:: bachelor's notepad. ::

:: Friday, January 30, 2004 ::

decided to stop blogging for awhile because my blog's getting stale and boring. will be back soon. in the meantime check out outcast.ed, my friend's blog. it's a blast for people who understand his english and who he's blogging about.

:: kiathy. 11:43 pm [+] ::
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JAN 27, 2004
Woman shot on New Year visit in Johor

A WOMAN was shot in the neck in Johor Baru on Monday night in what her family believes to be a case of mistaken identity.

Madam Koh Yah Mei, a Malaysian married to a Singaporean, is in a stable condition in a private hospital in Johor Baru, a Malaysian police spokesman told The Straits Times on Tuesday.

The shooting took place while the 49-year-old housewife was visiting her younger brother's house in Johor Baru.

Family members said a man driving a silver Mercedes Benz zipped by and fired four shots into the terrace house's living room which was crowded with about 20 relatives and friends.

The other three shots shattered the windows and hit one of the walls of the house.

The family believes that the man targeted the wrong house as they do not have any enemies.


what the fuck. how safe is that place?!

:: kiathy. 12:14 am [+] ::
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hey.

:: kiathy. 11:55 pm [+] ::
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Hey Ya
by OutKast

1, 2, 3, go!

My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know fa sho (Uh!)
But does she really wanna
But can't stand to see me walk out the do'
Don't try to fight the feeling
'Cause the thought alone
Is killing me right now (Uh!)
Thank God for Mom and Dad
For sticking two together
'Cause we don't know how

Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya

You think you've got it
Oh, you think you've got it
But got it just don't get it
Til theres's nothing at all (Ah!)
We get together
Oh, we get together
But separate's always better
When there's feelings involved (Oh!)
If what they say is "nothing is forever,"
Then what makes
Then what makes
Then what makes
Then what makes
Then what makes (What makes? What makes?)
Love the exception?
So why oh, why oh
Why oh, why oh, why oh
Are we so in denial
When we know we're not happy here?

(Ya'll don't want to hear me
You just want to dance
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya)

Oh oh!
Oh oh!
Don't want to meet your daddy (Oh oh!)
Just want you in my Caddy (Oh oh! Oh oh!)
Don't want to meet your momma (Oh oh!)
Just want to make you come-a (Oh oh!)
I'm (Oh oh!)
I'm (Oh oh!)
I'm just being honest (Oh oh!)
I'm just being honest

Hey! Alright now!
Alright now, fellas! (Yeah!)
Now what's cooler than being cool? (Ice cold!)
I can't hear ya!
I say what's, what's cooler than being cool? (Ice cold!)
Alright! (15x)

Okay now, ladies! (Yeah!)
Now we gon' break this thing down in just a few seconds
Now don't have me break this thing down for nothin!
Now I wanna see ya'll on ya'll baddest behavior!
Lend me some sugar!
I am your neighbor!
Ah! Here we go! Uh!

Shake it, sh-shake it (Oh oh!)
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, shake it
Sh-shake it (Oh oh!)
Shake it like a polaroid picture
Shake it, sh-shake it (Hey ya!)
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it (Shake it sugar!)
Shake it like a polaroid picture

(Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, shake it
Sh-shake it
Shake it like a polaroid picture
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it like a polaroid picture)

Now all Beyonce's and Lucy Lui's and baby dolls
Get on the floor
Get on the floor
You know what to do
You know what to do
You know what to do

Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya
Hey Ya.. Hey Ya....

:: kiathy. 11:15 pm [+] ::
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wow this is damn dumb but it's damn cool. i'm like dying from hiccups right. so i tried all sorts of methods to curb it and now i've found it. lying down curbs hiccups the best.

till today. i still dun understand how hiccups come about. and worst of all, i don't understand why my hiccups hurt so much. i'm like beginning to fart now. hope it clears the gas.

but anyway now that i can type properly without getting spasms every 23 seconds, it's chinese new year. so happy chinese new year to everybody. u know i always thought the correct thing to say was lunar new year lunar new year and chinese new year wa so uncool. then this year i realise that hey why the hell is every single place/thing/person going chinese new year? even the straits times, the newpaper, our prime minister goh chok tong. the news. it's all CHINESE new year and not lunar new year, when i thought that chinese new year was wrong.

