The past week has been even busier than the examination period. At least during the latter, I would space out occasionally and read blogs while escaping from monotonous revisions. Last week, I was so busy juggling work, personal errands, dates and stuff that I had no time to actually surf. Even watching a movie proved to be a rushed affair. For instance, sandy and I actually sprinted to the ticketing booth to watch 'Dawn of the Dead'.

Besides the lack of time, I am currently suffering a rapid depletion of cash reserves. ARGH! I have been spending lots on pet's food (about $150), mummy's day present ($100), my own stuff ($300++), and lots more on food! ARGH! I need to lock myself up to keep away from the shops.

Anyway, while in my cubicle doing work stuff, all peace was shattered when a shrill ringing sound went off. I tried to remember if there were any email reminder of fire drill but to avail. Suddenly, a faculty member burst in to the room and ordered us to escape. Reluctantly, we filtered down to the open field to be baked in the sun. So ironic! Instead of escaping from being burnt by a 'fire', we ended up being burnt in the sun.

Oh well, I am looking forward to Friday, where I can hop off to a short cruise and relax a little.
Posted at 11:07 PM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 2 beanoes

There is something strange about the ants in NUS. Firstly, they are unusually huge and black. Secondly, they materialize out of thin air! It's really amazing, I tell you. They just appear one fine day on my desk, and I believe they have been mass-reproducing in some nooks around my desk ever since. Strangely, insects have an affinity for electronics. Very tech-savvy, I say. When I was in Junior College, some ants took my calculator as a sort of shopping mall, and entered it via this knob that was used to adjust the brightness of my calculator screen (sort of like a revolving door). There I was, trying to do my sums when I discovered to my horror, ants scuttling inside my calculator screen. I instinctively slammed my fist on the screen, flattening all of the ants inside the screen instantly. There you go, scores of dead ants inside my calculator which I cannot remove. Grr.

So, today, I resolved to exterminate the entire happy population of ants on my desk while re-organizing my notes and computer thingies. I took these "ant-killer" stuff which looks alot like the mashed peanuts used to coat 'muah chee' and sprinkle them around. Those idiotic ants were supposed to bring these to their nests and kill their queen ant, halting their reproduction process. Instead, they took the stuff and gathered at some corner of my desk, as if they were assembling to smoke pot or something. They nibbled on the ant killer and froze in their motion. Finally, I wiped them off into a big plastic bag. Yay.

My accomplishments did not last long. Soon after I settled into my neat desk, the ants re-emerged, confirming my guess that they materialize from thin air. THEY JUST WON'T DIE! Grrrr.

Still, I would like to thank Miss-neat-&-clean for helping me with the cleaning up of my cubicle.
Posted at 11:30 PM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 5 beanoes

What frequent postings! I am impressed with myself...my new-found boredom! I actually have time to be bored! Not for long though, I foresee new workload ahead next week.

Anyway, catherine requested me to draw her a pig. I wonder why. She eats and sleeps lesser than me. Her entire day's meals do not even make up the contents of my single meal. She so does not qualify as a pig. Tsk. Trying to be a sheep in pig's clothing. NUH-UH! No way. So, here you go, a sheep. Must accept your identity. *shakes finger at you*

So anyway, she has a knack for appearing at times when I am supposed to log off to sleep. Most people count sheep when they cannot sleep. (Why not cows?) But this little sheep is no sleep-inducer. She keeps me awake by demanding "TALK TO ME! I AM SO SIAN." or "SCRAB?". The latter is a very evil and potent word that can take away like 20 minutes of your lifetime and about a billion brain cells. Before I knew it, it will be 2 hours past bedtime. TSK!

Still, this post is as requested for you! I'm so nice, right?
Posted at 12:50 PM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 3 beanoes

Ugh! Van Helsing has to be the first movie that ruin the realism of the Lord of The Ring movie. David Wenham, who acted as the valiant and sauve Faramir, did a drastic roundabout by acting as a hunched-loser-sidekick of Van Helsing. I liked him as Faramir! Now, I am reminded that LOTR is just a FANTASY STORY. NOT REAL. *sulks* But then again, the movie is not bad. Further, you have Hugh Jackman, the ultimate feast for the eyes.

