hairspray!

sorry i am going to irritate people by writing in multi-colours because hairspray is such a colourful movie! if you would like to compare the quality of songs to that of dreamgirls, nah-uh it isn't THAT phwoah, but it does makes you feel once again (as though hope has been deprived from me), that dreams do come true. it gives you the utmost joy and makes you want to jump up your constraint seat (and get messy with the popcorn of course) and dance like nikki blonsky. it is definitely a feel good movie which also has a tinge of political rhythm to it (which also ups its comedy factor).




the best thing? i didn't have to pay a cent.
all thanks to sharon, my fabulous friend who has decided on an early treat for my birthday! speaking of which, i am extremely happy to see her (we haven't seen each other a long, long time) and the best thing is that we still have endless things to talk about! it was so great to be able to do so after that hiatus.

friends like her gets me on the track. and of course, help me forget all those beowulf, wife of bath and heart of darkness (trust me, as much as you don't know what it is, ME TOO!), and just talk about absolutely everything under the sun! we need friends like this to keep you sane in the insane world. so, cheers to the great movie, and a bigger one to friendship.

and in 'mean girls' words, BFF! (best friends forever)

the beautiful greenery, the blue sky and the hungry mosquitoes
over the weekend, i conquered macritchie.

my whacky module
i have been having so much fun at my translation module! first, the professor is uber funny and vivacious. he has been reason why i look forward to my classes (though it is really early in the morning, mind you it's 930am!). unlike my previous experiences where i usually look forward to lectures because the lecturer is cute and all (come on, who doesn't like a good-looker to make your day), i actually anticipate this module the whole week because it's really fun.

here's how:
1) we learn about all the wrong translations
for e.g 女生可以到楼上试穿 is translated into English as "Ladies may have a fit upstairs" (fit as in seizure/epilepsy fits etc)

2) we learn about completely insincere translations
for e.g someone having "shit" as a surname; because it sounds like "xu" (it was after WWII when they went for registration and everybody just wants to get their jobs done)

3) we learn about the condescending greetings
for e.g in the past, "my name is..." is 贱姓 because chinese are supposed to be inferior. an e.g of a sentence "I am Zhang. Could I have your name?" in ancient china it is "贱姓张, 请问尊客贵姓?" (totally degrading, isn't it?)

however, having fun is just one thing. i am going to have exams and i am so not confident in my chinese! wo yao yong hanyu pinyin xie!!!

but come what may, here's a big shout-out to my favourite lecturer in ntu, prof goh (p.s i am not bootlicking cos he won't be able to see this anyway, he's 60+ this year!).

superiority
Dear Student,
After assessing the reasons that you have stated, we regret that we are unable to accede to your request. Thank you.

Sincerely,
Office of Academic Services

a brief idea of how my appeal looked like

here's the kick; you thought it's all gone. all done. rejected appeal. whatever eh? guess what? phwoah! got an email from the office asking me if i am still interested in the place i appealed for! the option thrusted to me gave me such adrenaline rush! i'm actually given a choice!

but yeah, as much as i want to take up the module (as i am given the option now... HAHA!), i can't because i am already taking 6 modules. but well, i OFFICIALLY got ALL the modules i want! i'm lovin' it!

swallow my words
God is so good i have no idea what to say. so i am not going to say more.

I GOT ALL THE MODULES I WANT!

alright, technically, i got only two of which i appealed for. the module on drama and performance was rejected though (well, who cares about studying drama and performance). but this does not matter when i have the Translation module and the Linguistics module which i have even dreamt of taking! this is so SO SOOOOO (in shumin's style) exciting!

you have no idea: i have a 4day-week, a nicely packed and proper timetable and no just-lectures day (which will completely stop me from ponning, which is a good thing, which i should give thanks for, which i should totally convince myself it's a thanksgiving)!

epiphany at the saloon
i did a fantastically courageous act on a sunday morning (no less), that has probably changed a certain course of my life. you have no idea how major a struggle it was. but yeah, i did it!

i highlighted my hair today!

i did this forbidden act at an awkward and almost taboo place called 'mei-taiwan' which literally means 'beautiful taiwan'. not a place to sacrifice my maiden attempt definitely. i was actually pretty flabbergasted by the mediocre models plastered all over the bedraggled walls of the saloon, the peeling paint and those crying babies and old ah-mas there for their cheap haircut (sihui darl, don't worry you're excluded from this bleak picture).