but anyway back to the point. i'm staying up on the pretence that my parents will live longer if i sleep lesser tonight. ok lah it isn't an act cos i'm very traditional and all so i like to believe in such shit. but anyway reunion dinner was so normal this year. quite sian lah but it's okay. normal because it was just like any other dinner with my mum and ahma and gugu cooking for us. so sian. we should go out for reunion dinner.+

:: kiathy. 1:23 am [+] ::
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ok the attack of the killer hiccups is slowly subsiding. just wanna post some stuff about chinese new year(cny). i'm seriously damn sleepy cause i slept for only 4 hours last night. but then i'm up typing this because i'm supposed to be boosting my parents' longevity when i stay up late on the eve of cny.

ok shit my hiccups are back cause i moved around. WHAT THE F.

:: kiathy. 11:25 pm [+] ::
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i'm damn amused by my parents. they're like poring over their fones reading their chinese new year sms-es they're receiving from their friends.

:: kiathy. 11:04 pm [+] ::
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my hiccups are killing me.

i can't believe why this happens but yes my hiccups hurt like hell. like there's this rope attached to my lungs and everytime a hiccup comes it feels like a pull on it. it's really damn bloody painful and i'm the first case that i've heard of whereby hiccups hurt. water hasn't helped. neither has not-breathing. and no i can't get anyone to scare the hiccups out of me. DAMN. OUCH.

:: kiathy. 10:53 pm [+] ::
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hello world. guess it's a crap reason to feel not too good but yea i feel not too good because i've lost my jockey cap. yes that green thing that we army people have to wear most of the time. no no i'm not turning into a freak but yes i'm quite sad that i've lost this thing that's been with me for the past year. it's basically just a cap. yes. but it's so crumpled and soft and seasoned and everything that it's made me quite sore to lose it, cos of the memories associated with it. well on the brighter side, why the hell would i wanna keep something that reminds of me of the army. on the darker side, well i'm too sentimental and this sadness would apply to anything else which has been with me for a period of time that i lose.

so let the issue here be the loss of something that's been with me for some time, instead of the loss of an army item. yup.

like i've almost lost it a few times and i haven't taken heed of such ominous signs and now yes it's gone. SIGH.

:: kiathy. 11:17 pm [+] ::
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just got back from the chorale chalet not long ago. it wasn't anything much, just a bbq and a costume party and a cluedo-styled game that i gave up on from the start.

for the costume party, my ensemble brought blankets and did the scene from the hours where we went 'are you mad? but we are your daughter!' - for that, we got the 'duh' prize. ya it was THE prize to get okay. totally appreciated it. but anyway this was probably the first chalet where i'm not part of the organisers, so it was good to just go there to eat and bum around and play stupid games and get drunk. yes i did feel bad for not doing anything so really thankful to all who arranged the chalet/bbq-ed the food.

anyway about the get drunk part. i took my medication for diarrhoea at about 7 pm and took alcohol at 12 am. i seriously suspect 5 hours is not enough for effects of the medication to fade away because after downing just a little bourbon/vodka/pepsi twist/7up tropicana within 10 mins, i began to get flush and felt hot already. soon my whole body was throbbing non stop to the beat. my heart beat to be exact. everywhere but there of course. so i felt miserable and seriously regretted drinking and making myself seem like a loser at drinks! and so i just lied on the bed whining while totally sober. like if i get drunk and get high and lose control it's alright but NO i was sober and just hurting and knowing that it was a sucky feeling. so my chalet sort of ended about 4 hours after i arrived and i ended up sleeping till 9 am in the morning.

my family did a little spring cleaning today and we're now going out to buy new year goodies. all who'd like to visit/bai nian during the festive period of lunar new year/chinese new year can do so if you want to my parents volunteered $4 red packets for all. i think.

:: kiathy. 1:41 pm [+] ::
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i couldn't sleep until about 2 am last night.

there wasn't anything bothering me but i was just tossing and turning on the bed from 12.30 till 1.30 am. realised that once u're irritated by one thing, you get irritated by every other thing. here was how it went. i got irritated i couldn't sleep. then i got irritated by the blinds flapping with the strong winds and making damn lots of noise. after i closed the main portion of my window i got irritated that the strong winds weren't coming in anymore. so i turned on the air con.

after that i realised that the music from my computer was getting a little too loud for comfort. after turning off the speaker, the buzzing of the computer didn't fail to irk me. and finally at 2 am i turned off the computer, leaving just the aircon on. for once i felt peace the whole night, and finally get to sleep.

think i shall forget bout this brilliant idea of using the computer as a music player for future nights. computers gonna replace all our electronics? don't bet on it if it still requires fans to cool the cpu down.

the above paragraphing was done after everything was written. just to make things look neater. woowee.

