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:: Monday, September 29, 2003 ::

today's driving was a disaster. my instructor is either 1. on andropause or 2. having pms. but well i'm not too sure. either that or he hates me, my face or maybe my race. not being racist here but one of the thoughts was seriously that.
so yea i hit the kerb a few times doing the narrow courses today, so what. he still passed me and i still learnt. but that was only after things like 'why did you mount the kerb?' like what kind of question is that. 'because i went too fast.' 'then?'
geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. i paid you to teach me not to be a horrible man.
but anyway he made me realise something. that i don't know my basics. like moving off whichever lane on the road you gotta use the right signal. and my slack, nice instructor didn't teach me any of that! he didn't even teach me how to change tyres, how to control my speed with clutch control!
i feel cheated.

:: kiathy. 11:38 pm [+] ::
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:: Sunday, September 28, 2003 ::
it's almost october. and so it's almost the end of the year. well today's 28th september, and my dad has just nearly turned 50. nearly. so his age is probably around 50. but i won't reveal it lest someone use it to find out my mum's age. hahaha.

and my friend turned 19 today. it's his birthday too. so happy birthday to everyone else who became a year older today.

i realise that i still have an affection for school. haha. more of an affection for the college rather than school itself i guess. and well i guess it's a long and winding road to university, after which i can catch up on studying and stuff, but then junior college is a part that i've missed and never will experience again. so maybe college was all about choir for me. but i don't think so, being an active idiot being an orientation leader and such, i guess it means more than the choir to me. it's kinda dumb but yea after nearly a year away, i still miss school. alot! sigh.

open house is coming yet again. oct 18 this year. i'll be there i guess. like the past 3 years i've been there already. hohoho. merry x'mas is here soon too! maybe it's only because i've been singing carols for the alumni choir ( victoria chorale a.k.a. vc) i just joined. so it's a false sense of happiness. but it's a good distraction. i love christmas. totally love it. don't know why. not a christian or another, but i guess the joy's in the air. the spirit of giving. oh well. 2 mths and counting.

:: kiathy. 2:59 pm [+] ::
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:: Friday, September 26, 2003 ::
i feel. deflated. i've tried too hard.

:: kiathy. 12:01 am [+] ::
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:: Thursday, September 25, 2003 ::

SEPT 24, 2003
'Teechr, why do we nee spling lsons?'
By Alfred Lee
STRAITS TIMES EUROPE BUREAU

LNDOON - It deosn't mttaer in waht odrer the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny ipmoertnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteres are in the rghit pclae, aoccdrnig to Birtsih rscheerechs.

The ltteres 'inside' the wrod can be jmulbed up, but you can siltl raed it wouthit a porbelm.

The reason: the amazing agility of the human brain to decipher jumbled letters inside a word.

As shown in the first two sentences, once the first and last letters are in place, the brain is able to speedily decode the mess based on words it is familiar with.

It appears the brain does not read every letter by itself, in order. It reads a word as a whole and then, faster than any computer, tells the reader what the word is, or should be.

This particular form of mental gymnastics is the latest craze to hit the Internet. Examples of what appears initially to be just gobbledygook are hitting websites, and are being sent in thousands of e-mail messages.

Nobody knows how it started although it is not a new discovery. A British psychology student wrote a PhD thesis on it 27 years ago.

Dr Graham Rawlinson, now aged 54, said: 'I am amazed that findings from my thesis have come up after all these years...

'My findings indicate that people have some kind of computer processor in their brains which can pick up letters in a word and sort them out in the proper order instantly, to conform with words they have seen before.'

Dr Rosaleen McCarthy, a neuro-psychology lecturer at Britain's Cambridge University, attributes this ability to the fusiform gyrus, which lies in the left part of the brain.

She said: 'Our brains are probably even better and more adept and more sophisticated than Dr Rawlinson has found.

'It may not be even absolutely critical that the first and last letters are in place and certainly, the brain can figure out words even if letters are missing.

'The brain wants to find the meaning of a sentence, not its phonetics.'

So, students may ask: 'Teechr, why do we nee spling lsons if you can make sesne of tehse wdros?'

Headmistress Enid Gillespie of Bevenden English College told The Straits Times: 'The need for classical English will never disappear.

