Don't sit on the fence

6 Days to go...

2007-06-05T00:03:00.000+08:00

GREAT NEWS!!!!

I am one step closer to my Mini Cooper!!!!

I passed my driving test!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I passed on the 30th of May on my Dad's birthday. I told him my driving license was his birthday present even before I sat for the test. Hahaha!!! I was that confident.

But I didn't do as well as I thought I would. I actually hit the damn kerb TWICE!!!! I have never hit the kerb ever but I did it during my test. TWICE!!! And according to my driving insrtuctor I did not check my blindspot twice. But I always made sure I did!!!!!!! *&^%$# Oh well... I passed so it doesn't matter. :)

So now Pea and Shan, another mean girl is a licensed driver! :)

And people, so what if it is only an automatic license? I know I will never ever drive a manual car EVER so why bother to learn right? Don't waste my precious brain-juice.

I need them to decide what colour Mini-Copper I want. :)

Electric-Blue definitely.

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And last week, I finished my last week of Uni ever! Never ever will I have anymore Uni.

I am no longer a student!!!!! YIKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Man I feel so lost.

And I'll be home with all you Island-people in 6 days! On the 11th of June I will be home in Sunny Singapore for good!!!! So soon!!!!!!!!!!!!

But I will be flying to Thailand with my Mum on the 12th of June to settle the new house. Will be back on the 17th of June.

I haven't started packing up my life here. I have so much things!!!!!! So much baggage!!!!!!

It feels kinda weird to go back to Singapore. I don't know why too. I know I will miss Perth. After all, Perth has been home for the past 3 1/2 years.

Oh well...

I can't stay anyway. Visa expires in July!

I don't want to be an illegal immigrant.

Don't you just hate saying goodbyes?

Lyn Loves Broome...

2007-06-04T22:56:00.000+08:00

Remember I said I went up to Broome to film an induction video for Kailis?

As promised, Broome pictures..

The cockpit of the seaplane.

View from the seaplane. The track looks so much like veins from the sky.

View from the seaplane.

Flying over the water.

The seaplane that I flew in.

The area surrounding the pearl farm.

The Capricorn Lady. My home for the 4 days that I was filming at the pearl farm.

Nathan feeding the sharks. He was such a little boy taking pleasures from little simple things like feeding the sharks. He calls them his pets. Man! Who has sharks for pets?!?!?!

Even the clouds there are so charming aren't they!

Sunrise. Magnificent.

Pretty boy Nathan!

Lightning on a neighbouring island. Man it was so scary! I was in the middle of nowhere and imagine seeing lightning! If a storm came in, there would be nowhere I could run to. The thought is so horrifying.

Sunrise.

The people at the pearl farm cleaning the oysters.

Cleaning the dirt off the oysters.

Beautiful (expensive) pearl.

Oyster!!! Drools...

This photo is the most beautiful sunrise I have ever taken.

Group picture before we leave the ship. From left: Chacha (Camera-person), Vic (Babysitter from Kailis), Me (Editor & Photographer), Esther (Director) and Nathan (Farm Manager AKA pretty boy).

The plane to take us back to Broome. I sat in the cockpit beside the pilot!!! Man it was the coolest experience ever!

Landing at Broome.

Camels on Cable Beach at Broome. Camel-riding is a must-do when you are up at Broome. Once in a life-time experience.

Esther and me camel-riding!

Sunset at Cable Beach. It was the best place ever to see the sunset. It was so magical and touching.

I absolutely love Broome. Everything was so beautiful up there. Life was so relaxed and slow and nobody rushed to go anywhere. I was reluctant to leave Broome. When I was on the plane back to Perth, I felt as if I left a little piece of my heart up at Broome and at the pearl farm. I couldn't take Broome off my mind after I came back to Perth. Even now I'm still thinking and missing Broome.

This was one of my best experience, I got to fly on a seaplane,

got to fly in the cockpit in a 7-seater plane,

got to see shooting stars on the ship (7 in total!),

got to touch a shark (scary as hell but cool as hell too!),

got an inside look at pearl-farming,

got to experience the peacefulness of the Kimberley.

I did not want to go back to Perth at all! I was happy staying at Broome. Maybe I can get a job at ABC Broome reporting the news!!!! :)

I want to go back to Broome so badly.

Esther is going back again in mid-June because she has a boyfriend there now! Urgh! Lucky her...

I fell in love with Broome.

Back in Perth...

2007-05-16T18:48:00.000+08:00

Hello people. I am back in Perth. I am shivering in cold in front of the computer now. I miss Broome!!!!

Broome was absolutely amazing!!!!! Beach, sun, delicious food, camels, pearls, bikinis, fun people, sunsets.

I am still swaying slightly from being too used to the water movement on the ship. But I love this feeling. It reminds me of my wonderful time on the ship.

Right now I have to write a 10-page script that is due tomorrow.

Pictures when I emerge alive from script-writing.

Chopped...

2007-05-05T02:44:00.000+08:00

I chopped off my fringe today! Well I didn't chopped it off myself but my hairdresser did.

My driving instructor didn't recognise me when he picked me up today. I was standing beside the car and he looked at me strangely like he didn't know me then it dawned to him it was me.

Hilarious man!

Broome Soon...

2007-05-05T01:25:00.000+08:00

I am flying to Broome!!!! Next Tuesday!!!! Yipeee!!!! For a week!!!!For Free!!!!

Are you happy for me? Are you? Are you?

Well I am doing this induction video for Kailis Pearls for my 3rd year Film and TV unit and Kailis Pearls is flying my director and camera-person and myself to sunny Broome!!

Look how pretty!!!!

Broome is 3 hrs away from Perth and has the most beautiful beaches! While Perth-people are shivering in their coats and Ugg boots, I'll be in Broome with my over-sized sunnies and slippers.

I am one very lucky ass to get this amazing opportunity to work with such a huge company while still a poor over-worked uni student. Kailis Pearls is a huge jewellery/pearling/seafood/marine company and their jewellery are so beautiful..... and very pricely too. Don't walk into their showroom if you are not prepared to spend at least 4 figures. And they call their shops SHOWROOMS!!!!! Not shops!!!! Man... I want a pearl too.

But still I am so excited because I have ALWAYS wanted to go up to Broome but it's too expensive to fly there. (Air-fare alone AUD$600=SGD$720!!!!)

Everything will be paid for there: air-fare, transport, accomodation, and food. So I'll be holidaying mid-semester for free! Well of course I would have to do filming up there but we will get free time too so I can be a clueless tourist and sun-bake on the beach with a good book and an ice-cold somehting. :)

And I will also go to Cockatoo Island where the pearl farm is and will be living on a boat for 4 days with the people at the pearl farm. How cool! On a boat! Not ship or cruise but a boat! I'll be gone for 4 days in the middle of the ocean without mobile coverage, without TV, without Internet. That's how remote the pearl farm is. But it will be fun!

And guess how are we gonna get to the pearl farm? By SEAPLANE!!! Man!!! I have never been on a seaplane before so it will be ultra fun! Landing on the water! COOL!

You are jealous aren't you? Muahahahahaha.....

What You Came Here For...

2007-04-10T04:41:00.000+08:00

(Long overdue post)

He's a Graduate!

University of Western Australia, Bachelor of Engineering (Electrical and Electronics) with Second Upper Class Honours.

I'm proud of you. :)

Cry...

2007-04-10T04:17:00.000+08:00

I cried a little pond on Sunday when Alan Tang had to fly home. I don't know why I was so emotional. Must be the time of the month.

To compensate for the little pond you created, I would very much appreciate a little gift. Hmpf.

Home-sick...

2007-02-24T20:35:00.001+09:00

I am back in Aussie-land and I am feeling so sleepy. I spent the bulk of yesterday and today sleeping! I feel that I can still sleep more but there is so much unpacking to do. Urgh. Don't you just hate packing and unpacking? It is such a hassle.

Perth feels so dead. I feel so dead. I miss home!!!!!!!

And I miss my Alan Tang!!!! I feel kinda lost without him now. I have gotten used to him always being around. Faster fly here la Alan Tang!

I'm gonna look for food now. Bye.

Yum!

2006-10-13T18:08:00.000+08:00

Don't you all love gummi bears too?

Colours in the night...

2006-10-12T15:30:00.000+08:00

I'm having a fishballs-in-cheeks moment...

2006-09-30T13:59:00.000+08:00

My top 5 most traumatising experiences:

1. Going to the dentist.

2. Getting trapped alone in a lift.

3. Sleeping alone in total darkness and silence.

4. Losing my Nikon D70.

5. Putting eye-drops.

And yesterday I had my ultimate most traumatising experience: I had my bottom TWO wisdom teeth PULLED out.

It was so traumatising I cried like my favourite pet just died.

The dentist drilled and tugged and poked inside of my mouth so much that all I wanted to do is swear at him and do the exact same thing to him, without anaesthetic.

He said to me there would be some pressure when he pull my teeth out and it is perfectly normal but when he actually pull it out, I was thinking "what the ****! You call this SOME?!?!?!" It was more like playing Tug of War with a fully grown Golden Retriever.

It was the worst 90 minutes of my life.

And now I can't eat or talk properly. I have to have my meals through a straw and I can only open my mouth halfway and my whole mouth feels sore.

Fang and Alan said I look like a chipmunk but I beg to differ.

I just look like I have two small little fishballs in my cheeks.

That's all.

I don't look that bad what.

Egg-yolk Frenzy...

2006-09-27T00:35:00.000+08:00

I have finally found my egg-yolk heels!

Cool eh?

Darling, this is what I have been looking for all these while.

Iced...

2006-09-21T02:15:00.000+08:00

I am doing another crazy photography project and this time I am freezing things.

I am going to freeze more stuff tomorrow night.

Any ideas on what to freeze?

Fine...

2006-09-12T22:28:00.000+08:00

Fine.

He has won. Well, kind of.

He is old; he is 25.

He is short; he is 183.

He is skinny; he is 85.

He is exotic; he is Singaporean.

He is unintelligent; he is doing Electronic Engineering.

He is rigid; he gives in to me.

He is impatient; he never gave up trying.

He is a wanderer; he makes me feel secured.

And we are going out.

And the fat Japanese man?

Well, he is happy for me. In fact he can't wait to get rid of me.

I'll be happy.

All is well. I've taken a step forward.

Surprise me again..

2006-08-29T23:01:00.001+08:00

Love is such a funny thing.

It comes in the strangest package.

weak. over-powering. full-on. gone-in-a-flash. one-night-stands. ever-lasting. buddy. neither-here-nor-there. crush. one-sided. float. one-after-another. nothing.

And friends are such funny things too.

They enjoy surprising me with the unexpected.

This year I have had so many surprises with relationships.

Not all featuring me though.

Tst tsk tsk...

I am beginning to think nothing is impossible.

A little piece of home..

2006-08-05T00:44:00.000+08:00

Special delivery by Chris from my Darling Emelind!

My darling got me an intimate apparel from Button.

The friendship bear darling got for all of the mean girls. Finally mine arrive in Aussie-land. :)

And a CD collection of my favourite Happy Tree Friends and South Park! So sweet of my darling to remember I love the violent little furry things.

And a little Eme's trademark.

Thank you so much darling! Love you lots!

Don't go clubbing without me!

Last Day...

2006-07-31T00:55:00.000+08:00

Day 7

Leaning Tree

Our car is absolutely filthy.

Back to Perth

My shit burger!

My sis sits so near to the steering wheel that our Alan, who is 183cm, can barely squeeze in.

We were so bored from the long drive that we all decided to make stupid faces.

First up is Brendon, the King of stupid faces!

Alan is just trying to look dead.

Pam looks like she just ate something disgusting.

Fang loves pigs!

I am a pirate-wannabe!

Sis copy Fang! Not original!

On our way back to Perth, we saw this red car whose load seemed like it would fall off any second. It looked funny though.

And a final photo with our beloved Terago before the guys wash it and return it the next morning.

In these 7 days, I was stuck in the car with this bunch of crazy, screaming, lame people but I enjoyed every single second of it (except when they finished the hot water before I showered. haha!). But still I would give anything to have another crazy 7 days with them.

All the long drives, map-reading, showering together (only with my girls of course), cooking together, guys snoring, fighting to use the toilet, anime-watching, sight-seeing, ridiculously expensive petrol, screaming at the guys........ I miss them all!

When we drove back into Perth and saw all the familiar buildings and finally got mobile coverage, we realised we were back into reality again. The 7 days was a little escape for us all and I am glad we made this trip up North. It is a nice little memory to keep. :)

Let's all go again in 10 years time!