:: kiathy. 5:00 pm [+] ::
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oh if you guys are too bored you can check out this typing game linked below.

clickme.

thanks to cheryl the horney who claims her fastest typing speed for the 2 mins english sentence category is a whopping 104 wpm. i can only hit 80+ wpm. because i just realised i only use 2 finger to type. seriously. they just move damn fast across the keyboard. makes it seem like i'm typing with more than 2 fingers cos my hands are all over the keyboard. damn loserish i know. but it works.

refer to me for more bo liao games after u're done with this typing one.

:: kiathy. 4:56 pm [+] ::
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The Humpty Dumpty Love Song
by Travis

All of the king's horses and all of the king's men.
Couldn't pull my heart back together again.
All of the physicians and mathematicians too.
Failed to stop my heart from breaking in two.
'Cos all I need is you, I just need you.
Yeah you got the glue so I'm gonna give my heart to you.
I had a premonition, a movie in my mind,
confirming my suspicions of what I would find.
It followed me to L.A., down to Mexico,
came in through the back door at the start of the show.
Still all I need is you, I just need you.
Yeah you got the glue so I'm gonna give my heart to you.
Oh was a perfect day. Oh in a perfect way, you know,
something had go, you left me high, you left me low.
Now as I lie in pieces, and wait for your return,
the sun upon my forehead it burns baby burns baby burns.
An eye on all my horses, you've slept with all my men.
I'm never gonna get it together again. Still all I need is you,
I just need you, I just need you. Yeah you got the glue,
so I'm gonna give my heart to you. Yeah you got the glue
And there's nothing I can do. Yeah you got the glue
So I'm gonna give my heart to you.

:: kiathy. 1:17 pm [+] ::
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i sped past the traffic light when it was red at 100 km/h on sunday night. it was a scary feeling and thank god there were no cars that came onto my lane of traffic.

today i drove out again. yeps. my diarrhoea isn't so bad anymore i think i'm suffering from constipation now. the medicine damn strong lah.

:: kiathy. 12:38 am [+] ::
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this is a description of today.

i'm having diarrhoea so bad it feels like i'm peeing thru my ass.

:: kiathy. 10:59 pm [+] ::
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i am down with serious diarrhoea. must have either been the prata/curry/saltwater. and i'm getting a fever too.

i spent the whole day at the sick bay today. wait it wasn't the whole day, it was about half the day because i waited nearly 2 hours to see the medical officer a.k.a. lousy doctor. i actually did not have fever until the guy took my temperature and it read 37.7 deg. only then did i feel really sick. i think it's a psychological thing. but anyway he threw me into the sickbay to 'monitor my temperature'. as if they did. they just let us sleep and sleep. thank god there wasn't any drip if not i'd have died with that thing in me. i am seriously grossed out by any foreign objects in my body. that includes earrings as well. so i'd never pierce my ear.

but anyway so we tried to sleep. at least i did. and i slept and woke and slept and woke with my diarrhoea causing me pain and discomfort. especially at my ass. but anyway i shat nearly 20 times today. and it's still not improving. so i went to see a proper doctor, not the 'imunderpaidandoverworked' kind u find in the saf. he was such a dick. 'so u had flu last week and still went to the beach?' is that really a problem when i didn't feel any flu when i was out in the sun and thus got sunburnt?

oh and i had a powerful dream while drifting in and out of sleep at the sickbay which felt like a hospital. dreamt that i was superman, just that i was retired already, with my brother being the crime fighter now. and then he persuaded me and my dad to don our costumes again to fight crime, and so i dreamt that i pushed my sofa's cushions away to reveal my superman costumes beneath the cushions. thank god my dad phoned me at that moment to break me away from such a stupid dream.

anyway. if good dreams are called good dreams, and bad dreams are nightmares? what are stupid dreams called?

oh yea. i'm officially on 2 days' mc - tues wed. this week is gonna be a short one.

:: kiathy. 8:37 pm [+] ::
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last night, this was what i said:

u know when u burp then got stuff come out along yr throat and stays at the back of yr mouth.
i'm getting that with saltwater all the time. damn gross.