'Would William Shakespeare ever have written, 'I cmoe to bruy Cesaar, not to parsie him?' '


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Copyright @ 2003 Singapore Press Holdings. All rights reserved.


:: kiathy. 9:40 pm [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, September 23, 2003 ::
hiho world. so i haven't posted in a long time besides all those crap listed below. and i'll start today.

it just happens that saturday wasn't a feel good day. so nothing much to post about there. and so wasn't sunday, monday, etc etc etc. just that etc's not a good thing to do cos today's only tuesday. but well my boss wasn't in today so i left camp at 3 pm. which really sounds early, but i only left boon lay mrt, the nearest mrt station to my camp, at 350 pm. what kind of world class transport system do we have, when after walking for 10 mins to the bus stop, i wait 20 mins for the bus, and 15 mins for the ride to the train station? what a torment. 50 mins just to leave that part of singapore. urgh.

and so i'm taking driving lessons. i'm going well except for checking of blind spots. if everything goes smoothly, i'll complete my lessons in 3 weeks. which is way too soon, because i haven't taken nor passed my advance theory test, and i have to go through all the lessons crap within the centre before i can take it. like man can't i just pay 6 bucks and have my test?

:: kiathy. 9:44 pm [+] ::
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:: Sunday, September 21, 2003 ::
My inner child is sixteen years old today

My inner child is sixteen years old!


Life's not fair! It's never been fair, but while
adults might just accept that, I know
something's gotta change. And it's gonna
change, just as soon as I become an adult and
get some power of my own.


How Old is Your Inner Child?
brought to you by Quizilla



why the hell am i only 16.


:: kiathy. 9:30 pm [+] ::
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i like this. thanks to thetabworld.com.


Coldplay - We never change

Intro:
F#m E F#m E

F#m E
I wanna live life and never be cruel,
F#m E
I wanna live life and be good to you.

Bm F#m E
I wanna fly, and never come down,
Bm F#m E
And live my life, and have friends around.

CHORUS:
Asus2 C#m7
We never change, do we? No, no.
Asus2 C#m7
We never learn, do we?
Bm F#m E
So I wanna live, in a wooden house,

F#m E
I wanna live life and always be true,
F#m E
I wanna live life and be good to you,
Bm F#m E
And I wanna fly, and never come down,
Bm F#m E
And live my life, and have friends around.

Asus2 C#m7
We never change, do we? No, no.
Asus2 C#m7
We never learn, do we?
Bm F#m E
So I wanna live, in a wooden house,
Bm F#m E
Where making more friends would be easy.

Bm E
Oh and I don't have a soul to save,
Bm E
Yes, and I sin every single day,
Bm F#m E
We never change, do we?
Bm F#m E
We never learned do we?

Bm F#m E Bm
So, I wanna live in a wooden house,
Bm F#m Dsus2 Bsus2
Where making more friends would be ea - sy,
Bm F#m E Bm
I wanna live where the sun comes out.

:: kiathy. 9:10 pm [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, September 16, 2003 ::
actually i posted alot of shit but it didn't get saved. i wonder how this blogger save thing works cos apparently it doesn't.

:: kiathy. 8:30 pm [+] ::
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:: Monday, September 15, 2003 ::
well i haven't had work for the past 4 days. like i've been on off since friday, and friday night-saturday afternoon was spent at my classmate's house, while sunday was spent at the adidas warehouse sale where i got great wears like the red shoes pictured below.

a friend's leaving today, and it feels kinda weird. like she'll be the first of the people that i talk to who'll leave this land for a long time. i wonder who's next. i know eugene's going in 2 years' time. and then whoever to wherever. maybe it's finally getting to reality, where people travel elsewhere in search of better fortunes and better lives, just like we studied where in the good old days people travelled to improve their lives, and that resulted in the formation of this little red dot of singapore.

so i guess reality hurts. some day people around me will stay, some will go. that's the reality of life i guess, all in the name of seeking supposedly better lives. the grass is always greener on the other side. so where does that leave this side? hmm.


:: kiathy. 10:49 pm [+] ::
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my new red shoes!

