I screwed up the accounting papaer. That's it. I am a loser.
On the same day of the last paper I went to watch movie with my family during the evening hours.
Sis and I watched 'My Brother', while my parents watched 'Elektra'. We chose the time slot which is close.
When we came out, my mood wasn't that pleasant because 'My Brother' was sort of a depressing movie. Then, my parents were like so hyper. One kept on recounting how great and exciting the movie was, while the other praised the female lead's fighting skills.
On that same day, I dropped by CD-RAMA, in hope to catch a glimpse of Taufik's album before deciding if I should buy it or wait for a second edition. I honestly think the record label sucks. They don't seem sincere to promote and market Taufik properly while the latter is so earnest to share his passion in music with his fans. Sucks. All the record label seems to care about is money, money, money.
Then, my sis spotted the 'Incomparable to Jay Chou' concert CD and MV vcd. I was like 'WAH!!!!!!!!!!'- Have been waiting for this MV VCD since ages and its out at last just when I thought it won't!!
So in the end instead of buying Taufik's album, I bought Jay's. LOL.
But the concert cds and music videos are excellent. MV's great and Jay can act. In addition, his rendition of Jolin's 'Dao Dai' rocks.
I am glad there's this one week break to 'escape' from school and stress. I rented 'the outsiders 2' series to watch and I think the underworld sort of rocks though its silly to join one. But its kind of cool slashing and killing and seeing blood rather than studying law and rushing to meet project deadlines.
Because 'The outsiders 1' involves Blue, I have no desire to watch it. LOL.. straightaway watch the sequel. So far, its not bad.
Yucks! The creative writing assignment 2 and 3 are such a BIG turn-off - spoil my one week break.
... seen through it and moved on.
Friday, January 21, 2005
1/21/2005 01:23:00 AM
The movie 'My Brother' was so intense it brought tears to my eyes. With a heavy feeling of gloom I left the threatre when the credits rolled in.
It was a story about two biological brothers brought up in a single parent family. Their father died when they were merely kids. The two brother were one year old apart.
Seong Hyeon, the elder one was born imperfect - a cleft lip. Thus, their mother paid 90 percent of her attention to him and neglected the younger one, Jong Hyeon.
Often, their mother scrimped and saved in order to raise money for Seong Hyeon's operation.
Seong Hyeon, the elder one though born imperfect exceled in his studies and was a genius at poetry. For Jong Hyeon, he was defiant and rebellious. One was quiet while the other, loud. Both brothers couldn't click on well but they weren't enemies either.
Time passed and they grew from kids to teens. They attended the same school and the same class. Often, Jong Hyeon gets into fights. There was once when he was injured terribly and Seong Hyeon dashed in to his resuce. In the end, both suffered injuries. Mother was disappointed and her heart cracked. Why were her children so disobedient?
But still, she said -
"In future, if anyone hits any of you, be sure that the other one hits that person back. The both of you shall unite and fight that enemy together. No one should be battling alone. That's what brothers are for."
Deep inside their hearts, both brothers cared a lot for their mother.
Though on the surface their mother tend to care more for Seong Hyeon, she loved Jong Hyeon the same.
They graduated from high school and with excellent academics Seong Hyeon entered a university in Seoul, pursuing a degree in medical. For Jong Hyeon who failed his exams, he remained in Korea with mother.
Time passes and mother was cheated of her money and in deseparation to take care of the finances, Jong Hyeon, who saw no point in studying quit school secretly. He turned to work for an underworld leader by collecting debts from him.
Then, elder brother Seong Hyeon returns from Seoul during the vacation and by accident learns about it. He advised that Jong Hyeon resigned from the gang as it does him no good.
Angry, Jong Hyeon spat back - "You are so selfish! You only care about your studies and what about mom? All these years she has been paying too much attention to your studies, mony for your surgeries she neglected her health!"
Their dispute drew their mother's attention and she scolded them, heart throbbed at the argument between the siblings. The neglected Jong Hyeon retorted - "Since all these years you are always so concerned about Seong Hyeon, why give birth to me? What is the purpose of my existence when you can't seem or don't even bother to take note of my existence?"