:: kiathy. 11:18 pm [+] ::
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You have a total of 500 days left for his National Service.
This record is updated on 05-Jan-2004.

:: kiathy. 7:05 pm [+] ::
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i'm back! sunday sunday. today's the day. this is the song. i bring for you. ya right. rubbish.

anyway. gerald. follow us lah. we don't make an effort to layer/style our blog like that. it's only when it's damn like nothing to post then i'll post the happenings of the day. that's cos i think i'm not too happening anyway.

but anyway today i have some thoughts so i won't do that whole 'this is what happened today' shit.

i'm beginning to think that shopping with my family is getting a tad uncomfortable and boring. sounds bad yes but yea it's really cool to go out and have like dim sum lunch, or shop for furniture/electronics or anything for the whole family. but it's getting really bad going out and shopping for stuff for myself. like today we went out for cny shopping. my brother who's such an ass was totally uninterested in buying anything, while my mum wanted him to buy clothes for cny. he just doesn't bother, while my mum bothers too much. at the same time my dad doesn't bother at all he just looks around and stands around. while me being the sulky me i am today, stood around just getting irritated by the fact that my mum bothers bout my brother who doesn't bother.

i prefer to shop with my friends. my age. and everything. yea. sounds selfish but nah family days - sundays - are meant to be spent with the family at somewhere i won't go with my friends. like restaurants. not the shopping malls i frequent.

but anyway i got myself an orange tee shirt. auspicious for cny. no?

:: kiathy. 6:51 pm [+] ::
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i can still taste salt in my mouth.

according to desmond my friend who introduced us to the high life of wakeboarding, kids who wear boardshorts without using them for watersports are poseurs. so i can gladly say that after today, i'm no longer a poseur. had my virgin wakeboarding experience today, and i'm now red like lobster. but i like it really. really need a tan, 6 pecs, nice hair, nice arms. basically need to turn into a hunk lah. well besides drinking alot of damn bloody dirty water and getting sunburnt, the whole experience was fun but it's really an expensive hobby to upkeep. guess twice a month's the max allowed.

i've spent the whole week out. on tuesday night it was supper at holland v, which resulted in 3 hours' sleep. it was seriously a very dumb supper in my opinion, and i'm really feeling all guilty and apologetic for even attempting to organise that supper. basically we were 2 grps of pple with some mutual friends. and so we decided to go for supper. well actually my group of pple had nothing to do, and my classmate was okay with supper so we all just went to holland v for supper. in the end nobody spoke to each other. except me talking to my classmate and trying to make small talk with her friends and failing damn badly. it was so weird. OUR FRIENDS DIDN'T TALK. even when they knew each other from before.

wednesday night went back to vjc for nite o, the finale of orientation. it was really really weird looking at the pple below doing all the cheers and jumping around and such. especially the orientation grp leaders (ogls). honestly, i found the whole activity rather stupid. but honestly too, i can't believe i was part of that group of insane nuts trying to get others to do stupid things like doing stupid cheers even last year, when i already left the school. maybe this year i've grown up a little eh? so those young things were really dumb!!

thursday night was marche/haircut in town. marche was because of someone's craving for rosti. i actually had a craving for crepe, but i thought it was rosti, so i mentioned it and because he was damn enthu for it we had to go to marche. turned out what i wanted to eat was crepe, and not rosti. and the hair cut. hey the girl's really like. not bad. but she's so skinny!

friday night was dinner with another friend who's leaving for the uk on sunday to resume studies. good luck to her. crystal jade food was not bad, had the roast duck noodles. yummy yummy. then i got an sms asking me to go to zouk at 11.30 am just when i was about to sleep. like damn i'd have gone if i'd known earlier/weren't that tired due to lack of sleep due to tuesday's supper. but the supper was not bad. honestly. but anyway YEA I REALLY WANTED TO GO TO ZOUK.

and today, saturday night, i'm home. trying hard to get some rest after choir/wakeboarding this afternoon. and my good friend eugene has to say i pangseh. i feel bad enough leh. dun make me feel guilty anymore!!

that sums up my week. IT FEELS GREAT TO BE ABLE TO DRIVE. legally.