And school starts tomorrow. Urgh.

Monkey Mia Day...

2006-07-31T00:43:00.000+08:00

Day 6

Shell Quarry

Stromatolites

Shell Beach

Aww... how cute.

I haven't seen so much shells on a beach before. It's amazing!

Eagle Bluff

Yup we love jumping!

Flies love our car plate.

Coral Bay Day...

2006-07-31T00:31:00.000+08:00

Day 5

Glass-bottom Boat Tour & Snorkelling

We are all a little too tired after all that snorkelling and sun-tanning.

And once again our Super-driver Alan flew us back to Carnarvon.

Carnarvon Day...

2006-07-31T00:08:00.000+08:00

Day 4

Seafood Factory

One Mile Jetty

Banana Factory

OTC Satellite Dish

Bird-flower bush.

Isn't it cool how this plant looks like a bird.

A picture with our tour guide for the Carnarvon day tour.

Footbridge

We are Superwoman wannabes!

Blowholes

Kalbarri Day...

2006-07-30T23:43:00.000+08:00

Day 3

Pot Alley

Fang is jealous!

The Loop

Brendon is crazy.

Nature's Window

Z Bend

North Trip...

2006-07-30T23:14:00.000+08:00

Yup I'm lazy guys but better late than never so here you go, Day 2!

Day 2

St Francis Xavier Cathedral

Cathedral of the Holy Cross

We hit a fly!

HMAS Sydney Memorial

Point Moore Lighthouse

Fly with me..

2006-07-10T22:43:00.000+08:00

I'm back!!!!......a week ago actually... haha! Yea I'm lazy.

The 4 Da Mei Nu went for a road trip and being the 4 Da Mei Nu that we are, we of course need bodyguards (and slaves).

Presenting to you...

Bodyguard Brendon

and

Bodyguard Alan

Our Bodyguard Alan doesn't drive, he flies.

DAY 1

Pinnacles Desert

Do you see on old man resting on the rock? Stare at it and you'll see.

The Bodyguards found their favourite rock. Tsk tsk tsk..

We love playing games with the sun.

And we love making things grow out of Bodyguard Brendon too. :)

Then somehow we decided to play Superman.

Fly.

Fly!

FLY!

Now let Superman Alan teach you how to fly properly. Flick your feet he said.

No. Wrong.

Still wrong.

WRONG!

No we just can't do it right.

*Ok I'm tired of flicking my feet. Day 2 tomorrow ok?

Abandonment yet again..

2006-06-25T04:35:00.000+08:00

Hello guys! Long time no see!

I know I have been abandoning this webspace for ages. Well I haven't been home that's why. For the past week I have been camping at Fang and Pam's house.

And tomorrow I will embark on my road trip to Coral Bay!

It will be a 7 days, 12ookm driving affair with my sis, Fang, Pam, Alan and Brendon.

That will be like driving from Jurong to East Coast 30 times.

It will be super fun! Haha!

Alan will come pick us up in 3 hrs time and I have yet to sleep.

Oh well at least I would not have to drive.

Pictures when I get back! :)

This period will pass..

2006-06-10T19:07:00.000+08:00

Lyn is awaiting the arrival of June 13.

Cause..

Come June 13, Lyn will finish both her Photography folios.

For now,

Lyn will abandon this webspace.

I'll be back guys.

June 13 is not that far away.

This period will pass.

An invisible hand freaking punched me...

2006-06-05T02:00:00.000+08:00

This is bad.

I have a freaking eye infection.

According to the pharmacist, I have a freaking dislodged eye-lash in my eye.

My left double eye-lid is freaking double the size of my right.

I look like half a freaking Ultraman.

It's like some invisible hand freaking punched me in the eye.

And I need to freaking start taking pictures for my final folios.

My God.

This is freaking bad.

Friends smile at each other..

2006-05-26T11:58:00.000+08:00

Only one person will understand this entry.

You know who you are and this is for you.

I hate the way things are between us now.

I know it was hard for you to do what you did.

It was hard for me to do what I did too.

I will give you all the time and space you need.

I know your defense mechanism is to hibernate and I won't demand for your friendship right away.

But when you are done,

please remember to smile at me again, because

that's what friends do. :)

Brrrrrr....

2006-05-25T13:56:00.000+08:00

The weather was a common topic among students last night (among Singaporean students at least).

Everyone was raving about how cold it was.

The temperature dipped to a teeth-chattering 5 degrees in the wee hours.

Everybody was indoors trying to keep warm while I ventured out for Mocha.

Haha!

Yea I was insane.

Don't you eat ice-cream too when you are at the North Pole?

They are just never the same..

2006-05-24T02:06:00.000+08:00

I just came back from watching "The Da Vinci Code" and I am feeling so utterly disappointed.

IT IS DIFFERENT FROM THE BOOK!

Yea they got most of it right like the Holy Grail was a woman not a cup and that the mastermind behind it all was actually the hobbling Englishman.

But!

Silas wasn't supposed to die like that.

Langdon and Sophie weren't supposed to part like that.

Sophie wasn't supposed to meet her grandmother like that.

Langdon wasn't supposed to have an autograph session.

Silas was supposed to have red eyes.

Sophie was supposed to reunite with her brother.

Langdon was supposed to be in his hotel room when Bezu called on him.

Langdon and Sophie was supposed to discuss about the key in the taxi not in the freaking park.

There were so many added scenes and they just made me go "huh?".

Why are books-turned-movies never the same?

Why must they add scenes??

Why must they change details???

Urgh.

They are just never the same.

does your oven need help too?

2006-05-22T02:10:00.000+08:00

Have you seen an oven scream for help?

I haven't too until I went to Pam and Fang's house.

I assure you Photoshop has nothing to do with it.

No seriously it is not Photoshop.

Have you heard MC Lars yet?

2006-05-21T15:57:00.000+08:00

iGeneration

"LOL, OMG, yo, BRB. Space, colon, dash, closed parenthesis

We sat at our laptops and typed away,

and found that we each had something to say

Web-logged our fears, our hopes and dreams

Individuated by digital means"

Hurricane Fresh

"Whatever your race I'll Friendster you and rent two Spike Lee NetFlix too"

Download This Song

"Don't try to resist this paradigm shift

The music revolution cannot be dismissed $18.98 Iggy Pop CD?

What if I can get it from my sister for free?

It's all about marketing Clive Davis, see?

If fans buy the shirt then they get the mp3

Music was a product now it is a service"

This is just so us don't you think?

MC Lars, thank you for the mirror.

"through white lashes"

2006-05-19T23:38:00.000+08:00

It snowed on my lashes today...

2006-05-16T22:42:00.000+08:00

I had to do a self portrait for my photography assignment and I had fun being on the other side of the lenses!

I was decked out in white inside out because I wanted to blend into my white wall. Haha! I even painted my nails white and put on white mascara.

I don't see myself in white lashes very often so I grabbed sis for a picture but she wasn't in a very good mood. Aww...

Pretty cool isn't it.

My pictures will be out tomorrow.

I pray that they will be good.

Don't you do your nails at the strangest times too?

2006-05-11T18:41:00.000+08:00

I have two assignments and a presentation due next week.

I haven't started on anything yet and here I am doing my nails.

I don't know why I am doing this.

Haha!

At least I have nice nails now.

Its finally dry..

2006-05-08T11:14:00.000+08:00

My bottle of glue was sitting alone on the table and it looked lonely so I decided to play with it.

After 2 whole days, it finally dried completely.

Yes I was that bored.

Cubed in..

2006-05-06T18:25:00.000+08:00

I built this for my Graphic Communications 112 class.

My theme was:

I felt that I portrayed it fairly okay with this design. Could do better though. Oh well I got full marks anyway. So did the whole class. Haha! We gave each other full marks. I'm gonna definitely ace this unit. :)

But at the end of the day,

it became the "Leaning Office of Lyn-Anne".

So much for a whole night of glue-sniffing.

Oops...

2006-05-06T18:18:00.000+08:00

This is what happens when muffins get forgotten.

Sorry to spoil your supper.

I will try not to yak so much..

2006-05-06T00:27:00.000+08:00

God...

300 bucks phone bill.

I talk too much.

I should just sew up my lips.

I didn't mean it sis...

Hit me...

2006-04-27T13:36:00.000+08:00

Man's greatest mistake: Failure to hit the SAVE button.

Man's greatest achievment: Invention of Auto-recovery.

Whew...

Nude beach day...

2006-04-19T01:54:00.000+08:00

Yesterday afternoon the girls went to Swanbourne Beach to............. STUDY!

I know nobody studies at the beach but we felt we needed a place where we can totally relax so there we were. At the beach. Studying!

And like the King's Park night picnic; we chose the wrong day again. It was so freaking cold!

But we had fun. :)

The sand was fine like powder and the water clear like glass!

We decided to venture out to the waters but we underestimated the waves and got our jeans wet at the legs. But I got my bum wet too! Does that mean I am short? *sniffs*

This is a nice picture of Bi Bi don't you think?

Pam, Bi Bi and Me!

Despite the notion of fairness as the preferred sense of beauty, I have to say this: I love my tan! :)

Anyway Bi Bi, Pam and I decided to bury our legs in the sand because we wanted a second childhood. Pam then decided to create her own sandstorm and it attracted the real one! We had our legs in the sand so we could only sit through the storm. We came out of it unscathed though.

Of course you didn't believe me.

After the sandstorm subsided we decided to get some work done so we went back to the grassy area.

Just giving Pam a little helping hand.

I'm so sorry I'm putting this up Fang but it is just too funny! What were you doing/saying?

A nice picture of Fang to make it up to her. :)

Look my sis has this aura around her. The magic of nature.

Then as the sun was setting we sang Bi Bi a birthday song and cut her cake.

Happy 22nd birthday Bi Bi!! Hope you had good fun. :)

Oh ya a British guy strolling on the beach told us that Swanbourne Beach is actually a nude beach. That explains why it is such a secluded beach. We didn't see any naked bums though. Must be because we went on a weekday.

Tsk.

Wrong day again.

Bunnies are for girls...

2006-04-14T16:57:00.000+08:00

Happy Easter everybody!

Don't eat too much chocolates ok?

It's fattening!!!!!

Two shores...

2006-04-09T16:40:00.000+08:00

Yesterday we, the Fang and gang, went for a picnic at Point Walter. It was so fun! Too bad the guys couldn't join us. Awww...

Point Walter was absolutely beautiful. Blue skies, clear water, good food and great company. :)

And Point Walter has 2 shores!

Haven't seen that before have you?

We had mango and smoked salmon sushi; mango and roast chicken sushi; and egg sushi!

Tuna and zucchini stuffed eggs!

Chicken Kebabs!

Erika made beef fried rice and peach pastries and her brother made a potato salad but I was too busy gorging myself with food I couldn't be bothered to take pictures. Haha!

My sis, me, Fang and Pam!

Water water on the shore, who is the fairest of them all?

Indecisive. Tsk tsk..

Me and my sis with a glimpse of Bi bi.

It's like the rule of beach-going. You just HAVE to do this when you are at the beach. Haha!

I had fun.:)

In the mood for sleep...

2006-04-05T01:15:00.000+08:00

How do you sleep? Where do you sleep? What do you wear to sleep? Who do you sleep with?

Why do people even need sleep?

Beats me.

Now I wonder why I chose "Sleep" as the theme to my next photography project.

This is Chris falling asleep in his "truck" after chasing lions at the safari.

This is Chris too lazy to climb into bed.

This is James getting very comfy! (He is naked. All for the love of art. Haha!)

Awww... this is Fang after a huge fight with her husband. No la Fang is not married. And that shoulder belongs to Chris.

And this is Kok Wee drooling onto the table. Don't worry it's not real drool. It's just Australian tap water! But it looks so convincing. Haha!

Feeling sleepy already?

But I am so disappointed! Many of my pictures are blur. These are the better ones. The rest can have a little trip to the recycling bin. I should have used a tripod. Somebody hit me with a camera please.

Oh I actually did that to myself last night. I was taking my camera off my neck and it hit my forehead! I don't know how I managed to do that to myself. I think I must have looked really stupid. Haha!

Tomorrow at 4pm my bartender pictures will be out. I hope they'll be good. Pray for me ok.

And I'm putting these 2 up because somebody said they are nice. I took them when I was too bored in Singapore.

Saturday Night Cocktails...