Tears stung his eyes when a slap from his mother throbbed his cheeks.
Later that night when Jong Hyeon wasn't around, mother told Seong Hyeon - "I care more for you not because I am biased. But because you have a weaker personality than Jong Hyeon. Your younger brother is brave and strong therefore, I need not worry about him getting bullied."
....... Ok ok.. I shall not continue blabbling in case I spoil the story but its really a nice story and a touching one, especially the ending part when Jong Hyeon misses his elder brother, Seong Hyeon badly.. As usual, Korea movies never have 100% happy ending.
Go find the ending yourself if you are interested. The story is too long to narrate.
Won Bin has once again proved he isn't just a pretty face. But he has the talent. Misery gripped me when he shed tears at the ending part, talking to the sky, where his brother was at during that point of time - Heaven.
Yes,Seong Hyeon died in the end and that was when Jong Hyeon realised how empty his heart was without a brother to call his own. Upon the departure of Seong Hyeon from Earth, their mother was driven mad by grief. Though Seong Hyeon was always quiet, gentle and more on the low profile, the whole house felt lifeless and silent without him.
Jong Hyeon, the younger one said in his thoughts -
"Although I would never be able to fill in the existence of Seong Hyeon, but all that I can do now is to try my best to do it. That's the only thing I can do for my brother."
... seen through it and moved on.
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
1/19/2005 06:57:00 PM
Actually, I miss a lot of things in life.
Those memories, be it happy or sad are hard to forget moreover to let go.
I miss life in Pasir Ris where the days passed by carefreely and time doesn't seem to rush.
I miss hanging out in Loyang Point with Siew Wen.
I miss taking Bus. 359.
I miss a life where my parents were at work and I would be all alone at home till evening.
I miss the bee-hoon at One-Stop minimart.
I miss those F4 posters on my wall of my room of my old house in Pasir Ris.
I miss hanging out at the Pasir Ris Central Mac with my friends after school.
I miss the naggings by Mdm Quek and Miss Phua (I must be mad).
I miss the laksa at Pasir Ris coffee shop.
I miss watching Singapore Idol.
I miss voting for Sylvester each week.
I miss Siew Wen.
I miss Joyce.
I miss Celine.
I miss Huimin.
I miss Debbie.
I miss Branda.
I miss Andelin.
And all my friends I have not been seeing for ages.
I miss being alone with no one disturbing you or bugging you.
Yada yada.. I sound like today is my last day on Earth.
But some things are stuff I still grumble or sigh about it.
It can't be help.
... seen through it and moved on.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
1/18/2005 10:17:00 PM
Should the word be 'grey' of 'grave'? Some say 'grey', while others argue it should be 'grave'?
But whatever that word in the lyrics may be, SEAL seems to be pronouncing both words... Really confused. Even Sly's version can't help. So I choose myself. I prefer 'grave' to 'grey'. It sounds more 'logical'... Argh what matters most is I like the song. ^^,
Kiss From A Rose
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, The more I get of you,
Stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave.
And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grave
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
... seen through it and moved on.
Monday, January 17, 2005
1/17/2005 10:27:00 PM
That's it. I have to find a job soon. No point asking money from my parents. It is already a guilt I am unable to support them now moreover to ask for money to do things I want, not I need. Sucks.
Parents are not our money bank. Granted, section 68 of the Women's Charter states that it is the responsibility of parents to maintain their children. But it did not say that we as children can 'suck their blood' and demand for money as we like. Sometimes, I feel so guilty asking money from my parents. It disappoints and angers me to see how some kids and teens are so seemingly insensitive of asking money from their parents and spending it on unnecessary stuffs and luxurious meals.
If we have the ability to spend, we must make sure we have equal or higher ability to earn.
If one is unable to earn as much as he or she spends, then this person ought not to spend too much. If you are spending your own earned money, then its fine. But spending your parents money senselessly? Come on, wake up.
Parents are not our money slaves.
It is all their hard earned money. It is a sin to spend their money in a wasted manner.
... seen through it and moved on.
