My Life.My Style

It’s 2.36 A.M. and I’ve spent the past half hr dng tests. not past yr exams, not so hardwrking. Tests as in personality tests. I’ve always loved dng them (v addictive, u juz do one aft another) but nw, I’m tryin to appreciate all the psychological elements behind these tests (dat makes a gd excuse rite?).

                1. The art work dat best decribes me:

You Are Best Described By…

The Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh ( My fav artwork by chance =] ) 2. How girly am I:

You Are 44% Girly

You’re a little girly, a little boyish, and probably a whole lot indie. You have your own unique style, and it pretty much defies gender lines.

               Damn i juz knew it. I’m no girly girl with lace n frills!

               3. How nerdy am I:

You Are 4% Nerdy

You are definitely not nerdy - in fact, you probably don’t know any nerds. You probably care a little too much about your image. No one will know if you secretly watch Star Trek reruns!

               No worries, I have my geek glasses =]

               4.Do I follow Heart or Mind:

You Follow Your Heart

You’re romantic, sentimental, and emotional. You tend to fall in (and out of) love very quickly. Some may call you fickle, but you can’t help where your emotions take you. You’ve definitely broken a few hearts, but you’re not a heartbreaker by nature. Your intentions are always good, even if they change with the wind

               Sigh.. Pls read selectively =]

               5. My fashion style:

Your Fashion Style is Urban

You’ve got a style all your own… and it works Not too trendy, not too freaky - you’ve got streetwear down to a science You always look cute and put together, but keep it comfortable too You’re the type of girl that creates trends and inspires others to be funky

               I definitely hope so =\

               6. How spoiled am I:

You Are 28% Spoiled

You’re barely spoiled. You may have some nice things, but you never let them go to your head. You appreciate each gift you’re given - and you don’t dwell on what you "deserve" to have.

               I was betting on sth higher =X

              7. What part of me is hidden from others:

The Part of You That No One Sees

You are passionate, romantic, and emotional. You put love first in your life, even though you have often been disappointed by it. You expect to be swept of your feet, and you never expect infatuation to die out. Underneath it all, you are scared that you aren’t lovable. Your insecurity has ruined many relationships, as you are unable to see the love that’s really there. You are secretly afraid of being alone. Confronting your insecurities is incredibly painful.

               This test is definitely psychoanalysis in nature coz u nd to view an ambiguous image. Din really buy into psychoanaysis but… HATE to admit, it’s freakin true! =(

And I spent another 15 mins bloggin dis… nono, im not wasting time, it’s for psych… =|

**2 more papers n no mood to study! -_-

Sat was packed to the brim.. 9am-11pm

Went bk to SR for College Anniversary

*I din noe it was a formal event =( I even wore my Chingay Tee w Shorts!*

See how glam my darling was… like Goddess =] i love.

My main purpose was to go n catch the dance team’s SYF performance - Gold with Honours~! nice.. but had to endure the speeches n the prize presentations zzZZ..

Aft dat rushed bk to church for Youth - GAMES DAY! The kids r violent i tell u… Xiu Hao injured her fingure n it SWELLED like mad.

And I rushed again for Granny’s Bday celeb. 1 hr to prepare ok! had to line my eyes in da-ge’s car -_-

But the food ahh… totally worth the rush!! Ala Carte Buffet at Paramount =D so i chose my dress properly - made sure it hides any sign of tummy  hurhur =]

*she did dat 5 times b4 all the candles went out*

*confetti bcoz dere was a weddin dwnstairs. And the kids juz wan to go dwnstairs, pick up all the confetti n bring them up in their pockets*

These are our top 3 fav desserts (part of buffet = unlimited).

1.Herbal Jelly 2.Honey Dew Sago 3.Almond jelly w Longan

But the best, is when u mix them up.

Tried n tested by Linda (look how satisfied she is…)

See, it’s true, desserts make girls happy. Especially pretty girls xD

ahh… it’s really nice to spend some time w the family like dis, especially such joyous occasion =] Long Live Grandma!! X)

*Im putting up many2 pix here so dat i wun overload my frenster photos further*

"Love is when you give someone the power to hurt you but trust them not to."

Damn rite it is.

Wad seemed like a normal, dreary monday morn, turned out to be far from dat in VTec.

I’ve been close on the news of the campus shoot-off, watching and reading as the police gather more info on the killer. Korean guy. Loner. Lit student. Senior yr. Dat was all they got on tues.

Mum n I were tokin abt it, and we concluded dat he must be facin some stress or really -ve things. Depression perhaps.

And true enuf, depression.

I rmbed my Psych lectures, and all the qns we asked.

Was he inherently bad? Did sth pushed him to a state of devastation? Was it his mind, his thots? Wad WAS in his mind? Was he hearin ‘voices’ to tell him to carry out a massacre? Was it pent-up frustrations? Was he discriminated? Was it social pressure?