2006-04-02T18:14:00.000+08:00

Last Saturday night we had a cocktail party at our place and it was an absolute blast! Although we didn't have as much people as we would have liked but the people who came were such great sports. We drank and talked and ate till dawn. Except for Chris who went down at midnight. Tsk tsk tsk...

On Fri night my sis and I started to get our place ready for the big night. We spent hours to achieve the cocktail lounge feel.

Pretty good eh?

Saturday morning shopping! We had a whole boot full of food and juices and fruits.

That's me preparing the pastries.

The sun goes down and the party starts!

That's Miki, my sis, Fang and Erika. And look at the amount of alcohol we had!

From left to right: Fang, Miki, Erika, my sis and me.

I'm only putting this up because I think Chris's dimples look nice in this picture. And yes that's the menu in Si Si's hands! 50 cocktails and 6 mocktails. My sis is a professional. And thanks to Pam for making the menu and Rheza for printing them. :)

Oh I was so gone. So was Miki.

And Chris.

And Fang.

And Brendon.

And James.

The next morning we were hungry and decided to make some food but I don't know why they turned out like this.

I guess we were still drunk.

Put your title here...

2006-04-02T17:48:00.000+08:00

All in a night's work. Haha.

No more tears...

2006-03-23T19:32:00.000+08:00

I am a week late but latest update guys.

I'm officially a bachelorette now and I have accepted it and am ambracing it!

Love takes on many forms and his took a change towards platonic, family, soulmatey, buddy.

My form of love didn't take the same route as his but it is changing direction as I type.

I am gald and very proud of myself that I stayed true to my words and walked till the end. It was an amazing feat and I am glad I gained something more valuable than what I started out with.

He is mine to keep forever and I'm glad we have this special deep relationship not a mere vocabulary can describe.

It was painful at first but I have passed the one week mark and life is looking so much better, so much brilliant, so much promising.

We had something and that is the most important part. I will treasure that memory forever and smile that sometime during our lives, our paths met and joined. Although we now walk together as friends, I know he is mine forever and he would always be with me while I walk my path.

He has taught me a lot on life, love and friends. He made me a wiser person and opened my door to a world of wonders and possibilities. I really appreciate that.

I don't blame him for anything and I'm glad we are not hating each other. We are still as comfortable with each other and will always be.

Lovers part and partners leave but friends are forever yours to keep.

I know you will always be here and I sincerely thank you for that.

I'm trying...

2006-03-22T00:49:00.000+08:00

I haven't been updating for ages I know. I have been lazy/tired/busy.

I am planning my cocktail party for this Saturday and I absolutely cannot wait! We now have 50 cocktails and 6 mocktails and a whole lot of finger food. We are still working out the guest list but right now we have almost 20 people coming. I hope we would have more by the end of the week. So if you want to come just tag me and I'll send my postman to deliver an invitation to your doorstep.

We haven't planned the music yet but we hope to have Hip Hop and R & B to get the party started then chill out music late in the night to tone things down and have a little bonding session. And I'm still thinking of lightings. I want an intimate affair but I want to cut costs so I cannot afford anything extravagant. Any ideas people?

Woooooo! I'm so excited!

Oh if you want to come you have to pay because the liquors are so freaking expensive!

Say they are nice...

2006-03-05T15:35:00.000+08:00

I finally scanned my photos I took last semster for my Design Photography 192.

I got a distinction and I feel quite proud of myself so you can't say it's not nice because my lecturer said they ARE nice. Haha..

Due to continuous rain last winter, the park near my house was flooded and I thought it was very interesting so I based my project on it.

Here is my sis pretending to pick up something.

These are my hideous feet imerged in the rainwater.

This is me looking like a poofed-up ball.

I love this! It's so peaceful.

I got this idea of Australian Psycho from Samurai's t-shirt.

Don't worry it's just soy sauce on her hands. Very innovative of me!

My sis pondering on who to kill next.

My sis's hair is so damn messy here. She really does looks like a complete psycho.

And this is my best picture! I love it! It makes my sis look mystrious and sadistic. Cool!

I should be in bed...

2006-03-05T04:32:00.000+08:00

It's 4.30am now and I am still not in bed. I am so sleepy my fingers refuse to type what my brain tells them to. Typos aer evreywrhere.

I just came back from clubbing and I am absolutely drained. My feet hurts. My hair stink of cigarettes. My throat is dry. My make-up is non-existent.

Clubbing is such a tiring and torturous activity. I wonder why people do it. They must be insane.

Ok stop contradicting yourself you contradicting Lyn.

You enjoy clubbing.

Yet today's clubbing was different. It's kinda strange to go clubbing without my other Lyns (in case you don't know, my other Lyns are Emelind, Jolene and Pearlene and they are my CJC friends). Metro was good though. The music was great. The crowd was diversed. The drinks were double the size of MOS's. But still I prefer MOS. So many different ambients in a single club.

That's cool.

Ok I am so tired now.

I should go shower.

Oh did I mention I went swimming and woke up at freaking 10am to go for Dim-sum?

That explains my fatigue.

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*Lyn has fallen asleep on the keyboard*

Ice cool...

2006-02-28T01:25:00.000+08:00

Isn't my iPod Nano absolutely cool?

How many iPod Nanos have you seen with Ice Frames?

Probably one and that's mine.

The Ice Frame protects my little precious one and it's just so cool.

And you know what?

It comes in four colours. Great for fickle-minders like me.

I think you know where I got it from.

I made me fat...

2006-02-26T17:11:00.000+08:00

Yesterday I was in a baking mood so I baked a

MANGO CHEESECAKE!!!

It's sinful.

It's sweet.

It's rich.

It's mangoey.

It's cheesy.

It's yummy.

It's pure bliss.

And it's fattening.

I made me fat. Again.

I have a triangular bum...

2006-02-21T20:00:00.000+08:00

I went swimming with my sis and Miki today and we had a great time! The weather was pretty warm today and the cool pool was a welcomed cool-down. In fact there were many cool pools! There was even a 5 metres dive pool at the swimming complex. I felt I was flying when I went underwater and saw the bottom so many metres away. Very cool.

However there is a side effect from all the swimming. The harsh sun in Perth gave me annoying tan-lines and a triangular bum. Not a pretty sight I assure you.

And I also stink of chlorine.

Get Off My Property!

2006-02-20T23:18:00.000+08:00

It is the second time in two weeks!

Some idiot tried to break into our house again!

Last week some idiot saw that our sliding door was opened so he pried open the fly screen and entered our house. Ruth, my housemate was sleeping on the sofa when she heard someone in the house. She woke up and scared the burglar away. He didn't take anything from our house but he broke into Ruth's car earlier and took some coins before entering our house.

Just now my sis and I were returning from dinner when we saw a speeding police car in front of us and we thought they were probably abusing their authority and were speeding. But when we saw it stopping near our house we started to get curious.

Ruth came out of the house looking flustered and she told us she saw another idiot trying to break into our house again. She said she saw something moving outside the sliding door and thought it was the neighbour's cat but when she looked closely she saw a man staring back at her. She screamed for our other housemate Jonathan and he called the police.

Two policeman came and they found a haversack and one side of a soccer shoe near our house. They said the burglar probably stole them from nearby houses. That loser! They then took down Ruth's statement and off they went to look for that particular idiot with a white singlet and a white cap.

It is already the third time somebody tried to break into our house and the last two incidents happened within these two weeks! I feel so insecure staying in this house.

Well at least there's a man in the house. It used to be four girls. Imagine how helpless we would be if someone managed to enter the house. I shudder at the thought of it.

Oh well the house has finally quietened now and everybody are back to what they were doing.

No more dramas please.

Congratulate me...

2006-02-16T11:50:00.000+08:00

I finally have internet connection in my house now.

But not after a 1 1/2 hrs long phone call to technical support at Westnet.

I didn't do much though. I pretended to doze off while my sis and housemate scrambled with the cables and the username/password. But I did doze off eventually. Haha... how lazy can I get?

Well that's because I didn't want to be a hypocrite and stand around pretending I know what's going on and try to help.

The only things I know about the internet is that Internet Explorer is a web browser and that wireless internet means you don't need cables. Yup my knowledge of the internet is that limited.

It's an amazement how I can get my blog running. But if you've clicked on every link on my blog you would know that my archives links are not working.

Don't ask me why.

I need to cool down...

2006-02-15T17:47:00.000+08:00

Perth has been so damn hot these few days and I simply can't stand it. It has been in the 37C region this week and the weatherman has no other ways to describe the weather other than "very hot".

And yes it IS very hot. My fan blows out warm air; my walls are radiating heat; my bed feels like I had the electric blanket on; and worst of all when I squeeze my shampoo out, it's WARM!!! My creams are all a little too runny and are just plain disgusting.

This weather would make Elson sis melt and darling Emelind disintegrate into thin air. Even I who adore warm weather am starting to curse the heavens above.

The campus is like my second home now. I come here everyday to enjoy the air-con and use the very restricted internet. I can't even use MSN or Friendster here! What is their problem?!?

I was supposed to have internet connection in my house yesterday but my very thick-in-the-head internet provider had mis-read the password given to him and gave us a totally different one. I have no idea what though. So internet has to wait for a while. Probably two days.

In the meantime, I would make do with this very restricted internet. Well at least it's fast.

I'm weird...

2006-02-12T16:57:00.000+08:00

List 5 weird/random things about yourself.

1. I love trees without leaves. They look sad but I think they are much more beautiful than the leafy ones.

2. I bite the insides of my cheeks when I'm bored. I actually didn't realise it until recently when I looked closely into my mouth and saw my skin peeling.

3. I love reading to the point that I even read the instructions on the back of my shampoo bottle when I'm in the shower.

4. I hate apples because the crunch makes my hair stand and my knees go weak.

5. I don't like to go to the hairdressers because they never fail to make me feel ticklish.

A Million Thanks...

2006-02-11T17:58:00.000+08:00

I'm back in Perth guys and all I can think of is home. I miss everything about Singapore. Even the palm trees on the expressway.

I have to say thank you to all my wonderful family and friends who made my trip back home so utterly wonderful.

~To my dad who asked his company not to send him overseas while my sister and I were in Singapore.

~To my mum who cooked me my favourite dishes and made me smile countless times at her thoughtfulness.

~To my grandmother for laughing at my poor Hainanese.

~To my little sister who specially came to say goodbye to me before she left for school.

~To my cousin Mei Xui for all the swimming and the last zoo trip.

~To my cousin Jazreel for her laughter and craziness.

~To my cousin Ronald for letting me experiment with your hair.

~To my aunt Jean for the wonderful new year cookies.

~To my bestest friend Michelle for the fish & co. lunch, beautiful neo-prints and the tears in your eyes when I left.

~To my Emelind for the ice jellies and crazy/lovely pictures and the stays at your house.

~To my Jolene for all the shopping and eating and the way you call us "girl".

~To my Pearlene for waiting for me on Wed night to take pictures despite having a test the next day.

~To my Hui Shan for the countdown party at Esplanade.

~To Mr Man-Hunt for the last kiss at MOS.

~To my Cherie for the Holland Village tour and desserts.

~To my Felicia for inviting me to crash her classes though I didn't manage to do so.

~To my Amy for the NYP lunch.

~To my Woon Shan for being with me at the CNY party.

~To my Rebecca for sending me a goodbye message before I left.

~To my Ana who forked out time to meet me despite being so busy.

~To my Joyce who wished me Merry christmas and Happy Chinese New Year.

~To my sis Elson for the bowling and fish & co.

~To my Salihah for the bowling, 4e4 class gathering and fish & co.

~To Syafiq for the 4e4 gathering, reminding us of the hilarious events at YTSS and the ghost stories.

~To Jin Hai for the tortoises and late night meetings.

~To Tuck Mun who took out time to attend the 4e4 class gathering.

~To Terence for making my surprise party a success.

~To Ee Chiu for the delicious Japanese dinner.

~To Noelle for the laughter and picture-taking at the restaurant.

I love you guys and I can't wait to see you guys again.

Blink blink and hopefully 1 1/2 years would be gone like that.

Fallen...

2005-11-27T09:01:00.000+08:00

I woke up at 6.30am this morning and tried in vain for an hour to go back to bed. I was feeling refreshed even though I slept at 3am last night. I can imagine you sitting in front of the computer feeling skeptical at the amout of sleep I claim I had.

These few days have been extremely relaxing for me. I laze under the sun, read, eat, sleep, shop and meet up with old friends. Sometimes I even walk around the house wondering whether to lie on the couch, the bed or on the grass with the neighbour's cat. I am such a disgrace.