Before the movie, I had dinner with 2 professors at Marche. I was so dreading it because I thought it would be like an excursion thingy, with teachers-leading-loads-of-students scenario, but it turned out to be a warm, close-knitted affair between a few of us. It's quite funny to hear titbits about professors' life that I didn't know about. It's not funny, however, when they try to tempt you about knowing your examination results because they already knew and I don't.

"What do you think you got for this module?"
"I don't know leh."
"Guess lah!"
"I don't know la."
(I don't like to jinx my results by guessing them)
"Just a rough gauge."
"B+?"
"Ha Ha Ha"
"..."

My supervisor seemed to enjoy putting me down all the time, too! As I told him about my O level results, he looked genuinely shocked and exclaimed,"ARE YOU SURE?!" So naturally, I replied,"Why not?"

AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID?

"You don't look that smart leh."



Okie. Thanks alot!

So next, we proceeded to KTV. I am not really a KTV sort of person and I prefer to play games or sports. KTV is a place where I go with my girl pals to go berserk and do embarassing impersonations of some celebrities. Besides, I am more into the English genre of music, something that is un-KTVish. However, my supervisor threaten to cut my pay, give me more work, more readings, more whatsnot, if I did not sing. Reluctantly, I complied and I bet all of them are traumatized for life. Muahaha.

All right, long day ended. Time for bed!
Posted at 02:56 AM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 3 beanoes

Update: Photos of Mother's Day can be found here.

Hello. I hope all mothers out there had a wonderful day. My mum, who is the best mother in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD (at least to me ), had a great time I think.

When I first told her that my brother was planning a dinner for Mother's Day this year, she was so euphoric she kept repeating "I am so happy you know." According to her, nobody has brought her out for meals on Mother's day.

So I went "GRRR." I begged to differ. Because, I have been bringing my mother out for mother's day FOR AT LEAST THE LAST 3 YEARS! Albeit without my brother. On the year he went on holiday in India, I brought her out for dim sum. On the year he had soccer, I brought her out for pasta at HarbourFront! On some year, I brought her out with my grandma plus my aunties to celebrate! Tsk tsk. SO! I am just a nobody. *sulks* Maybe absence make the heart grow fonder. I should disappear for a while and then return some year to celebrate mother's day. Then I will be appreciated more. Heh heh. But of course, I am not so petty. I shall remain a good daughter.

Anyway, I just want to kick myself in the head for being a klutz. After lugging my digital camera plus charger on to the weekend cruise, I idiotically deleted all the cruise photos somehow. You cannot get any more idiotic than this. ARGH! The only consolation is a memoir photo I purchased for an exhorbitant amount of 10 bucks. Life sucks when such stupidity strikes.

Just a irrelevant side note I learnt from the cruise. I borrowed and read the autobiography of Prince Charles. Did you know he actually wanted to be a pair of knickers? Or even a TAMPON? At least for Camilia Parker Bowles. Ha. So Scandalous. His phone conversation was tapped and apparently he said all these to his lover. It seems pretty hilarious to me why anybody would want to be a tampon. Especially when he is a prince. All his dignified image just vaporized that very second.

Oh, another irrelevant side-side note. I am currently feeling utterly shitty because I have said something tactless (but something which I felt is true). I am actually a very frank person and I do not attempt to mask the true opinions. However, it seems that such attitude is really damaging, especially at work. Shucks. I can't curry favours, I can't polish boots, I can't lie! See, my PR totally sucks. I am going to get NOWHERE in life.

Oh well, Happy Mother's Day.
Posted at 01:33 AM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 6 beanoes

Have you ever felt immensely insignificant? Or felt an urge to do something great and unique but yet powerless? In simple words, have you ever felt really stupid?

Well, I did so (and still do) many times ever since I chose to enter postgraduate studies. There are countless times whereby I was simply awed by people's brilliance and my morale simply went down the drain. I returned home, feeling nothing more than a fool. Then, as I opened the door to my home, a rush of fur would throw itself at me, drowning me in furious licks. At that instant, I am transformed from an idiot to a sort of Goddess. At least in Toto's eyes.