:: kiathy. 10:55 pm [+] ::
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i'm really getting chinless. just less than a year ago i had a much more defined jawline, but now slowly i'm morphing into something you could probably term as the star of the movie Babe. like after going from chinless to jawline to chinless again, what's next? double chins? oh damn.

anyway you realise that my new year resolution includes nothing about my weight. well here's an addition to the list.

#4. GET A JAWLINE BACK.

:: kiathy. 2:59 pm [+] ::
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ord loh~

:: kiathy. 12:30 am [+] ::
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haha just realised my previous previous post is rather. harsh. on myself. and like rather uptight and everything. well it's the first working day of the year and i've broken my resolutions again. i swore. as in not at people. but well ya once at one person. cos he tried to reach out for my nipples that gay shit. and rest of the day just as excla(i)mations(?). this is really a vast improvement from the previous year so i shall hope to continue going on the upward curve in terms of not using vulgarities this year. tata. enjoy life people. i hope i sound much more cheerful today because woah yesterday's post sounded so stupid and like full of shit lah.

:: kiathy. 12:26 am [+] ::
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wah. yiren has a blog. he's so updated.

:: kiathy. 12:22 am [+] ::
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i hope to draw inspiration from the fat rocker on school of rock. dewey finn. he said 'i have a weight problem, so what, i love to eat.'

but is it really possible? i don't think soo.

:: kiathy. 8:19 pm [+] ::
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so something just struck me today as i try desperately to continue a conversation with someone new i met. it's getting really futile i.e. the conversation's stopped. dead. etc. well so i just thought like, is this lack of passion for anything in my life hindering my conversational skill? as in conversations with people who don't know me. i think i'm really bad at such stuff. so basically first of all i can't pick pple up. i don't get picked up either.

actually realised years ago that i wouldn't die if i were denied access to alot of stuff in my life. maybe except the computer and the internet, but that's only because i use this net to communicate with so many people who exist in my life. so the implication here is that i need people around me, not things. people go around their daily lives with their music players, having to listen to some music when they sleep, when they travel from place to place etc. i don't need that. same goes with books. i don't need that either. so i basically have not much of a need. except people around me. without any need for anything, i have no deep interest in anything either. personally, it seems that people with fervant interests in stuff like for eg. boy bands. (bad example but yea.), will generally find it easy to strike up a conversation with people they newly meet. i, on the other hand, have a single minded obsession with making myself and others i like happy. this translates into making lots of money when i enter the workforce. which translates into 'when i talk about this people will claim i'm a mecenary who's so money minded he wouldn't give a damn bout others'. so basically there's NOTHING i can talk about that i have any in depth knowledge about that would provide some mental stimulation/entertainment for others. i am veering so out of point but yea. help me.

i can't talk about like my needs either. which freak would wanna know stuff like 'i really need people around me most of the time'. like why the hell are u telling me that the first time we talk. so there. help me.

:: kiathy. 10:24 pm [+] ::
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hello my friends. so the new year has arrived and the old has left us. i've broken my new year resolution already. but anyway tomorrow's the first working day of the year so i'll take it as the resolution shall begin tomorrow.

well didn't stick to the original plan for my new year's eve 2003, and well it almost caused a mini disaster on the last day of the year. but end of the day, we all went down to party at the singapore expo at ministry of sound's essential nye party. it totally sucked for us cause the music was not for us. i mean we're total dweebs going for such an expensive party not knowing what was in store for us. but end of day i still partied till 3 am to milk the most out of this expensive outing. met a friend and friends of friends. well it turned out alright for me, but being the sensitive prick i am, i thought the rest totally hated it, and i was the one who convinced everyone to go. so feeling rather guilty, i've decided not to mention 31st dec 2003 as much as i can. and i'm subsidising everybody as a belated christmas present!! merry christmas my friends.

:: kiathy. 9:57 pm [+] ::
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good morning world. it's a miracle that i'm awake at this unearthly hour on a holiday. well it's actually 15 mins to 8 am. and it's only considered unearthly because it's a holiday.

happy new year to all and may your 2004 be whatever you want it to be, be it good, bad or anything else.

i haven't had an ounce of sleep since 630 am 31st Dec 2003, and so the year has past us by. i'm still trying hard to stick to my resolution of not swearing. honestly, it's difficult. given that there's no one to check/correct/slap me when i'm alone and swearing. but at least i'll stop when anyone is around.

:: kiathy. 7:49 am [+] ::
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