:: kiathy. 10:30 pm [+] ::
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:: Friday, September 12, 2003 ::
hmmm. what's happened to blogger. it's changed again.

hello hello. actually i've had quite alot of stuff happenin the past week. today's friday already, and the last post was monday. so i guess within this space of about 4 days, alot of stuff should have happened. but i don't exactly remember alot of them. oh i've started my driving lessons already. spent 100 mins turning left the other day, and another 100 minutes turning right 2 days later. today i'm gonna spend 100 minutes doing slopes. it's so irritatingly slow now. urgh.

:: kiathy. 1:35 pm [+] ::
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:: Monday, September 08, 2003 ::
for all the sick kids in the world - brainrape.

haha ok it's just a cartoon brainrape's too strong a word for it. all thanks to evelyn. she's so sick.

brainrape's the saf. oops.

:: kiathy. 10:33 pm [+] ::
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who draws the crowds who plays so loud baby it's the dooberman.

:: kiathy. 9:38 pm [+] ::
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guess who's back. back again. doober's back. be afraid.

i'm so self amusing!


:: kiathy. 9:36 pm [+] ::
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:: Sunday, September 07, 2003 ::
White Christmas - Bing Cosby

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the tree-tops glisten,
And children listen
To hear sleighbells in the snow.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write,
"May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white".

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the tree-tops glisten,
And children listen
To hear sleighbells in the snow.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write,
"May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white".

:: kiathy. 9:05 pm [+] ::
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hmm i got the stupid blaster worm thing recently, but it didn't make my computer reboot on its own, just slowed it down alot. for those who're not developed enough to purchase a full original copy of some antivirus programme, i recommend this.

just wondering. is opening a new window everytime someone clicks on a link on my blog irritating? cos i've set it such that all links will open in a new window. yeaps. comments comments comments pls.

:: kiathy. 2:54 pm [+] ::
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hmm. wonder why most of my friends' blogs have headings before every post. but i'll do away with them.

oh well i think blogger went kinda down yesterday because attempts to access blogs were redirected to sirsearch.com. kinda irritating but it got back to normal after awhile.

i caught pirates of the caribbean yesterday. it was a really good movie, recommended for all. okay i don't know what to write about it but yea it's good go watch it if you can.

:: kiathy. 2:48 pm [+] ::
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:: Friday, September 05, 2003 ::
i like this song.

Hey Jude
Don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey Jude
Don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you'll begin to make it better

And anytime you feel the pain
Hey Jude refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool
Who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
La Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

Hey Jude
Don't let me down
You have found her
Now go and get her
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
So let it out and let it in
Hey Jude begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you
Hey Jude you do
The movement you need is on your shoulders
La Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na yeah

Hey Jude
Don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better, better, better, better, better, better, better
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Hey Jude) X18

:: kiathy. 7:59 pm [+] ::
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hmm got this from an email. food for thought i guess.

A PERSPECTIVE.......WORTH PONDERING !!!

 

If we could shrink the earth's population to a village of precisely 100
people, with all the existing human
ratios remaining the same, it would look something like the following:

There would be:
57 Asians
21 Europeans
14 from the Western Hemisphere, both north and south
8 Africans

52 would be female
48 would be male

70 would be non-white
30 would be white

70 would be non-Christian
30 would be Christian

89 would be heterosexual
11 would be homosexual

6 people would possess 59% of the entire world's wealth.

80 would live in substandard housing


70 would be unable to read


50 would suffer from malnutrition


1 would be near death; 1 would be near birth


1 (yes, only 1) would have a college education


1 would own a computer

When one considers our world from such a compressed perspective, the need
for acceptance, understanding and education becomes glaringly apparent.


The following is also something to ponder...

If you woke up this morning with more health than illness...  you are more
blessed than the million who will not survive this week.

If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of
imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation. You are
ahead of 500 million people in the world.

If you can attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest,
torture, or death...you are more
blessed than three billion people in the world.

If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead
and a place to sleep...you are richer than 75% of this world.

G>If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish
someplace you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.

If your parents are still alive and still married ... you are very rare

If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that
someone was thinking of you,
and furthermore, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the
world that cannot read at
all.

Someone once said: What goes around comes around.

Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like no-one's watching.
Sing like no-one's listening.
Live like it's Heaven on Earth.

Pass this on, and brighten someone's day. Nothing will happen if you do not decide to pass it along.
The only thing that will happen, if you DO pass it on, is that someone might smile because of you.




:: kiathy. 6:50 pm [+] ::
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:: Thursday, September 04, 2003 ::
i 've updated my links. well actually i renamed them. i like my new names really!