But with all these free time, I had the chance to think about my life here and one thing kept nagging at me. I didn't think I would feel this way but I did.

I fell in love for Perth.

As I countdown to the day I fly back to sunny Singapore, I experience a storm of emotions. A concoction of excitment, anxiety, worry, loss and an unfathomable.......... pain.

I know I would be coming back in 3 months time but I just can't fight off these strong emotions churning in my heart.

After all Perth has been home for the past 1 and 1/2 years. This is where I have been resting my feet, filling my stomach, enriching my mind, building my circle of friends and waiting to go home.

I would miss all these when I return home to you guys.

I would miss my hot pink sheets.

The too-loud-for-Perth's-dead-quiet-nights IKEA clock.

The tattered shield from the

prying eyes of the neighbours.

The jungle of wires.

The obscene but cute picture the Samurai stuck onto my wall during the stresses of assignment season.

The shelve that doubles as a showcase of gifts from friends; a dressing table; a bookcase; a CD rack; and a snack bar.

The door that acts as a picture frame and a Japanese alphabet chart.

Oh look I'm already packing my suitcase which is a little too early since I would only be flying on the 9th of December.

It's ludicrous but I think I would also miss my rickety old chair.

And even the horrid green carpet.

Oh yes I would definitely miss the neighbour's cat which I named Kitty.

And of course my pride and joy.

Ouch.

Don't even remind me.

I am so poor...

2005-11-17T22:29:00.000+08:00

I don't know what the hell happened to blogger. I wrote half the post and the page just refreshed itself and everything disappeared. I am doubly pissed now.

Please read on.

Yes I am so poor now. There is only $10 in my wallet and $23 in my bank. I am so poor I can't even afford to go to Blockbuster to rent a movie to entertain myself. And it is all because of the "little mishap" my dearest sister got us into.

On the fateful Sunday, I made some muffins and we decided to visit Miki with some. I was going to drive (yes yes, I know I do not have a license yet) to Stephanie's place to give her some and my sister would then drive us to Miki's place but I was lazy so I asked her to do it. BIG MISTAKE!

We had our first car accident RIGHT AT OUR DOORSTEP.

My sister reversed the car out of the driveway and BLINDLY KISSED (I don't know how she managed to do that) the neighbour's friend's car. It was so loud we could almost hear the full impact even with the car windows shut.

Another neighbour's friend witnessed the "kiss" so we could not escape (not that we will anyway). My shaken sister carefully parked our car at the side of the road while I got off to inspect the damage. Our car was relatively fine except for a small dent and a few scratches (but still, ouch!). The neighbour's friend's car however had a huge dent. In fact it was the size of an A3 paper! For someone who loves her car, it is humongous.

At that precise moment the owner came back in another of the neighbour's friend's car and we broke the news to her. Suddenly neighbours and neighbours' friends came out of nowhere. Including my sis and I, there were almost 10 people crowding the car. It was SO EMBARRASSING! And the worst thing was that they were actually worried about our safety. Double embarrassment. Of course we were fine dearies, it was a peck on the cheek, not a french kiss. Ok that was not a very nice thing to say. My little sister could be reading this. Yikes!

Anyway the neighbours are such kind people aren't they.

BUT!

That doesn't mean we can get away without paying for the damages. They initially estimated the repairs to be around $300 but it came up to a whopping $500!

Ouch.

The owner of the car we hit came this evening to collect the money. It was hard giving a total stranger half a grand.

Double ouch.

That money was meant to last us until we go home but now we don't even have enough to pay the rent. And there are bills to settle too.

We emptied our wallets and realised we only had $35 between us. We pooled our coins and counted them: $67.80 but that includes Samurai's $26 "bank" in our house. We sold our old modem, old router and old telephone but that only got us $80. We even went as far as digging out every single Singapore currency we had and found $90 but it was only around AUD$70. Not even enough to pay for the electricity bill. Luckily my Samurai came to our rescue by graciously and generously lending us some money to tide over this very difficult period.

We would get so excited whenever we found some coins lying around the house.

Yes we were that desperate.

After paying the $51 phone bill, the $36 newspaper bill, the $74 electricity bill, the $180 rent and the $500 crash bill, we have a grand total of

$31 between us.

That is going to last us until we go home. And we are not going home tonight mind you. We are going to be here for ONE MORE MONTH.

So that means a dollar a day.

$0.50 each.

Great.

Oh don't worry people I have already asked my Samurai to bring all his coins from his house so we could bring it to the bank to change them into notes. He has coins lying everywhere even behind the TV. I don't how that man managed to collect $227.10 worth of coins in his house.

Together with my $67.80 worth of coins and $31, we now have

$325.90!!!

This is what I'll be bringing to the bank tomorrow.

How embarrassing.

But at least I have enough to last a month.

**And please do not mention ANYTHING about the "little mishap" to my parents. It is because they don't know that we are in such a pathetic state now. If my parents ever find out, I am going to hunt you down and you would wish you were never born. I am dead serious.

Released and relieved...

2005-11-10T18:23:00.000+08:00

Finally the time has come for me to relax and stretch my toes. The past few days has been living hell for me and I know I only have myself to blame. Oh well that's history now, no use harping on it. Well let's see what I can do now...

1. Get my driver's license. (Please pray for me.)

2. Buy souvenirs. (You guys want anything? Feel free to ask ok, that's to make up for everything that I missed while I'm here.)

3. Find a house. (Either that or bless me with nice housemates.)

4. Enrol for next semester. (What a pain!)

5. Go fishing! (Or prawning, or crabbing, or abaloning, or claming!)

6. Exercise. (Read: lose weight)

7. Clean my room. (How can a girl make such a mess I wonder.)

8. Sleep. (Now that I have all the time in the world, I can sleep till my heart's, mind's, body's, soul's content.)

9. Think of what to do.

YEAH!!!! I'm finally free now!!!! I feel like shouting at the top my lungs, I feel like hugging everybody I see, I feel like eating all the hazelnut chocolates there are in Perth, I feel like FLYING!!!!

I'm gonna read my books, sip champagne, munch on tidbits while sun-baking tomorrow. What a sinful thing to do but guess what?

I DON'T CARE!!!

AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I'll be having the time of my life while the rest of Curtin Uni are mugging for their exams. *sinister laugh*

Mass Comm people has no, NO exams. *mocking laugh*

Mass Comm people are SO damn lucky. *arrogant laugh*

*clears throat, straightens back, adjusts shirt*

Ok this entry is so lame. I'll be blogging about something more intellectual tomorrow.

A million apologies...

2005-10-30T01:41:00.000+08:00

Yes I know I haven't been updating much recently; in fact I haven't been updating at all!

It's all because of my accumulating or should I say ACCUMULATED pile of assignments?

Less than two weeks to complete four final assignments.

I guess I need more than luck to pull this stunt off.

I need:

sheer determination

flexibility (not physically of course; I can't even touch my toes!)

creativity

immense concentration

supersonic typing speed

a tower of resources

caffeine

and

of course

some

TLC.

Ok you can wish me luck.

It's a bird! It's a plane! IT'S DANCING BANANA!

2005-10-09T04:09:00.000+08:00

I went to the beach last week with Miki and my sister and saw a dancing banana on the water. I couldn't believe my eyes! It couldn't possibly be true! It was a KODAK moment and I managed to take a picture.

Of course it can't be true. Bananas do not dance. It must have been the sun blinding my eyes or the cold seeping into my head. I shrugged it off and concentrated on cursing the weather for being so cold.

I forgot all about it until a few days later when I chanced upon the picture while laughing at a fat photo of my sister. I could not understand why there was a banana on the water and why it was dancing. I thought my eyes were still blinded by the sun so I tried to look at it from a different angle and even zoomed in on it but no matter how hard and long I stared at it; it simply looked like a dancing banana to me.

To be precise, a half-naked dancing banana. Look at how the skin is halfway down and made the banana look like it's doing a penguin dance.

I just HAD to show somebody the dancing banana! I grabbed Samurai and sat back, expecting him to marvel at the amazing sight. Instead he turned to me and gave me a "do-you-want-me-to-hit-you?" look. I was bewildered. A dancing banana on the water! Aren't you amazed? You don't see that everyday.

Samurai: It's a bird.

Me: ...........................

The sun is out...

2005-10-07T22:08:00.000+08:00

In a bizarre, and surprisingly anti-climatic, twist of events; the wind brought back to me what it almost carried to the "Land of the Rising Sun". The skies are now clear and the sun is shining again. Winter is finally over. Now that's one less thing to worry about.

Right, time for updates!

We FINALLY bought a car! HOORAY!!!! It is a 2005 silver Daihatsu Sirion.

- power steering

-dual front SRS airbags

-air-con

-power windows

-keyless entry

-5 years warranty

-low fuel consumption at 6.4 litres per 100km

-pre-tensioner and forcelimiting seatbelts

-4-speed automatic

-towing capacity 1000kg!

-Engine immobiliser

-1298 cc

-Maximum Power 64kW @ 6000rpm

-Maximum Torque 120Nm @ 3200rpm

And all these wonderful features are packed in a car only 3600 X 1665 X 1550!

It's not a cheap car though. It is $17, 500 after tax, on-road costs, license something, blah blah and exploitations. However getting a brand new 2005 Japanese car for $17, 500 in Singapore is like striking lottery. With the same amount I would probably only get half of a car in Singapore because cars in Singapore are disgustingly EXPENSIVE!!!

Perth: 2005 Daihatsu Sirion $17, 500

Singapore: 2005 Daihatsu Sirion $52, 000 (!!!!!!!#$%~*^&*!!!!!!!)

See what I mean?

However, however, however.

My sister hasn't received her license yet and I haven't set a date to, ahem, RE-TAKE my driving test. But first my sister needs to get Miki's boyfriend to go down to the police station to sign her driving log book; go down to the licensing center to apply for a driver's license; wait a week for it to arrive; register the car with her license; get a cheque to pay for the car; sign more papers; and finally drive it home. I'm hoping 2 weeks is enough.

I can't wait to run my fingers on its spanking new sleek metal body.

You know, I actually want the car in Cyan Storm but the dealer only had white, dark blue and silver. Cyan Storm is such a kawaii colour. Look!

On second thoughts; black is also good. It never gets out of fashion.

Hey Pistachio is also kawaii!

Sand too!!

White as well!!!

Wouldn't it be wonderful if I can simply remove the shell and change a different colour.

FAT HOPE!!!!!!!!

it's all smiles again.

You blew me away, now reel me in...

2005-09-30T23:46:00.000+08:00

I know I haven't been updating very much recently and I feel terribly ashamed. What is the use of having a blog when you don't update? That's contradicting.

I have a reason for not updating though. In fact many reasons.

1. A truckload of assignments.

2. Depressed.

3. Words do not come out.

4. Time is precious to me now.

5. Him.

I heard on the news this evening that Perth had more than 20 tornadoes this year. 2005 is the most windy year so far.

This wind and other blows blew me off course. I am disorientated, drained and dreadful of what is going to hit me next.

I need more time. Time to do things I probably would not get another chance to do. Things that are going to be the first and last.

Don't worry. I do not have cancer.

Baby, please don't go.

A mini-sized accomplishment...

2005-09-10T01:16:00.000+08:00

Yes I know I haven't been updating recently but I was really busy with assignments and I just recovered from a cold so forgive me guys. Isn't that what friends do?

For the past week I have done so much drawings I don't want to see a pencil again. I spent 16 mad hours with virtually no breaks in between drawing 41 pictures. 16 hours, 41 pictures for a storyboard assignment that is only worth 10% of the unit. You can see the progression of my drawings from doodling to dead serious to plain desperate. I couldn't care less about the shading towards the end and I was even tempted to draw stick figures but I didn't want my lecturer to think I was THAT desperate so I didn't. The people I asked didn't draw as much as I did but that only mean they are lazy right? RIGHT? I am not foolish to have drawn that much right?

Anyway that is over, no use thinking about it now. But I also did other drawings which I am quite proud of. Wanna see them?

I spent many night on campus clicking on the very cool Machintosh to produce these 3 pictures which, I repeat, I am quite proud of. I enjoyed the nights on campus though. It wasn't as stressful as churning out sentences for boring essay topics and I had a chance to talk about silly things with Samurai. We also talked about history, politics and cultures and I find that I quite like these intellectual conversations. They make me work my sluggish brain.

I am going to miss those nights when campus is the only place we would go after class and after dinner but no worries we can do that all over again for the next few weeks because assignments are going to be due yet again. Can we have a short ad break to catch our breath please?