Sunday, January 16, 2005
1/16/2005 11:06:00 PM
Finally after years of sleeping and slacking, those lions woke up.
And not only were they awake.
They managed to roar this time - LOUD and CLEAR.
Singapore won tigercup.
... seen through it and moved on.
1/16/2005 11:06:00 PM
Sometimes we make mistakes without us realising and how could we have the chance to correct ourselves if we miserably failed to spot our flaws?
People nagging, swearing, scolding, complaining.
But all their load of grumbles are projected at others, like it was never their own fault if anything bad happens.
Are you one of those kind?
Think carefully before answering.
And yeah, I am very honored to tell you that yes, you are one of that kind.
ALL human beings do that. They tend to blame on external factors when they failed to achieve something.
That includes me.
And you.
Sucks, OB is killing me mentally. (But I stand to what I just said).
**faints**
... seen through it and moved on.
Monday, January 10, 2005
1/10/2005 10:34:00 PM
Finally today Conveyancing real project 1 is slashed. Meaning, finished. Over. Final episode. This sucks. Can't believe I spent the whole freaking day just to get those letters and documents right. Waste my already wasted time!!
ROAR!!!!!!!
At the end of the day, Nisha, Nuraini , Huda and me were
mabok. Everyone said the wrong thing, wrote the wrong thing, did the wrong thing yada yada.. the list continues..
Okay lah, will spare some space for Nuraini, who long ago made several requests to me that I mention about her in my blog. No no.. **wriggles finger** not posting her name... communication breakdown the other time.. She meant to 'discuss' about her in my entries. Actually I do get what she meant but I purposely act like I don't know LOl..
So here I go **blows trumpets** What time is it? No.. no.. **shakes head** Its not tiger time.. **pengz**
But its Nuraini time!! **sets fire crackers**
After overcoming the sandal spoil and hand-stuck-in-braclet obstacle, another 'disaster' comes. More upsetting events took place in Nuraini's life. Its the first time I came across her as someone who looks rather 'blur', like she had no clue what's happening around the world.
Yes, it all happened today where everyone was so stressed up by the conveyancing, we took up more than the expected time to complete it. Especially Nuraini, who bought her Loti John, only to keep in her bag for several hours. She needed to summom all her focus on that bloody assignment she couldn't find time to rescue her growling stomach. Haha but not only her, I'm going
siao too. Wake up!!! I need to wake up too. All thanks to conveyancing, our mind is 'conveyancing' to the wacko spirits.
.*.
Was dying from extreme exhuastion and the bed became my stop the moment I reached home. Plop! And off I drifted to dreamland..
Next freaky thing: creative writing assignemnt...
This sucks.. really regret taking this CDS and I hope it doesn't cease my passion for writing.
Sucks! They made writing so systematic that your thoughts and creative juices just can't flow well. I was like
WTH? I thought this CDS would be my favourite subject this semester.. but God always have His plans.. :)
Yeah.. Shikin and I share the same sentiments...
Creative Writing isn't creative at all. Duh.
Hang on there Emilyn, you can do it... 9 more journal entries to go.. just throw in whatever sh*t you have and let that tutor treat you with a sucky grade... ^^,
ARGH.. **grabs hair**.. its Miss-squeaky voice-long winded-confusing-Linnet Ong's 9am OB tutorial tommorow. Will
DIE. Sure
Matty. Confirm hard to survive. Gotta turn in early. If not, another
mabok day this way comes..
Okay, I like
'My Lucky Charm' haha!! It has been ages since Chew Chor Meng acted in drama series and I think he rocks, together with Biren, Andrew Seow.. they are the artistes with rather remarkable acting skills. Woah, Chew Chor Meng's already 36 but he still looks as young as ever. His role as a soft-hearted Ah Beng cracks me up.
Whenever Han wei comes in screen, I can't help but laugh at times, especially his line in mandarin -
"Bu Xiang Xing Wo Yi Pa Zhang Ge Ni slap Xia Qu'!'..
LOL!!!!!!!!!!! Laugh until I peng!!!!