:: kiathy. 9:46 pm [+] ::
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:: Wednesday, September 03, 2003 ::
woah. it's good.

You're an ESFP
ESFP
You're a fun-loving outgoing person and are naturally drawn to people...you are quite enthusiastic and exuberant...and usually well-liked by others.. you're good at meeting people and helping them enjoy themselves...you are sympathetic towards people and generous with your time and money. You wanna be where the action is and will see things in your own special way...

You're aware what is going on around you and notice stuff that others miss. You're popular and gregarious and are often busy in social stuff...you are instigators of activity and like to be "where the action is..."...you like laughing at yourself and others....you like to help others and often join organizations that letcha do that..if you work as a teenager, chances are that you'll take a job that lets you interact with others (gift shop, waiter, anywhere you can charm or shmooze)....you're "on stage" often...

You're the eternal optimist, and always seem to land on your feet, somehow. (gee, all this stuff shows you might be good in the Storm Palace pubs..) you can interact with people of all ages, backgrounds or types with no problem.. you learn best when you can interact with others and DO things, not just observe or listen about 'em... Teachers are the key to your success.. they have to care about you for you to want to do well..

You don't like conflict or intellectual arguments...you don't like learning by sitting quietly by yourself and reading some boring abstract stuff..."how does it relate to my day-to-day life?!" You know how to motivate others to get the job done...you can link together people and resources...you'd probably be happy being a coach or a receptionist or a therapist...anywhere you could help people and be responsive to 'em...you don't impose your will.

You like teamwork...you can get caught up in others' emotions.. your style is inclusive and allowing others to participate in the decisions..you don't need to suck up all the glory...you like to take breaks and relax..you love being active and going out and doing things with friends...

You're fun to be with and bring enjoyment to situations...you find fun in the moment...your friends are VERY important to you, and I'll bet you tell 'em so and let 'em know it somehow...you like to reach out and touch the lives of others...you like to share your values with those you love... you might move in or out of a relationship depending if it "feels" comfortable..you get kinda hampered with disapproval.. you can overwhelm your partner with all this affection and stuff...when there's a breakup, you can move on and get over it quickly, surrounding yourself with your friends...

Be careful on these: don't spend too much time socializing and not enough on the task at hand. You'll probably talk on the phone rather than work. Also, don't forget to finish what you start..get some planning skills and time management...don't ignore the logical facts, as much as you'd rather go by subjective stuff...finally, don't be so action-oriented that you forget to plan ahead...

ESFP: "Extra Special Friendly Person"

:: kiathy. 11:19 pm [+] ::
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you've been punked.

can the real world be reel life? hmm. of course it can. but u'll need a giant roll of film to finish filming your whole life. and nobody would watch it cos it'd be too long to finish and they'd spend probably their whole life watching yr reel life. hmm.

:: kiathy. 7:20 pm [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, September 02, 2003 ::
hello world. today i was out and some things just struck me as i was snailing around city hall while waiting for friends. and so i noted them down on my mobile so as to post about them here. kinda dumb ya but i really forgot what i was thinking of like 5 mins after i saved it in my phone. and so it was there to save me.

1stly. i used the word fickle to remember what i thought of. so fickle. yep people are so fickle, maybe i am fickle minded. but i went out feeling good and happy and maybe more self confident. but as the minutes went by and things happen, you begin to immerse yourself in your own imagination. things like 'what's that person there thinking bout when he/she saw me, is there anything wrong with my shirt, my hair, my pants? etc etc.' so self consciousness sets in. and when that happens, one usually succumbs to paranoia. don't ask me why can't i think of the good things that pple are maybe thinking bout me, simply because that's too good to be true.

2ndly. i think at this age of mine, i'm beginning to try to guess people's age. as in the older pple, not the kids, because nobody seems to be too old to be appreciated aesthetically anymore. wonder if anyone got that. but yea when i look at pple nowadays, it's looking at someone and wondering 'hmm is the person older than me?', while in the past we mostly just paid attention to kids in uniform which meant a same age kinda thing. maybe i've grown too old for my own good.

so those are my 2 thoughts of the day. i think this post is damn bad though. i sound like a chinaman writing a mini essay. oops.

:: kiathy. 11:49 pm [+] ::
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