So you wanna see my mini-sized accomplishment? The one I am quite proud of? I really feel good about them so please DO NOT criticise them even if you feel they are total crap. Promise?

Here they are!

Assignment 1: Self-portrait.

This is the original picture.

And this is what I did with it. It actually DOES look like me!

Assignment 2: Typographical manipulation. We have to make the word look what they mean. My word was last (last piece of sushi in case you didn't get it). Samurai did "sword" and his was REALLY good. Our lecturer looked pretty impressed. The fact that we are classmates shames me. Not fair. I HATE YOU SAMURAI!!!!!

Anyway this is the original picture.

And this is what I did. This assignment took me the longest time. I originally did a wave design for the plate but a "certain Japanese guy" suggested AFTER I finished doing it that sushi plates are supposed to have simple designs. So I decided to stick to this bamboo design but guess what? I finished doing it, went home for dinner, came back later and got a pleasant susprise from the computer announcing that the file is corrupted and thus cannot be opened. We were warned this happens all the time.

Assignment 3: Logo design.

This is my favourite out of the 3. It is simple but really cool. I am tempted to make a T-shirt with this design.

I want to be in two places at a time...

2005-08-20T21:58:00.000+08:00

I often wonder if I made the right choice by coming to Perth. I know it is all too late for regrets or reconsiderations but I am not suggesting anything. Just wondering. Wondering how my life story would be written if I chose to stay in Singapore.

I like my life here but looking at all the things I've missed makes me feel a pang of regret and loneliness. I just realised I have a nephew now and he is going to have his one-month celebration soon (I don't even know when). If I hadn't read my cousin's blog I wouldn't even know I am an aunt. I missed another cousin's wedding, countless birthdays and left a huge hole in my family and friends' life. If I were in Singapore, I wouldn't have missed all the important family events; I would be part of the crew planning my friends' birthday parties; I would be one of the smiling faces in photographs that I was supposed to be in. I can now only read about what's going on in my friends' lives on their blogs or wait to be filled in on outdated news when I finally return. Thinking about these just makes me want to curl up in bed and cry. I miss home.

But coming to Perth made me grow up and learn the ropes of life and opened my eyes to many things. I have learnt how to cook; how to run the house without Mummy; and how to get to school on time without Daddy. Getting to school without my father driving is easy and cooking well just needs a little more practice but knowing people and learning about their countries is just invaluable. If I stayed in Singapre, I wouldn't be able to meet these wonderful friends or my Samurai. I wouldn't trade this experience for anything. It is priceless.

I have always known that someday I would be going to exotic places and experiencing cultures that would make me look on with wide eyes. I have always known that I would be like my mum finally settling down with someone from a faraway land.

I don't want to read about other countries in books or watch about other countries on tv; I want to feel them. I like to see myself ten years down the road carrying a backpack bursting with souvenirs from around the world or alternatively as a writer/photographer/tv presenter travelling in style.

I guess studying in Perth is preparing me for my dream and I guess nothing can hold me back.

It pains me to think of what I would miss but it pains me even more not to pursue my dream.

It is pretty hard to choose isn't it? Home and dream. Why can't they all be at the same place?

Albany trip...

2005-08-12T17:12:00.000+08:00

I read my previous entries and I realised that I said I would post pictures of my Albany trip but apparently I had not. Oops.

Here they are!

The Indian Ocean or is it the Southern Ocean? Don't know!

The lighthouse.

Where the Indian Ocean meets the Southern Ocean.

A spouting whale.

A mother whale with her calf but you can't really tell which is which.

A colony of seals.

Tree-top walking.

Stephanie and me!

The colour of the sky at sunset is so beautiful don't you think?

Took this when I was on the car. The reflection on the water is so clear. Not a ripple at all.

Don't know where this is or what we were doing there. Just an old harbour perhaps.

This is supposed to be a salmon feeding ground but we went at the wrong time of the year. They feed here in February.

Erm... don't know where this is again but not far from the salmon feeding ground.

I stood on the side of the cliff, looked down at the foam created by the waves and can't stop wondering how am I supposed to survive if I were to fall into the water.

Hey what are you guys looking at?

Look at the clouds!

This is a natural bridge created by years of constant hitting by the waves.

I am one of the tiny ants on the bridge. We were all so scared when somebody said a freak wave washed away some tourists off the bridge a few years ago. Glad I survived.

The giant windmills at the wind farm.

Look how blue the water is! Why aren't the beaches in Singapore like this?

Let's take a closer look!

The little sand dunes made by the wind. Look how undistured everything is. That's the beauty of Australia.

This is my friend Stephanie who is sooooooo afraid of getting dark that she walks around covered like an Arabic woman.

The entrance to the cave.

This is the suspended table inside of the cave. The table is the original level of the floor but over the years, the water wears away the floor but cleverly leaving the part where the columns are. Look at the reflection on the water. It is so beautiful. And this cave is the only place in the world where you can see this.

Straws on the ceiling of the cave.

Columns and straws.

Busselton Jetty. There was an underwater observatory at the end of the jetty but the visibility was too low so we gave is a miss.

A row of trees. We missed this on the way to Albany but on the way back, we were all ready with our cameras.

Sunset on the last day of my trip.

The Albany trip was great but it could have been better with more time, better weather and more close friends.

No more butt kicks...

2005-08-09T22:41:00.000+08:00

Yup no butt kicks.

Driving test result: Fail.

Reason: Stopped on double white line.

Yes I WAS THAT DUMB. I still can't believe I failed. It was such a stupid way to fail. I was so close to passing. There were 7 parts to the driving assessment and I have already passed 6 but at the last moment when I was only a turn away from the driving center, in fact just a 100m , I stopped ON the DOUBLE WHITE LINE and prepared to turn. WRONG! WRONG! WRONG! Never do that. The examiner would fail you immediately. Anyway she stepped on the brakes and told me what I have just done. I felt so stupid and I just want to bang my head on the steering wheel. I was so close.

I went back to the driving center and did a perfect parking but the examiner showed no mercy. She explained to me what I did wrong and said she felt really sorry she had to fail me. She said I was really close to passing.

I KNOW THAT!!!!!!!!!

Wish me luck...

2005-08-08T23:08:00.000+08:00

My driving test is tomorrow but I don't feel nervous at all. It feels as if I am simply going for another driving lesson. Guess it is a good thing I am not nervous. Don't want to end up like my sis - she failed because she was too nervous and thought she started the car when in fact she had not. A silly way to fail I think. Hee.... sorry la jie... My silly Samurai promised me I could kick his butt if I passed my test. What a sadist. But that is my motivation now!

Miki, my sister and I got into an arguement with someone again. It is not a catastrophe but it made my sister and I pretty upset. Miki was really excited though because she has another juicy gossip to tell Kanako. Tsk tsk tsk.. Miki chan...

I wonder why some people can stay here for more than 2 years and not get into an arguement with anybody but the 3 of us always seem to find ourselves in the middle of a speech war. Forget it. Let bygones be bygones. Unhappy memories are meant to be stuffed into a bottle and thrown off a cliff.

Oi Samurai! Is your butt ready? I know my leg is....

Week 1 recap...

2005-08-07T20:16:00.000+08:00

I am so annoyed at Blogger! I can't put extra spaces between paragraphs!!! WHY?!?!?!?! This post is so untidy. Even my room looks better.

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Monday: History of film and television lecture and tutorial, photo design lecture.

The film and tv lecture is pretty dry and the lecturer has an uncanny resemblance to a talking block of wood. The movie at the end of the lecture is a treat though provided they don't screen quiet, slow-moving Aussie movies like Beneath Clouds. It made me drift off 5 minutes into the movie. The tutorial is pretty alright since I know half the class. The weekly reading and film viewing journal and essential readings for the tutorial is a pain! And it's worth 30%! I am actually supposed to do that now.

Photo design lecture is short and there are always beautiful professionally-taken photos to see so I don't mind being there. However the lecturer talks like a hypnotiser and he never fails to make Samurai nod off.

Tuesday: Break!

Wednesday: Photo design tutorial and design computing tutorial.

I am so looking forward to photo design tutorial because we get to be in the darkroom developing our own photos! How cool is that! Got to wear covered shoes though or you won't be allowed in the workshop in case anything decides to fall on your little innocent toes and chop them off! Wasn't me who said that. The hypnotiser did.

Design computing is a breeze. Sitting in a computer lab clicking away on a very cool Macintosh using a very sophisticated program called Freehand turning

this

into

this.

Mind you it is not easy alright. You have to draw in all the lines and shapes and fill in the colours all by yourself.

Thursday: MCI (media, communication and information) tutorial.

My MCI tutor is so animated I'm sure he can earn a living as a comedian if Curtin doesn't want him. The way he speaks and what he says will crack you up leaving you rolling on the floor with stitches. He is also very eloquent so if you get into a debate with him, sayonara. And he is a good tutor in a way that he gives you examples that would make you go "huh?" but dig deeper and you would go "ahhh...."

Friday: Break!

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Miki is finally back from the Land of the Rising Sun! And guess what she bought for my sister and me?

A YUKATA!!!!! It is a summer version of the Kimono and it is extremely difficult to put it on. Miki said you can wear it by yourself but it took her and her friend a good half an hour to get it on me. And the little ribbon behind is not nice Miki!

Anyway I have pictures!

Me in my Yukata.

The back view. See the ribbon is not nice Miki!

My sister! She look like a real Japanese woman, doesn't she?

The two of us smiling at the camera but we were actually suffocating!

Designer of the Year Miki Koba! This photo looks as if it is the end of a fashion show and the designer is out to greet the people. The only thing missing is a bouquet of flowers in her arms.

My sis and I paraded around the house and I even contemplated going out of the house to show off my Yukata but on second thought people would probably laugh at me so I didn't. I finished off my very late lunch but I felt the food was lodged in my oesophagus because the band around my waist was toooooooo tight! The whole time I was in my Yukata I was only taking shallow breaths. Hats off to olden days Japanese women who wore this EVERYDAY in summer.

Miki said the Kimono is worse! It is tight everywhere except for the arms. She had to take tiny baby steps in her Kimono. She told me the Kimono is made tight so olden days Japanese women would not be able to run away from their husbands. Tsk tsk tsk... There are other ways to keep your woman, just be creative!

And happy 19th birthday to Elson sis! I sent you an sms. Hope you've received it.

I'll try to embrace your lifestyle...

2005-07-29T17:22:00.000+08:00

Aussies are people who take things easily and slowly. Extremely slooooowly. Sometimes it's a good thing since I'm a slow person but for somethings like MY enrolment which had been dragged on 8 weeks ago before Samurai left till this minute as I type and would go on till next Monday at 10am, it gets me extremely annoyed at the inefficiency of my Uni.

I understand that course switches and getting my Recognition of Prior Learning sorted out is a little confusing and troublesome but excuse me, isn't 2 months waaaaaaay enough time for them to get my enrolment done? Ok perhaps it is really that confusing that they need a whole year to do it but can the kind people at the Media and Information department please make sure the other departments know what they are doing and not make people with zero stamina like me run around the campus which by the way is a staggering 116 hectares talking to people who redirect me to someone else in another building who also does the same thing. People please stop practicing your Tai-Chi.

The people at the International Office said I can do my enrolment next Monday at 10am. I would like to believe them but judging at the number of empty promises made by Curtin's staff I'll just give them a fake retarded smile and take their word with a pinch of salt.

Well since I am in their territory I would have to abide by their rules and the way they do things even if any fool can see that their way isn't very efficient and it annoys many people. In fact it annoys me so much that I am repulsed from the lowermost bedrock bottom of my heart and I curse them in a million ways everytime they redirect me to another building that is not a few metres away.

Urgh! I am so annoyed I can chew off the legs of my table in 5 seconds.

The wait is over...

2005-07-21T23:18:00.000+08:00

The long wait is finally history. Samurai is home.

Seeing him again after so long was a little strange and nervous at first just like when I first met him. I was even shy to be close to him or say his name but as we talked I began to warm to him and suddenly everything sprung back into place. He is still the old him. Rock Lee hair, bad imitation of the way I call my sis, certain crude behaviour, a little boy around me.

We did the things we always did in the past: movies at his place, long rides to my place, dinner and playing pranks on my sis, waving his car goodbye as he drove home. It was a refreshing yet familiar feeling.

It's nice to have you home Samurai.

I was robbed!

2005-07-13T16:13:00.000+08:00

Yes you heard me right. I was robbed!!!!!