So you see, the goodness of a pet is that it can provide solace to a perfectly shitty day. It doesn't give a damn about who thinks what about you. It just loves you for who you are. Ain't that great?

Right. On to less mushy stuff. Heh heh.

Anyone knows anybody who can teach tennis for free? Well, I was considering the Singapore Sports Council lessons but they are just too far away. The condominiums around my neighbourhood often have private instructors teaching Japanese tai-tais. However, I don't think they are very affordable. Besides, have you noticed how Japanese ladies like to exaggerate their expressions? It's like they are perpetually surprised by the most mundane statement...

"The weather is hot, huh?"
*raise eyebrows, widens eyes"
"OH! OH! YEAH! OH! SO DAS NEI!"

Imagine talking like that all the time! I will probably suffer from facial cramps. Tsk.

Talking about free lessons, I am also considering violin lessons. One of the qualities I look for in a partner used to be the ability to play a violin. Isn't it is such an intelligent and romantic attribute? I can play the piano and he could play the violin. But alas! I have since given up finding anyone who can play the violin. Instead, I decided to try to play it myself. So sad, huh?

On other matters, I caught Troy (the movie, duh!) a while ago. I read some Greek mythodology when I was a kid but the movie didn't quite add up to those stories. However, the movie totally changed my perception of Greek. Now, I can look at my incomprehensible Greek letters and equations lovingly and think "Wow. Greek! So Sexy!" instead of "Ew. Greek! Eek! Yucks." Some motivation indeed.

Anyway, the movie sort of parallels and mocks at the war-mongery happening in the real world. Now, the terrorists apparently just sawed off an innocent American civilian's head in revenge to the humiliation the Iraq detainees have suffered. Isn't this so stupid? Human lives seemed to have degraded into nothing more than tools to a never-ending feud.

TSK!
Posted at 03:05 AM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 8 beanoes

As all mothers do, my mum enjoys concocting weird brews which she claims to have medicinal attributes. I wonder if there is this "How to be a Mother" handbook that teaches the recipes to prepare all these traditional brews. The herbs she utilizes include a scary assortment - from the saliva of a bird to mini caterpillars. As such, my brother and I have developed a phobia towards her brewed stuff. When she annouced she has boiled stuff like 'liang cha'.. we would give lame excuses such as "It's hot, we drink it later." or pretend to sleep early. Heh.

Now, my mother is an extremely shrewd woman and is immensely immune to our excuses.

Yesterday, I was scavenging the refrigerator for some drinks when I spotted a delicious bottle of Ribena. So i greedily opened the bottle, poured the contents of the blackcurrant drink into my mouth... and got the biggest shock of my life (as well as some liquid into my nose).

You see, nothing is more shocking that expecting to taste a certain thingy and actually tasting another certain unanticipated vile substance. My brain had expected a blackcurrant flavour to flow down my throat and it reacted violently when a bitter-sour 'liang cha' taste materialized instead. I quickly recovered and eyed the contents, only to realize my mother has cleverly camoflauged her vile concoctions behind the Ribena packaging! How devious! Tsk tsk.

Mothers are sooooooooo.. dangerous!
Posted at 09:54 PM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 2 beanoes

Okie! The picture above has no whatsoever relevance to the entry. I drew it for my friend, Emily, when she was over at my house for a visit and requested for a presentation on drawing stuff. So, see! I recycle stuff. Must learn from me. Heh heh.

Anyway, I have been really busy this week and thus a wee neglect of this site. Firstly, I feel like puking at the thought of food. Now, this is an incredible thing because my friends all know how I love to eat. However, good things should not come too often or it will become, well, like a bad thing. So this week, the dinner appointments just poured in fast and furious. Firstly, a professor invited us to American Club for dinner on Tuesday. It was frankly a little boring because all the professors were discussing about their children and I had none. Instead, when they are frowning upon certain actions by their children, I find myself thinking in the kids perspective. That must be what you call - a generation gap. I am still young, you know.

