain the same. HOWEVER. your THE ONE will like you but circumstances will never permit the both of you to be together.

don't ask me how my brain can come up with this shit. damn good imagination right? sadly, i don't think i can come up with an alternate universe to write about and become bloody rich, like harry potter or percy jackson or artemis fowl. otherwise i wouldn't be studying hospitality. i would have already bought the hyatt brand. maybe i should come up with an alternate universe about hotels and how secrets can get trapped in the mirrors of the hotel... sounds like shit.

you know the sad thing?
i would choose the first option. i'm so shallow. but i think its better that the person doesn't like you rather than both of you cannot be together. i think you would become a very bitter and jaded person if its the 2nd option.

:_ (

i've just emo-ed on a fb note.
and it sucks that i'm leaving this wonderful group of people
ryan once commented that the group of housemates is, in its own way, perfect

and the group is perfect, in its own dysfunctional, vulgar way.
there's people
to laugh at
to laugh with
to have heart to heart talks with
to gossip with
to cry in front of
to love
to play with
to share all the precious moments with

i wish i had taken more photos, to remind me of the small moments, the inside jokes, everything

i can't believe i'm being such a sap.
in a way, its more painful than leaving albert house
because even though we're not living together anymore,
its still a very strong bond that all of us share
and all those moments have strengthened it

and its so hard to leave behind

its not so fun being sick

AH. winter

most people will recognise it by the crisp cold air brought by the winds, some will realise by the last of the leaves falling from the bare branches.

not me. for me, winter starts with a sore throat

not a major one, just a mild one that reminds you to eat a few more fruits and gives you an excuse to buy those delightful tasting honey and lemon strepsils. then it all snowballs. feeling lousy all over, cough, phlegm, ‘a weally stuffy dose’ and then coughing your guts out(quite literally). every year, i seriously consider buying a humidifier just so that i can breathe.

in 07 during a trip to the US, i had to be dosed on nasty chinese medicine, courtesy of my mum. i survived on soup, hot water and that. recovery time: 1 week

in 08, the night before my pyschology exam, kaii and cherm found me in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet bowl, pysch notes on my lap, with hot water running and fogging up the bathroom. i took redoxon (that orange fizzy tablet) with every mouthful.recovery time: 1 1/2 weeks

in 09, i was continuously sniffing a ceramic cup filled with hot water, even in lectures. took as many baths as i could. still stuck to normal icms food. recovery time: 2 weeks

my battle plan this year?

strepsils, chinese medicine, HOT liquid diet and as much sleep as i can get. let’s see if it works on my i-really-COUGH-want-to-COUGH-die

beautifully terrible

all in its own way, all perfect.

100 years is one of my favourite songs. its probably the piano melody more than anything else. but every time i hear it, i am less the 15 years and more the 22.

i don’t want to be a murderer

i know saint peter won’t call my name

before its too late this could all disappear

and i don’t want to miss a thing

it doesn’t matter anyway, you know its just too little too late

Dear God

i need a miracle

why do we have to struggle through life?

why can’t we be just born with knowing what we want and knowing how to get it? why can’t we have a freaking road map to life in our hands?

why do you have to let us decide?

and make us so

human

easter week. <3

i is happening yo.

a few weeks ago was a 1 week holiday for the melb uni people & so,

we played to our hearts content.

:D

the hols started off with good friday so we went to CROWN.
to eat $4 fish and chips. which was really good. and watch people gamble.

on sunday, i put on my rambo pants(they’re just cargo pants but i like to imagine that i could do a rambo in them) & we went to shoot each other PAINTBALL. me and yolanda (chen’s friend) were the only girls so when the group went out to take a break, i nearly followed them into the guys’ toilet. got 2 bruises within 2 cm of each other. cheebye painful. killed 2 people while in the sniper’s tower. & if i ever want to join the army, it’ll be to train as a sniper.

 

dragged my poor feet to go clubbing the same night. there was an event in an old hotel. watched girls from a famous club in taiwan perform there. black music was playing THE WHOLE TIME. there was not one artist who wasn’t of african-american descent. which was weird, considering that 99% of the clubbers were asians. me and bill decided that our $25 was spent on: $5 for the bunny ears they gave out as a welcome gift, $5 on the music videos that they kept playing on screens, $5 on the old hotel, $5 on the girls and $5 to pretend to be kewl.

also caught up a bit with yiwen when we went to planetshakers conference with junkit and alicia. awesome music. and although i was super tired, i still managed to pay attention to the message. some non christians i know are surprised at how technologically advanced the churches are, with telecast and the sound accoustics & some having the sermons available as podcasts.

also went to brighton beach! <3 we made all sorts of food and went to have a picnic in the freezing cold weather! i was convinced that the seawater was 2 degrees away from being total ice. i miss warm beaches and warm seawater to play in. junkit was being a perv and asking all the girls if they wore bikini under their clothes. the agreement was that the girls go sleeveless and the guys go topless. altogether, it was a happy day, ending with a meal at rose garden for most of them. but me, bill, kendrick and lin watched shutter island on lin’s huge super cool tv which can access his hard drive when he plugs it in.

this is lin’s ginormous couch. we’ve watched a lot of movies here

 

sandcastle.

architects and interior decorators: jasmine lung, debbie soo and melissa lim

ate out alot & played alot & slept alot. :D

happy happy me      p.s. kaii says she likes this photo. i like it too! 

photo credits: jiayang, xian, kaii, melody & everyone who made the pictures what it is with their smile :)

a cold april day

i don't want to miss a thing

its been so cold recently, to the extent that there are blankets hanging around the living room. and whenever people come over, they immediately sunggle under it.

i like the feeling of being nice and warm under the blanket. or the smell of a successful soup.
yay. good feelings.

OH YEAH

even though the person this is intended for doesn't read my blog
i'm still going to post this

a person who's stuck in a bad position doesn't choose it
but you can choose to do what's right
and you can be more mindful of the fact you've hurt someone by your actions
and you can remember that what goes around comes around
xoxo

i think i'll try defying gravity

to my grandparents

the most loving thing i've seen wasn't on tv or in a movie.
it wasn't in books, or in my imagination.

2 days before my paternal grandmother died, a few members of the family was sitting around her bed and my grandfather was holding her hand. the look that transpired between them was one i had never seen in my entire life.

i later asked my father what that look meant. he paused and thought for a while said
'i think its grandma letting kong kong know she's going soon'.

that look said everything.
it said take care
don't forget to eat
i'll miss you
i'm going soon
be good
i forgive you
thank you
i love you
very very much

that look was beyond words. it said everything. and even the most cynical person would believe in love after seeing my grandparents like that.

they quarrelled alot. i remember them bickering at sunday dinners over kong kong eating more, i used to call them 'kids'. i know my grandmother wasn't easiest person to get along with, her temper was infamous. my grandfather courted her by going over to her father's place to do business and sit there and both of them would quietly eat bananas together. they had been through alot together.

60 years, 4 children & 5 grandchildren.

to my grandparents.

allinaday'swork

today was a memorial service for a sports commentator.
at the member's dining room

it seemed more like a party to me, free flow of wine, bubbly and beer.
with finger food

the atmosphere reflected the party mood to me too.

to be honest, if it weren't for the large portrait near the bar, i would guess a club get together or something.

i gave 90% of effort today. but my brain wasn't functioning.
as a result, ok service but my supervisor must have thought i'm damn dumb.

tomorrow is setup for F1 so hopefully things will go better.