I was on the bus to the City to have Dim Sum with my sis and my other housemate when some idiot decided to pinch my money. My sis and my housemate were sitting together while I sat behind them. I sat at the edge of my seat so I could chat with them and I had my bag behind me. Even though I had my bag behind me I wasn't worried because there were not many people on the bus and my sis and housemate would notice if somebody tried to steal my stuff because they were half facing me. BUT I WAS WRONG!!!! Somehow during the 20 mins ride, somebody took my wallet and emptied it. That person was kind enough to put my wallet back and I heard it. I quickly turned back and checked my wallet and ALL my money was gone!

By this time that idiot was already at the door waiting to get off. I ran after him and asked if he sat behind me and he said no. He said some guy with black glasses sat behind me and I was foolish enough to believe him although the only guys on the bus were him, the driver and a Chinese guy sitting right at the front. I should have known but I was too flustered that I couldn't think right. That idiotic Aussie guy got off and was probably thinking how to spend the money and how stupid I was.

People, scold me for thinking that everybody is kind, scold me for not zipping my bag (that's my habit but not anymore!), scold me for not being careful enough with my belongings, scold me for believing that idiot, scold me for being stupid.

I don't know the exact amount I lost but I know it is enough for a day of shopping. Or a few driving lessons. Or two pairs of boots. Or a nice dinner with friends. Or many books. Or two coats. Or......... or.... or...... there are millions of thing I can do wih that money but now I unwillingly and unknowingly donated to that idiot.

And I was so unlucky to board an old 177 bus which has no security cameras on them. The usual 177 buses are the new ones with cameras on them. Why today bus 177?

Well at least he didn't take my wallet. My bank card, student card, insurance card, bus card, and many membership cards are still in there. I also have an old Singapore $2 note, friendship cards from Michelle, DJ Fukey's picture and old driver's licence. All these are priceless. But my money is gone!!!! You despicable scoundrel!

To that idiot: If I ever see you again, I'm gonna hit your head with my high heels, slam your face with my tennis racket, force you to donate your clothes to the Salvation Army then pour ice cold water on you, ask my sis and housemate to give you a kick each, take back what you took from me then bring you to the police station.

I am a farm girl.

2005-07-10T01:10:00.000+08:00

Hello people. Yes I am still alive and I haven't gone into hiding. Been really busy making the most out of my 7 weeks holiday. First my parents came and we went out everyday having fun as tourists; next I had two days' rest and went for a 700 km road trip to Esperance with my friends; I had another day's rest and went for a heart-stopping (I'll explain later) farmstay trip with my sister and her friends; and last night I stayed over at my friend's house and watched tv/chatted till 6 am and later in the day driving lessons for 1 1/2 hours. I am seriously sleep-deprived now but I feel I have an obligation to update my blog. Why keep a blog when you don't update?

My road trip to Esperance was great! Thanks to Stephanie, I had an opportunity to know other Singaporeans and Malaysians. It feels so familiar because we share the same "language" aka Singlish. Although I am not a huge fan of Singlish but hearing the familiar Hokkien and Malay phrases makes me all fuzzy inside. The after effect? I feel a tendency to burst out Hokkien phrases when I told my sis about my trip to Esperance. I really want to put up pictures of my trip but half of them are in my friend's computer so sorry guys. ASAP ok?

My heart-stopping farmstay trip was so because Ee Chew, my sister's friend's friend who came with my sister's friend (Noelle) to see my sister was a terrible driver! Ok not that I am great at driving but sitting in the passenger's seat beside Ee Chew was a lot more scarier than the overturn roller coaster ride in Las Vegas. I was mentally prepared to either pay a huge amount for damages to the rental car or some minor injuries from a car crash (touch wood!!). We were lucky. We didn't get into a car accident but the car was damaged.

Ee Chew tried to make a U-turn because we made a wrong turn but while reversing the car, she actually DID NOT SEE WHAT'S BEHIND!!!!! The car rammed into the fence and we were stuck in the sand. We were lucky we were already near the countryside, away from other cars and pedestrians. Ee Chew stepped on the accelerator really hard to try to get out but it only got worse. The tyres went in deeper and white smoke was coming out from under the car! I panicked and envisioned the car exploding and my body blown into pieces. I blabbered something and quickly got out of the car. Heart pounding, 4 girls, no experienced driver, , stuck in the sand, white smoke, scratches and dent on the car, fence partially damaged, road deserted, cold wind. I almost cried.

The 4 of us were desperate. We didn't know what to do. Then out of nowhere our prince in a white, erm, utility truck came to our rescue. He tied one end of a rope to our car and the other to his and pulled our car out of the sand. By this time there were already 2 row of cars waiting to pass through on both sides of the road. All four of us wished we could bury our heads in the sand and pretend nobody saw what happened.So we were out of the sand and on our way again but that was not all. Ee Chew kept driving on the shoulder and a few times it seemed that we would run off the road and ram head on into a tree. Noelle had to constantly tell Ee Chew she was too close to the shoulder or too close to the other lane. The rain and sun seemed to play a fool on Ee Chew because they knew that she cannot drive and turn on the wipers or sun shade at the same time so they kept drizzling, then pouring then drizzling again then sunny. Drizzle, sun, pour, sun, sun, pour, drizzle, pour. I was Ee Chew's third hand, turning on the wipers and the sun shade when she needed.

When we finally reached the farm which was 270 km away, we were all overcome with relief. We made it there in 4 pieces although a little piece of me broke off when we hit the fence but still we were safe. I look forward to a hot shower, hot dinner, cosy fireplace and a warm bed.Our little cottage, not exactly little since it could sleep 9 and has enough cutlery and crockery for 30 people, has a nice countryside feel to it. Fireplace, wood furniture, old kettles and bottles, a wood fire oven. We were all like country pumkins marvelling at every vintage thing we see.

Unfortunately the people running the farm kept their traditional source of water. Ground water. It was cloudy and had a mild smell of mud or was it only my imagination? Nobody dared to use the water so nobody took a shower and it was way to cold to be naked. Noelle didn't even dared to brush her teeth.

The fire place was the only thing keeping us warm that night. It wasn't exactly a fireplace but an updated version of it. It's like an oven where you put the wood in and close the glass door. You have to be quick though because the smoke from the fire would trigger a certain modern technology in our little vintage cottage. The damned smoke alarm. It went off 3 times and made me jump out of my dry skin 3 times. I absolutely hate annoying repetitive sounds like alarm clocks' rings, sirens, and every single alarms. Every time we need to add wood, I would be holding the door handle ready to open and slam it shut while Noelle shove the wood in and my sister fanned away at the smoke alarm while Ee Chew sat and amused herself at our stupidity.

After dinner, we sat around the fire place and played scrabble. No modern technology. Well actually there was a TV and VCR player but the remote control had no batteries in and the only way to turn the TV on was to use the remote control. How stupid and inconvenient modern technology could be.

The next morning we woke up early and tried wood-chopping. Everybody had a turn to chop the wood but it was so hard! The axe itself was so heavy and the wood was so hard. My arms were aching the next day. Then we made our way down to the farm. We rode in the truck and had a bumpy ride around the farm, fed the little lambs, pigs and chickens, rode on horses, milked cows and took lots of pictures.

Later we had lunch and drove back to Perth. This time my sis drove and surprisingly I felt safe with her behind the wheels. Maybe I knw she is such a cautious person. Noelle and I dared her to go 120km/h and she did!

Here's proof!

Our cosy little vintage cottage.

Ahhh.. the fire place.

The wood fire oven.

Family portrait. From left: Ee Chew, my sis, me, Noelle.

The view from our cottage.

Another view from our cottage.

The car and me pretending it's mine.

Me feeding the lambs.

No I didn't torture the chicken and I have no intention of having it as dinner!

Aww... Isn't she sweet? She's a little girl I met at the farm.

At the Lake Clifton Winery. Very yummy fruit wine! I bought Grapefruit wine and Noelle bought Mango wine.

My sis behind the wheel.

We made it home in 4 pieces and without any scares this time thanks to my sis's excellent manoeuver of the car, Noelle's moral support, Ee Chew's early warning of hazards and my map-reading skills. Hooray!

And it was me who found the winery. Where would you get yummy fruit wine without me?

what do dreams mean?

2005-06-23T22:08:00.000+08:00

Sorry I haven't been blogging for so long folks. My parents are here and we have been visiting tourist sites for the past few days. The long scenic drives are such a treat from the bustling city. Rolling hills, fields of wild flower, caves, wild kangaroos, oceans that never seem to end. And we have been blessed with warm sunshine for the past few days. However it's all dark and gloomy today with the winter storms coming in.

I wanted to blog about the strange dream I had last night but I'm not in the mood now.

2 weeks down. 3 more to go.

I miss sleeping beside you.

Inside the imaginative minds of Photoshopers...

2005-06-14T18:55:00.000+08:00

I was browsing the newspaper the other day and found this great website http://www.worth1000.com/default.asp for photoshop, photography, multimedia and text contests. The news article featured this particular contest where participants have to merge images of a modern-day technology with vintage machinery. The winner was this:

Vintage radio Xbox! This Xbox was seamlessly composed and totally believable.

What a cool IPod! I want this for myself. Somebody manufacture this please....

This abacus PDA looks so real! The graphic designer is a genius.

Aww... remember how we played with this when we were young? Not with the dials and colour screen of course.

Hmm.. didn't know digital cameras existed back then. You learn something new everyday!

I also found animals with a human touch:

Yup that's how I will look 1 1/2 years later.

Tsk tsk tsk... what has the world become? Even the chimps are forced to go to war!

This butterfly would make a really cool brooch. *scheming look*

This is so human-looking! It has all the traits of a *ahem* "matured"man. Beer belly, grouchy, alone at a park bench, multiple bags slinged across his body, checked shirt.

This froggy doesn't have a human touch but it's too good to be left out. It is SO believable!

I can't leave this out. The mocking of STAR WARS.

Don't you think Miss Piggy is so sexy?

Hey Shrek can be Yoda instead! He's cuter than the wrinkled little man. And I bet he has better grammer. Yoda: Shrek to play me, I do not want. Myself, I rather be. It is so annoying, Mr Yoda.

Can't imagine what this movie would be.

Next hybrid produce!!!

Onion-orange? Sounds eww but the image is flawless. I take my hat off to you Mr Photoshop.

Now this is yummy! If I were from Venus, I would think apples and/or oranges look like this.

Watermelons should be like this! Peel and bite not split, skin, cut then bite.

Juicy tomapple! Yum!

Ahh.. so corn fields look like this... See you learn something new everyday...

I wanted to stop browsing and saving every picture I see but I just can't help it. Look at this! Celebrities in diferent time periods!

This is so real! It's like Ewan Mcgregor is really a erm... police officer/soldier/navy officer/pilot.

Sir Eminem, the original rapper.

Adam Sandler went back in time to meddle with Chemistry.

Penelope in a 80's Coke ad.

He looks like a scheming sleazy old man here.

How could I not put this up??? I'm totally smitten by him.

The replacement theory. Last one I promise! This page is probably taking 10 minutes to load. Haha!

A bouquet of........ gears?

Metallic housefly. I will still not hesitate to flatten you. PIAK!!!!

Like moths to a flame.

It's so beautiful. Elson: Give it to Leechiu and she would be touched to tears.

Humans are so clever don't you think? They came up with all sorts of amazing gadgets that make our lives so much interesting and convenient. I feel proud being a human. Haha! Weird me.

Ice-Kachang anyone?

2005-06-11T16:35:00.000+08:00

I woke up this morning and felt that my room was too stuffy so I decided to take a breather outside. I opened my front door and *gasp* it was snowing! I was extremely shocked because although it is winter now, it is not cold enough for snow.

Speaking of snow there was a hailstorm in Perth a few days ago. I was in DJ Fukey's house and it was raining but suddenly the raindrops hitting the roof sounded a little too loud. DJ Fukey turned to me and said: " That's ice. Wanna see?" I gave him a mischevious smile and we sprung up from the sofa like little springs and scrambled to the door. We opened the door to a violent storm. Grey skies, howling cold wind and rain and ice hitting our bodies. It was really scary actually but I was too excited about the ice falling from the sky. They are about the size of green beans and not golf balls like what I imagined them to be. I read about hailstones being as big as golf balls when I was a child and since then I always thought hailstones were the size of golf balls. How naive.

Anyway Perth was snowing! I collected them in a pan and brought it into the house.

See! Snow!