Okay end of my ranting.. can't believe I'm taking time to blog despite my sleepy mind... ^^,
... seen through it and moved on.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
1/08/2005 10:45:00 PM
I was typing out my journal entries due next week.
OMG 20 entries to be done.
As I typed and my thoughts flow, I realised I can't produce a decent piece of work. Something is terribly missing from every entry I drafted out. I just can't seem to get hold of the main thing. My thoughts are scattered everywhere.
I need to find that 'thing' soon.. or else my entries would turn out meaningless and those effort I put in would be futile.
... seen through it and moved on.
1/08/2005 01:21:00 AM
People hungry for powers.
People craving for dominations.
All seemingly intelligent political issues yet it is in reality very dumb and stupid.
I wonder why they seem so eager and deseprate to fight for a position in this community.
So what if you won the match?
So what if you have fame?
Yucks.
I depise this kind of fame that simply doesn't earn any respect from the crowd. If there is, it would be fake.
I'm so blessed I'm clever enough not to get myself into politics.
I might not be the best at academics but just like some of my friends and classmates, we are intelligent enough to know what's best for us.
I'm so happy I'm not involved in troublesome matters.
Its a blessing not to be in any clubs / CCAs.
Double blessing that we are not in Law Inc.
Triple blessing we are clever to avoid nonsense and live life to the fullest.
LALALALALALALA~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Any idiotic one of any law inc fanatics who wants to curse this post just do it for all I care.
LALALALALALALALA~~~~~~~~~~`
I'm happy and that's it.
... seen through it and moved on.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
1/02/2005 10:45:00 PM
Despite the odds, depsite so many negative things going on, life still continues and I realized I just have to move on.
God put me in this situation for a purpose. There must be a reason why He let me think this way that I need them no more. He must have his reasons to make me feel like being alone all of a sudden. He must have his plans for making me feel that I truly need no one by my side.
I guess He wants me to be strong and not be too dependent of others. I always tell myself its time I learn to be independent. If others are unwilling to wait for you, why pull them back? Even if they want to wait for you, why bother to let them wait?
People are getting so fake these days sometimes they just make me cringe, even those close ones around me. Yes, I chose to drift apart from them. Sometimes I just feel like shunning off from them and cancel their phonecalls. I even have the urge not to read their messages or have anything to do with the,. I guess I don't need this act of concern. Its just so fake.
Ask yourself. When you smile, are you really smiling? Or do you smile because you need to build up better impressions depsite the fact you might not like that person you're smiling at?
God create smiles to make people connect with one another.
God don't create smiles to make people 'cheat' on the other party.
... seen through it and moved on.
1/02/2005 06:21:00 PM
LIFE SUCKS.
DON'T YOU BLOODY HELL HAVE THE CHEEK TO TELL ME TO DO THINGS I HATE.
BOO!
DUH.
I WANT TO SMASH PEOPLE NOW.
I'M LIKE THAT.
THIS IS ME.
STUBBORN UNREASONABLE ME SO WHAT THE HELL CAN YOU DO TO ME?
I'M LIKE THAT AND I DON'T CARE.
THAT'S ME AND MY ATTITUDE.
... seen through it and moved on.
1/02/2005 01:45:00 PM
Its raining again.
For the past few days, the weather is gloomy.
The cold rain drops plattered against the window pane as the air turned chilly.
It feels so great to have a home.
To be sheltered off from the storm and recieve warmth.
I am lucky.
... seen through it and moved on.
Saturday, January 01, 2005
1/01/2005 01:50:00 PM
My first blog entry for year 2005.
2004 has chose a sad way to enter history but I'm always confident that after the storm comes the rainbow. Just that this current storm is a lot harsher and we have to face it no matter what.
May God watch over everyone and keep them safe.
The speed of 2004 wasn't fast. It wasn't slow either. I felt I had been living in a maze last year and I'm still trying to find my way out.
I have decided not to make any resolutions this year because fact is, I never did my part to accomplish those resolutions everytime. And half way through the year I might even forget what goals I set.
Nah, resolutions are just for the insecure ones to feel assured and confident. I don't need any resolutions to remind me to keep things in track.
I am myself and that's me.
... seen through it and moved on.