you know i wish i have a picture of my hairdo now, but i don't. i tell you, never judge a pathetic neighbourhood saloon by the bad layout. that place is a guru of the beauty industry man! i LOVE my brown streaks and those cute bob resting on my little (with that, i mean it's relatively huge) head.

many atimes, we see things from its exterior (and probably it's lousy posters). but behind it may lie an astonishing beauty waiting for us to discover and relish in.

i love beautiful taiwan. do you?

start of something new
well, i've finally began my long winding journey of my undergraduate studies. tutorials and lectures blablablah. a big milo truck, a couple of nus crasher chicks, busy cca fair and notes printing.

it's not a bad start afterall.

i am so screwed
i really do not mean to criticise. so, forgive me if i sound completely berserk and irritable. WHY CAN'T I JUST HAVE THE MODULES I WANT!???!?!?!

this is getting on my nerves. i am not asking for a perfect timetable where every lectures and tutorials are nicely packed into a proper (wickedly cool!) four-days week. i am not asking for a late morning, early afternoon release day. i am not asking for a non-tutorials day (so that i can pon lectures). and now, i am crazy to a point where i am not even asking for something easy to take. I AM NOT ASKING FOR ANYTHING!

GIVE ME THE MODULES I WANT!

*postscipt; i am just a simple, young, innocent undergraduate planning a nincompoop, irrational timetable.

my first lecture in ntu
and i was late!!!!!

i have my beloved friend, LOLA WEE to thank for this. nonetheless, we were still not the latest! come what may, i truly enjoy the good-looking lecturer, fantastic air-conditional, crazy (and comic-porn-reading) seniors, and completely uniteresting lecture (so that i could spend my time marking my tuition girls' essay).

we have to read the 'odours of chrysanthemums' by D.H.Lawrence before this lecture! and guess what? i read it when i was in sec3! that was such a blatant insult to my intellect. ain't complaining when it comes to homework though. now, i have an edge above the rest! GPA 4.92 here i come!

argh.
we didn't/did go for the welcome party by the seniors (we had our names ticked then we went off from the backdoor haha). i don't know. the people just look a little arrogant and crony. i was pretty demoralised (yes, sarah the social butterfly is no more!) and very disappointed. i need a cca soon. and yes, i need to pray more!

being anti-orientation (cos we're too cool for it) comes with a price. you don't meet as many people. but i am going to get it through. fear is inevitable, however i am not going to let it control me. whee, i am more than a conqueror!

wenqi, the good catch.
see, i promised to do this (so yeah, you can just skip this section). HAHA, i am joking. kudos to this bro of mine who helped a great deal on sunday. THANKS, BRO! you know, when it comes to needing help, i'll always remember him (and the first person we/i will call will be him!). he renders his help like nobody's business. and that is a great attribute. but don't worry, i ain't interested in him. wenqi, is a good catch. so, to all the girls out there, HE IS RICH TOO!

'looks' over 'you'
never go out with a boy who says that he is only attracted to your personality and not your looks. because experience tells us that he is probably a big fat liar who will probably lie to you for the rest of your life. who told me this? a sage called 'history'.

indeed, after much debate and speculation (or was there even any?), looks are definitely important. and girls are usually the ones exploited cunningly by devious boys hungry for perfect aesthetics. with that, i literally mean 36-24-32.

this blog entry is SO inspired by an entity too malicious to be mention (no, he's not voldemort). HAHA! i'm kidding. this particular friend of mine is just REALLY into appearance, packaging and 36-24-32. i mean, how can i blame him? he represents the whole category of 'males'!

looks matter. but it's definitely not a determining factor over your worth. how much you are worth technically means how valued you are by people around you, how respected and treasured you are by friends and families alike. and it is definitely your personality that will ascertain your worth.

and to me, this is much more important than how pretty your face is. take note, boys!

celebration
oh, our bro, raymond got a job today! we are so so so happy for him! praise the Lord! and considering the time (it's less than a month after he ORD), we have so much to praise God for. that is such an amazing grace which i cannot help but share! 3 cheers for God (and of course, raymond)! congratulations, yeah?

we say it again, it is not poisonous.
we baked and we cooked, and baked and cooked and baked and cooked today @ chuanyan's place. it was good fun as we slogged hard for our own meals. not that we actually cared anyway, with that great company we had.

we magically conjured spaghetti (and the Great Sauce), eggish-garlicish meat, cheesecake, banana muffins and pork chop! and some heartless chaps bought finger foods, laksa and chwee kueh (do you spell it like that?) from old chang kee and kovan foodcourt. sounds delicious? yeah, it was, indeed.

we should have more of such gatherings.