I thought it was such a waste to let the snow melt so I decided to make ice-kachang out of it.

Look at the size of it! The teaspoon is like a Barbie spoon compared to it. But still, yum yum!

Let's pose with it!

Come sis, pose with it!

Let's eat it together now!

mmmm... Yum! I love ice-kachang!!

Actually it can't be eaten. The snow came from outside so it is not clean! And the "syrup" we used are not exactly ice-kachang material. The orange colour is some orange-flavoured fizzy drink. The brown is coke and tea. The pink is pink food colouring. The green is *ahem* *mumbles* wasabi *looks away*. Eww! Haha! That was my sis's idea actually but very innovative I must say.

Since our "creation" is too "innovative"to be eaten, we made the painful decision to...

flush it down the toilet bowl!!

That's what Michelle did with Kian Beng's flowers in Kindergarten. Tsk tsk tsk... Michelle ar...

Another pose with the yummy ice-kachang please.

Oi! Don't be rude sis!

Now let's push the button!

Gosh my sis sure looks disgusted.

Going down now.

Splish splash.

Ahh.. all gone!

The ice-kachang went down pretty fact actually. We expected the toilet to choke and cough out some ice-kachang at us but luckily it didn't.

Bet you won't look at an ice-kachang the same way again. I know I would eat an ice-kachang and remember how my toilet gulped it down. Not a very nice scene I tell you.

But my sis and I had fun making the giant inedible ice-kachang. We went back to our childhood again and played "cooking". I remember in my grandmother's house in Thailand, we mashed up leaves and grass and pretended it was stewed vegetables and gave it to our mom. Aww... Bet my kids would show the same filial piety to me in the future. Haha!

Hmm... actually I lied. Perth isn't snowing and didn't snow. The "snow" was actually from my freezer. My freezer was theatening to go back in time to Ice Age so I scraped off the excess ice. The ice was the result of the very smart defence mechanism of my freezer. It reacted by producing more ice because the door wouldn't close properly from the build-up of ice around it. What a smart freezer!

I wish it would snow in Perth so I could have a white holiday but unfortunately it's not cold enough. *hits head* Should have gone to England instead.

I'm waiting for you here...

2005-06-10T15:14:00.000+08:00

It's Friday today.

DJ Fukey is leaving soon.

Just came back from the airport.

45 minutes till his plane takes off.

I feel empty, lonely, lost.

And this is only the first day.

Five weeks of pure misery awaits.

I miss him.

You will find me where you left me.

just three more to go...

2005-06-08T23:54:00.000+08:00

I went to change my course today and had to fill piles of forms in BLOCK LETTERS. I hate writing in BLOCK LETTERS, I feel..... retarded. I always seem to be really s-l-o-o-o-o-w at writing in BLOCK LETTERS. I wonder why but that is not my point.

My point is I went to change my course today and I was told I would finish my course in three semesters.That is only one and a half years away! Yippe!!!! Hooray!!!! Cheers!!!! I expected to complete my degree in 2008 because I changed courses but Noreen (a really nice Scottish lady at the Humanities building) told me it's silly to spend five years for a three-years degree program and that I would still finish my degree in three years. Now that is a relief for my dad's pocket.

Despite the exhilaration at the thought of being able to go home at the end of next year, at the back of my head is a numbing knowledge that one and a half years later there would be miles and miles of land and sea separating DJ Fukey and I. The present 30 minutes drive would be a 10 hours long fight.

The thought of having to maintain yet another long-distance relationship is dampening my holiday spirit (not that very much is left since FRIDAY is coming). I don't want to imagine my life one and a half years later without DJ Fukey or having a long-distance relationship with DJ Fukey. Neither of those puts a smile on my face nor makes me look forward to another beautiful morning.

Many people asked me what will happen to us when we complete our degrees and I always say I have a few more years here and I only care about what happens today and tomorrow and perhaps the day after tomorrow but not three years later. But today I was slammed with the knowledge that my "three years" is now one and a half years. I seriously had not realised that I have already completed half of my degree and is now halfway to the working world and also halfway to different planes that would take DJ Fukey and I to our different worlds.

I am apprehensive about the future, our future.

but.......

I want to fall asleep beside you every night.

I want time to slow down for us.

I want to stay with you.

I am getting emotional.

I am at a loss for words.

Time flies...

2005-06-08T22:54:00.000+08:00

Hmmm... Friday is gonna be here soon and I hope it's still Monday but Einstein forgot to invent the time machine so here am I stuck in Wednesday and wishing it's Monday or that Friday is a month away.

You see, normally I love Fridays because I can stay up late and know that I have two more days to sleep and I absolutely hate Mondays because it means I have to wait four days to have two days of good sleep. Well you're probably thinking I'm having my holiday and don't need to worry about beauty sleep now so why the long-winded lesson on the seven days of the week? I am not concerned about how much time I can sleep now but I am concerned about not being able to see the person I want to see during the time that I am awake.

DJ Fukey is leaving for Osaka this Friday for FIVE weeks and I already miss him. Five weeks of not seeing his "Rock Lee" hair, his square mouth, his back from my computer chair, his totally unconvincing sympathetic look. Five weeks of not hearing his sissy "ng", his terrible imitation of the way I call my sister, his laughter-inducing laughter, his lectures in the middle of the night. Five weeks of not smelling his perfume on his wrist, his cigarette smell on his fingers, his after-shave, his cooking.

The more I think about it, the more I miss him and he's not even gone yet. Gosh five weeks without him is gonna be hard. No telephone calls and a few two-sentences emails is what probably I would get from him during his time in Japan. I'm not gonna call him because he said he doesn't like no-meaning telephone conversations. I would probably have to make up a story everytime I call him.

Day 1
Me: Your house is on fire!

Day 2
Me: Some idiot scratched your car.

Day 3
Me: A tornado is hitting your house tonight!!!!

Day 4
Me: I was cleaning our house and the whole ceiling fell!

Day 5
Me: I made everything up.

He would probably strangle me over the phone. Haha! No that's not funny. I can't see or hear or touch or smell him for five weeks! Documenting a snail's journey from one end of my street to the other feels shorter than five weeks without the annoying Samurai.

*deep sigh* Why didn't Mr Einstein invent the time machine so that I can just time-travel to the day DJ Fukey returns?

*deeper sigh* Hope DJ Fukey is leaving next next next next next Friday.

I will start looking for a snail now.

Free!!!

2005-06-04T12:57:00.000+08:00

Yipee! I finally finished ALL my assignments and this semester is officially finished! For mass comm students that is because next week is tuition-free week and the week after next is exmination week for all the other departments. Mass comm students have NO examinations so we always have the longest holiday in Uni. Are you jealous??? *bleah*

I don't want to be a journalist...

2005-05-31T00:31:00.000+08:00

I was doing some research for my "Future of regulation and policies in the media industries" presentation due on Wednesday and found another reason why I shouldn't take anymore Journalism units.

Journalists in Singapore HAVE to practice self-censorship which means you can't write what you want. The courts can also force journalists to reveal their sources. Tsk tsk tsk... How unethical.

Chase my blues away...

2005-05-28T14:17:00.000+08:00

I am now sitting at an "exposed cubicle" (quoted from cheriemary) at Curtin's libarary going through all the Humanities courses Curtin has. Gosh I still don't know what to study next semester. I know I want to do Creative Writing but I look through the units and realised half of them are on modernism and post modernism. Yikes! I almost went crazy last semester doing Critical Attitude and this semester doing Law, policy and Regulation and I swore I would never touch Foucault or Habermas again (they are responsible for modern and post modern theories (I think) and also my misery). I asked myself over and over again "Do I really want to put myself through all that trash again?". The "Writing for children" and other creative writing units in fact all the creative writing units sound really appealing to me but the modern/post modern units are a great turn off. Another three year of modern/post modern rubbish theories and I would end up like all great philosophers: nervous breakdown and suicide. Do I really want that? Do YOU really want that? NOOOOO!!!!!

So what should I do? Give me some advice people.

Anyway that is not the objective of this post. I just wanted to post something sweet (obviously not the top half of this post). Guess some madly-in-love guy (read: E l s o n) infected me with his mishy-mushy posts. Haha! Sorry sis.

Anyway anyway back to MY post, I was sitting here in my exposed cubicle brooding over the result of Foucault's and Habermas's stupid useless nervous-breakdown-inducing theories: MCI and CIT units and looking through ALL the Humanities courses when my mind drifted off to DJ Fukey. I was feeling so dejected and drained but when I thought of the prospects of seeing him in a few hours time, I smiled inwardly and erm.. outwardly as well I think. Oh no! What would fellow intelligent studious Curtin students think of a girl smiling to herself while staring at a screenful of Humanities courses's information?!?

Fellow intelligent studious Curtin student 1: Gosh why is she smiling to herself?!?
Fellow intelligent studious Curtin student 2: Humanities courses' information on her screen!
Fellow intelligent studious Curtin student 3: Hai...*shakes head* must be the result of Foucault and Habermas.

YIKES!!!

And stop digressing!!!

So I smiled inwardly and outwardly to myself and thought of our conversation last night. We talked till 2am about absolutely silly things (how do Japanese and Singaporean mimic the bark of dogs) and deep philosophical (*jumping up and down* Foucalt! Habermas!), social and family stuff. He said he didn't want to sleep because we had been busy with assignments and didn't have time for heartfelt talks but we had time then so he wanted to talk to me. He is now helping his friend to move his stuff to his new house but he would be back soon! Yipee! Just thinking of him makes the butterflies in my stomach flap their wings wildly. Gosh it's making me smile "inwardly" again! Fellow intelligent studious Curtin students, please don't think I am insane.

But DJ Fukey is going back to Japan on the 10th of June! For over a month! His brother is getting married so he has to make the important trip home to deliver a speech on his wedding day. Wow. Think he (DJ Fukey not his brother) would be really dashing in his suit. Right? Right? RIGHT?!? Of course la.

I thought I wouldn't miss him as much because we are almost lao fu lao qi (old couple) but now that he is leaving soon, I feel lost and empty already. I don't want to imagine my June holidays without him. Lucky my family is coming and I would be going for a short trip with my friends. Would not be so lonely I guess. I guess...

Metamorphic rock on my chest...

2005-05-24T12:50:00.000+08:00

I chose to give up on my last two news articles. I watched the clock tick away as I tried to put my story together yesterday. I told myself this is my last hurdle, just finish it and tomorrow would be another sunshiny and better still articles-free day! I kept motivating myself with small rewards like 10 minutes break if I finish my research or lots of hazelnut-chocolates if I finish in 2 hours but my body simply would not be tempted. My head screamed "Move it! Do your research! Write your story!" but my hand was clicking on the links to my friends' blogs. Gosh what was I doing?!? I must have been possessed by the head/body detachment spirit!

I guess I was simply too tired and not motivated enough to complete my assignment. How could anybody be motivated when you have to finish an essay followed by 2 presentations followed by 2 news articles followed by another radio news article followed by at least 9 lecture commentaries followed by a policy analysis essay all in a matter of 3 weeks? The series, chain, line, list, string of assignments (tedious, verbose academic writing assignments) made me dejected, exhausted, and completely unmotivated. I get driven by pressure by not the amount of pressure that would turn sedimentary rock into metamorphic rock.

So in the end I decided that was it, I would not attempt to drive myself insane by going through another interview and writing 20 unbiased, 25-words paragraphs (it's not easy ok!). I gave up on my news articles. I felt relieved and the metamorphic rock on my chest was lifted by the invisible hands of my soul. Imagine this: me half-dead sprawled on my chair with the rock on my chest, soul of me comes along picks up the rock and slams it on my pile of Journalism notes. Wah! So shuang!

I don't know why but the rock is back again. I have already emailed my lecturer last night to tell her I would not be handing in my articles. The matter is settled, finished, gone, done. Or so I thought. She just emailed me to ask if I want to do other news articles! Oh no! I am still trapped in the sticky web of Journalism. Should I send the email to the trash box, pretend I never received it and not go to the last lesson tomorrow and just let things settle themselves or should I be a brave big girl and see her at her office? I know I should choose the latter but the former seems more appealing to me. The thought alone is making the butterflies in my stomach flap their wings wildly. Piak piak piak piak!

A million sorry to Liz my Journalism lecturer. I'm sorry I chose to give up on my last two news articles. I feel terribly guilty and ashamed of myself now. I gave up the fight even before getting to the ring. Please forgive me people.

And I lost the writing school advertisement!!! I was going to post the advertisement and get my free writing package!!! I want my free writing package!!! Give me!!!