On Wednesday, I was invited to my auntie's birthday dinner. Now, that was terrible because each of us had to finish a POT of shark's fin. I am not an ardent fan of shark's fan but could perhaps occasionally finish a small bowl. So then the waitress placed a damn pot of it in front of me, I was like "What the.." The birthday woman demanded I finished every bit of the brew because each pot costs a bloody 40 bucks. Well, 40 bucks can pay for my whole week's of dinner for your information. Somehow, I managed to forced the entire pot's contents down my throat and I am currently very averse to shark's fin, thank you very much.

Yesterday, Emily came over and decided to stay in and order pizza. I obliged, despite a pending sore throat, and gorged on large slices of hawaiian goodness and spicy drumlets.

My ordeal is not over! Tomorrow is my grandma's birthday and the whole extended family is going furama palace for a feast. Oh no! More Shark Fin! I am going to die of food overdosage, I tell you. Oh yeah, there will be a huge haagen daaz cake from CAKES DIVINE, which looks totally er..divine, at least from the brochures.

Since one of my ex-colleuge's birthday falls on tomorrow too, I am also obliged to attend their ktv-cum-supper thingy after my grandma's birthday feast!

Anyway, here's the reason why I am so busy this week. My supervisor requested a professional-looking ficticious site for his experiment. Never in my life have I smoked up so much junk information! Argh.

Here's to cholestral-clogged-up-arteries day ahead!

Update: I have just caught Shrek II. It is simply hilarious. I think I laughed till I cried. Puss-in-Boots is really funny! He has got to be my favorite character. Look out for plenty of spoofs - from LOTR to spiderman to garfield even! Miss it and regret!
Posted at 10:31 PM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 6 beanoes

All right. I have been trying to irritate the hell out of my friends and family by announcing that I am going to watch The Day After Tomorrow the day after tomorrow. The whole of wednesday, I was asking everybody who cared to listen when they were going to watch the movie. If they stated some other days other than Friday, I would smirk and retort,"So you can't say you are watching "The day after tomorrow" the day after tomorrow." Consequently, I was silenced by a clever friend who replied,"Well, then. I will watch "The day after tomorrow" the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorow."

Ha. A dosage of extremely dry humour there. Anyway, I caught the show last night. I don't know if the cinema operators were trying to get the audience in the mood because for some reason, they cranked up the air-conditioner to an all-time high, somewhat similar to Antartica I think. I, being the smart aleck, decided to go to the cinema from home in my humble T-shirt and shorts. Hence, before the show even started, I was freezing my legs off. It doesn't help when the whole movie was depicting the coming of an Ice Age, where temperatures fall below minus 150 degrees and everything freezes - even fuel, your blood, whatever. All the time I was frozen in my seat, I constantly reached out to my cup of Iced Lemon Tea to check if it has turned into ice. Heh heh. But overall, the show is really not bad. In fact, I like the moral implication of the story which somewhat teaches us not to be arrogant bastards. (*cough cough* No points for guessing which country.) BE HUMBLE.

Oh yeah, talking about iced tea. It is interesting to note people's difference perceptions about what iced tea really is. On one occasion, one professor helpfully bought some iced tea for me. When I sipped it, I almost spurted out the contents from my nostrils. Like I have mentioned before, it is a shock for the brain when it is expecting to taste a certain substance but the tongue registered something else. Fortunately, I recovered in time. Apparently, instead of buying iced lemon tea from the dispenser itself, he took some from the hot tea section and added ice. But he didn't add any sugar. So I had iced tasteless tea.

The second occasion, my supervisor helpfully gotten iced lemon tea for me after I told him where exactly to dispense the drink. However, the tea has no ice. So I had un-iced lemon tea. Perhaps no ice and no sugar make a healthier drink for my own good.

Aha! Friday is here. Please enjoy your weekend!
If you are bored, perhaps you would like to try something different such as starlight cinema, where you watched movies under the stars. Either that, you can waste your brain cells trying to solved the sequel to the "Crimson Room: - Viridian Room. I think I wasted like a billion brain cells trying to solve the damn thing. Argh.
Posted at 01:38 PM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 8 beanoes

Please read this. We should all go buy a Toy Yoda so when some bastard are boasting about their ownership of a car, we can smirkly reply,"Well, for your information, I have a Toy Yoda (Toyota)".
Posted at 11:39 AM by missjellybeano/">missjellybeano | 2 beanoes