Scary isn’t it.

How things like pent-up frustrations, grieving thots and the way one is treated by others can drive a person to such extent.

34 lives..

And not just dat 34 lives. But the lives of their families, relatives, frens, loved ones and the entire sch population. None, I believe, are not affected.

I just hope that the ones affected will haf the strength to carry on. and may peace be with the ones dat are gone.

Now we wait as the police try to find out the motive behind the shoot-off. Thru his words perhaps. For he was a lit student.

And i wonder.. wad wld have happened if dere was s’one, juz one person, dat he could talk to.

Dat day I asked her.

"Wad will u do, if u can step out of my mirror?"

"I’ll live a life u never did."

She stared in my eyes and continued to speak.

"I’ll take the chances u din dare to take,

I’ll make the choices u were too scared to make,

I’ll open doors u left shut tight,

I’ll complete all the things u’ve left aside,

I’ll trot on paths u chose to ignore,

I’ll do it my way and I’ll be strong,

I’ll be bold enuf to live ur dreams,

I’ll be the person u wanted to be."

And she smiled a little,

" Now wad will u do, if u can step out of MY mirror?"

                                                                                                    Blame it on the books I’ve read as a kid, and partly oso my imaginative mind, but once in a while, I’d wonder, "what’s it like on the other side of the mirror? Does my reflection have the same charater as me? Or maybe I’m the reflection not her."

It sounds silly, but it’s dat uncertainty in dis world and the limitation of our knowledge dat makes me believe dat all these may just be possible.

Den again, maybe I’m just childish at heart

I took more den 2 hrs to get home frm sch 2day.

Clementi to amk, but through a much much longer way. I took it once. The journey seemed shorter then.. 

My ipod plugged in, lost in my own world of music and sights.

Top deck, left side, window seat, 5th from the back. Feels like it, coz i din really counted the last time.

I think i took the bus ard the same time the other time. I can only rmb that the colour of the sky’s abt the same..

And i juz sat dere and let the bus retrace the very same route.

I was tired, my eyes grew heavy for a few times.. but when they close, sight gave way to thoughts.

Not wad i needed den. I have quite enuf on my mind.

I wanted to look at the places it passed by, just for one more time. Coz i dun think i ever wanna tk dat bus again. Clementi all the way to amk.

That emptiness im feelin, keeps remindin me dat sth’s missing.. different from the last time.

Ppl came on and off the bus. At times, s’one sat nxt to me, some other time, i was all alone; with the songs, and the sights.

Sth IS missing.. or isit juz different? Not sure..

By the time I reached amk, it’s alrdy dark. 8+, gng 9.

I pressed the bell and got off, but not w/o some balancing act, trying to grab hold of the handles ard.

I watched the bus move off b4 startin on my walk hm.

Damn. I juz wasted 2 over hrs.

And wad was dat feeling dat kept buggin me?

Rite. It WAS different.

The 1st time i took the bus, it was a mistake.

This time, I chose to take it.

The 1st time, I was talking.

This time, I was listening.

The 1st time, I was missing out, concentrating on sth else.

This time, i took in all the sights.

The 1st time, no one else came to sit beside me.

This time, I was aware who was by my side.

The 1st time, i had no struggle in getting off, i noe i wun fall.

This time, I got off on my own. Struggled, but i was still safe.

The 1st time, I took the bus bcoz u were dere.

U assured me that it will get us to whr we wanna go, dat u’ll be dere, to sit beside me, talk to me, hold me tite, kp me safe. So i took it, i dun mind the distance, i dun mind the time. Bcoz u promised.

U’re rite.

U did all that u promised, but the bus din get us whr we wanna go.

So this time. I’m takin the bus myself.

“He died on the cross for us,”

And so I’ve read and heard.

But I didn’t feel the impact in my heart,

Coz I din know how badly it could hurt.

I forgot that He was God,

But also completely man,

When He prayed to God to remove the cup,

Yet willingly obeyed His plan.

The whips on His body,

Hooks tearing His skin.

He was covered with blood,

Of righteousness, not sin.

As the hammer slammed,

The nail pierced in.

Look at your own hand,

And imagine the scene.

The sharp pointed edge,

Cutting through His flesh,

Pierced out from the other side,

And through the thick wooden plank.

Metal, sweat,

Flesh and blood,

With splinters of wood -

All mixed up.

No, that wasn’t enough,

Three times it went,

Flesh and Blood,

Metal and sweat.

They pulled up the cross,

It stood with a jerk.

Imagine the pain,

As He hung by the nails.

Sun and rain,

Rain and Sun.

Heat on His skin,

Blood dripped on the ground.

The clouds rolled in,

The sky turned dark,

“It is accomplished.”

He had finished His task.