Please come back...

2005-05-16T23:13:00.000+08:00

The weekend was an eventful one for me. Mad dashing to the library, Fremantle and back to Bentley (the suburb I live in). Pulling my hair out trying to string sentences to form my already screwed up Journalism essay. Contemplating between giving up on the stupid essay and doing my best. Failed attempt by some stupid person to break in into my house. Almost losing my good friend.

Miki Koba is my first real friend in Perth. We met in my first homestay in May last year and became really good friends. Together with my sister, the three of us always found ourselves in hilarious situations. Breaking in into my first homestay because we forgot the keys (and trying to keep a straight face while our host parents commended on the "excellent" security system at home). Doing rain dances while waiting for the bus in the middle of the night. Cleaning out the maggots-infested rubbish bin (cos Miki threw out her catches from her fishing trip). Recording our Tai Chi lessons on her mobile phone and countless more. The Miki I thought I knew was a funny, lame, clumsy, comical, daring, loving, open, game-for-anything girl. I thought I've seen her and known her but on the weekend, I saw her in a different light.

I saw a crumbled, depressed, lost and suicidal Miki. It was not something I expected to see in her usual buoyant self. On Saturday I was doing my Journalism essay in my room with Masaki-kun when I heard Miki knocked on Nancy's (my other housemate) door and asked for my sister. I couldn't hear what she said but my sister suddenly asked her in a loud voice what she took. She kept repeating her question but Miki didn't answer. Being the typical kaypo women, I went out and asked my sister what happened. She told me Miki just took 8 painkillers. My heart stopped beating for a second. We sat Miki down on her bed and bombarded her with questions. She just covered her ears and told us to stop asking. We found cuts on both her wrists. I broke down into tears. I didn't know how to react. Nobody taught me how to react when your good friend tries to end her life.

We found the painkillers she took in the bathroom and Masaki-kun translated to us what the bottle said. Do not take more than 2 in 6 hours, it said. We made her dig her throat to vomit the pills out but she couldn't. We wanted to call for an ambulance but she wouldn't allow us to. She said she was fine but I know that wasn't true. I took 4 before and I know how it feels (I wasn't trying to end my life but my headache didn't respond to 2 pills so I took another 2). Your heart starts to beat so fast that you feel it would be so tired that it would stop beating. You feel your energy creeping out of your body and your limbs wouldn't respond to what your brain says. You close your eyes and you see objects become bigger with every heartbeat. It's just such a terrible feeling.

Somehow we managed to convince her to let us send her to the hospital. Masaki-kun drove us to the hospital (hontoni arigatou Masaki-kun) and she spent the night there. She came home on Sunday and slept the whole day. She told us she vomited some clear yellow fluid at least 5 times in the hospital. I guess it was her body rejecting the painkillers. Miki just told me she was not in the mood to go to school so I'm going to call her school tomorrow and ask for a few days leave. She called her mum and told her what happened and she suggested Miki to go back to Japan for a vacation. Miki told me she didn't realize she felt stressful here until her mum suggested her to go home. She told me she won't be gone for ever. Miki said she doesn't want to give up her studies here so she would definitely come back. I can't bear to see her leave but I know it is best for her to recuperate in Japan where she has her family, friends and her beloved cats. I'm going to miss her a lot while she is gone.

It's so painful to see a friend suffer like that. I never want to see another friend or anybody else suffer again but what can I do? I am powerless and so far away from my friends. I can't help anybody if anything happens. How I wish I could travel through phone lines.

To all my friends: please take good care of yourselves and never try to do anything so stupid like end your life. You may be able to escape but know that it is only temporary. Solve the problem and get your life back. Nothing is too big to be solved. And know that I love you all, new friends and old friends.

I hope dear Miki gets well soon and return to her bubbly, lame and clumsy self. In the meantime I would remember our rain dances when I wait for the bus and devise ways to travel through my phone line.

So disappointed...

2005-05-13T01:43:00.000+08:00

I was not published again. I feel so disappointed and seriously doubt my writing skills. Guess I am still not good enough to be published. Well I guess only DJ Fukey would understand what I am talking about so I am gonna elaborate now.

My university has this newspaper called the 'Western Independent' and Journalism students have a chance to get published by submitting 2 stories for every issue (the stories are actually our assignments). For the last issue both my stories were not published because my stories lacked content. I agreed on that and did not feel too upset about not being published. But this time round I thought I did a pretty good job on one of my stories and was quite positive about being published but apparently I was dead wrong. It was not good enough for the school paper.

Or maybe it was because I did not have a picture to go with it that's why I wasn't published. My lecturers said they have a preference for stories with pictures. Or maybe like DJ Fukey said the stories were chosen randomly and I was just unlucky that I missed out. Or maybe or maybe... Or maybe I should stop brooding about it and move on. It's not like I am dying to be published though I think I sounded like it. It's just that my dream is to be a writer and I guess I was trying to achieve that too early and got myself disappointed. I do not have the grounding to write well yet and I know that. That's why I am gonna seriously think about what I am going to do next semester. After one semester of Journalism I realised that Journalism is NOT what I want to do.

Cracking my head for story ideas, getting all jittery and jumpy for interviews and not sleeping to meet deadlines is not enjoyable at all. Some people in my class are so passionate about Journalism and have millions of story ideas but I simply do not share their enthusiasm. I respect journalists because I know what hardwork they go through to churn out a news story. Many people do not know what goes on in the newsrooms but I know. I see it in the Uni newsroom, heard all about it from my lecturers and experienced it myself. So much hardwork goes into a story and nobody cares.

"Today's newspaper is tomorrow's fish and chips wrap."

My lecturer said that and it's so sad. Imagine putting so much effort into your story and 2 days later you see someone using the paper (with your name on it!) to wrap his doggy's poo! (*meekly raising hand* I am also guilty of using newspaper for dirty jobs. But you too!!!!) Nobody cares about what you wrote or what your name was. They simply read (more like browse which I am also guilty of doing) the paper and wait for the karang guni man to come collect your pile of recycled paper on Sundays. Journalism is probably one of the professions that most people take for granted. Where would you get your breaking news fom Iraq or daily dose of gossip or bizzare man from Peru (not that men from Peru are all weird) if not for enthusiastic passionate journalists? God I sound like a really patriotic Journalism student and you would have thought I have convinced myself to continue Journalism but NO!

I am still gonna change majors. Unfortunately.

YIPEE!!! MY OWN BLOG!!!

2005-05-08T19:12:00.000+08:00

Yipee yipee!!!! I have my own blog!!! ok ok I know there's really nothing to be excited about and that I am really late in catching up on the trend but hey it's my tiny little step to me becoming a great writer (or so I hope).

I was finally convinced by DJ Fukey to start my own blog to practice my writing and to allow critiques of my writing. He gave me one of his famous lectures at 4am yesterday and jolted me awake with his theories of write-if-you-want-to and do-it-now. Blogging is really a great platform for people to practice their writings, it's free, many people read it (maybe) and anything digital=convenience. I really don't know why I didn't catch the blog fever earlier even though many of my friends are already seasoned bloggers including DJ Fukey whose blog-host Livedoor is actually PAYING him to blog!!! WHAT???!!!???? I also accidentally found this really great blog (http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/) by a Singaporean girl who won the "Best Asian Blog" in a blog poll and is now working on a book!!! She is quite a celebrity in Singapore from what I read...wow... envious....

Anyway you guys should really check out her blog. Her witty, light-hearted style of writing makes every entry an enjoyable and often stomach-cramping (from all the laughing) read. I’m not joking at all guys. The first time I read her blog, I spent almost three hours absolutely glued to the computer screen and laughing my head off at the hilarious entries. Poor DJ Fukey had to endure my sudden and often convulsive outbursts of laughter for the whole time that I was reading it.

Ok ok... I think I am digressing a little too much...

Now let's go back to why I did not catch on the blog fever until now. Well I guess I am a little self-conscious about publishing my private thoughts on the internet although I don't see the millions of bloggers having any problems with that which makes me feel kinda silly. Haha... but maybe it's because finding the perfect template and customising it to your own liking is just way too much of a hassle to me (that's why DJ Fukey is offering to do it which is "EXTREMELY" kind of him...haha wonder what the double connotations mean...). Or maybe it's just because I do not have a genuine passion for writing as DJ Fukey suggests (WHAT!!! *panic, heart racing, blood pressure rising, nails digging into DJ Fukey*) of course not!! I know I do have a genuine passion for writing and that I would really like to be a somebody in the writing industry one day not just fantasizing about being one. So why haven't I blogged earlier? Good question. I’ll answer that when I see you again...

Oh god! I am such a terrible writer am I. setting out to answer a question and intelligently analysing possibilities only to give a lame answer like "I’ll answer that when I see you again". Haha!!! How lame is that! I would probably get fired on the first day because my boss saw through my i-am-actually-a-terrible-writer-but-i-got-my-degree-by-getting-51/100-for-all-of-my-writing-assignments cloak.

But anyway I really don't know why and it's really not important at all which is now puzzling me why I chose to talk about it in the first place. Haha... sign number 2 that I am a terrible writer.

Ok let's blog about what happened today then.

my original plan was to wake up at 9am, go to the computer store with DJ Fukey, make lunch for us, go to the library to do some serious research, come home have a little break and start my blog then finally and start writing my super boring journalism research essay at 1pm and hopefully finish it by Sunday night. It was a very organised and almost flawless plan (and very diligent of me) I made after the motivating lecture at 4am and I was pretty sure I would stick to it,

But......

I totally abused my snooze function and woke up at 3pm. I know you guys are wondering how in the world can somebody sleep so much but sorry I can't provide you with a satisfying answer.

So in the end I woke up at 3pm cursing my alarm for having the snooze function and myself for wasting time on beauty sleep yet again. I still went to the computer store and my sister decided to tag along for a mini getaway from studying and we narrowly missed the closing time by only.....three hours! Argh!!! We were all so hopping mad shops in Perth close so early. So DJ Fukey decided to go to JB HiFi (music store) instead where he bought the new "Handsome boy modelling school" CD. I know you guys are probably going "huh???? Never heard of it before". I never heard of it before as well until I met DJ Fukey but the music is really good. It invokes many different feelings in people like track 4 "breakdown" which gives a feeling of contentment like when you've just finished watching a romantic movie or read a book with a happy ending or simply witnessed something sweet and you feel there's nothing evil and the world IS a beautiful place. aww..... how nice... DJ Fukey's feelings to this song was much simpler, he simply said it reminded him of Sunday morning which is not such a beautiful thing to me because the next day is monday and I have to go to school but I still have a mountain of assignments to do. Typical me.

Next we went to Mackro warehouse and bought a blender at a bargain. Only $29.90!!! My sister wanted the blender because she wanted to try making some cocktails for her party. Next we went home and the first thing she did was to rip the box apart to get her hands on her new blender which I failed to mention was in a very stylish black and chrome colour(that was what the box said). She tried to make a butterscotch and banana cocktail but the new blender wouldn't crush the ice!!! She had to do it the primitive way by pounding the ice with a glass bottle... can someone remind my dear sister why she bought a blender? But it was a cheap blender so it's understandable why it wouldn't crush ice but still it's a BLENDER!!!! I feel cheated even though it's only $29.90. The cocktail was pretty good though, really banana tasting.

I made curry for dinner but added too much curry paste so poor DJ Fukey's stomach is feeling upset now. Urgh...you know that stomach churning feeling after you ate something spicy and downed at least 3 glasses of water? That is probably how he feels right now. Poor thing.

After the fiery dinner I read an uncensored cosmopolitan and unlike the heavily censored version in Singapore, the cosmopolitan here is extremely generous with its raunchy content. This would never happen in Singapore. It would probably cause a serious public debate and extensive media coverage aka CHAOS.

Next I decided to start on my blog after some very annoying nudging by DJ Fukey which brings my activities of the day to here. Whoa I started out thinking there was nothing to write about since it was such a dull and wasted day but I think I did pretty well for a first entry. Happy now DJ Fukey??????

I’m gonna sleep now since my original plan for today would be carried forward to tomorrow and I promise I would NOT abuse the snooze function anymore. Do I even sound convincing? Nope... but I will try..... Journalism essay is beckoning at me, come come... write about me.... urgh!!!! Can’t stand academic essays...

Gonna stop blogging now, it's after 4am already and I have a bad feeling about history repeating itself....

Ahhhhhhhhhh.......

*anyway I did better than get 51/100 for my writing assignments.