Lovely wayside things.

"Alas, I also made another embarrassing mistake during last week's lecture. This one was pretty obvious and I am sure many of you caught it. I said the mountain in Sabah is Mt Kilimanjaro. The gaffe hit me (like a sledgehammer) when I was lying down to sleep that night, when the word Mt Kinabalu suddenly came to mind, and I wanted to kick myself in the bed. Because, oh my god, Mt Kilimanjaro is in Africa, plus I have gone to Mt Kinabalu before! One week later, I am still shuddering at this mistake cum ignorance, and then I made another today.

Ok, I need to go dig a hole in the ground to bury my head now. These are good reasons indeed why I should not be teaching Geography or History, haha."

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Following up on the previous announcement that he made, apparently that was some big hoo-ha over FB over it? "How can he be so insensitive?" Blah blah blah. When he's joking, people think he's serious. When he's serious, people think he is joking. Poor guy.

"It's the second last lecture, I am running out of steam... I am dismay that I am unable to find any audio-visual materials for this topic (not even songs!), this being a 4-day work week and all. So Mon's lect will be a little, erm, rather bland. But I promise that you will have a more interesting lecture for this topic next semester if you fail this module and have to re-take. Haha."

About to prepare to propose some revolutionary piece of theatre/drama for my Theatre module. I wish the meeting would be as interesting as the project sounds. Mas Selamat, and the like.

Last night, I attended one of the world's most un-romantic ROM session and wedding dinner, possible only in good 'ol Singapore. FOUR HOURS of torture, bad company and bad food. It being held at some classy, uppity hotel didn't help. I didn't even know the bride and groom. They are going to look at their photos and go, "Who the hell is that??" But actually, they looked as if they were just going through the motion. Y'know, just to satisfy all the fussy old Chinese relatives and such.

How bad was it? There were two weddings held in ballrooms adjacent to each other and the brides were wearing the same evening gown. (`o`)

Tragic.

Apparently, I talk a lot in my sleep recently. When Jem woke to go to the toilet just now -

Me: *grabbing his arm* don't go to the corner, don't go to the corner, it's evil there.
Him: ???????
Me: My mother say got demons.

XD

Watching the Negotiator. Samuel L. Jackson is so. badass.

I forgot how much I love this song.



However, continuous listening to Damien Rice usually makes me want to kill myself. Too much emo.

Also, a comment by a YouTube user -
"This song puts my cat silverball to sleep. That is a good thing I love this song."

The official video -

Let's start with the hate list:

1) I think some working peeps sometimes have forced leave, that is they die die have to take day(s) off even if they don't want to. And then when they've cleared the leave, they feel very bummed out about going back to work. That's how I'm feeling.

2) ALL THE OBLIGATORY EATING. Thank Goodness for tea. I swear by their detoxifying effects.

3) UGH the clash between festivities and school work. The working till 5am then visiting from 12nn is GG.

4) NO ROCHOR ROAD DAO HUAY. T^T

The Like List:

1) V-day came and went like it was never there. Not much commercialising on idiots this year! (I think!) And less nausea therein.

2) Visitations were slightly profitable.

3) Procured some amounts of SLEEP.

*4) Satisfied my dao huay craving; it was finally opened today. (^_^)


*Ok, the place was SWARMED. Cars were parked everyeffingwhere and the queue was nearly all the way till the chicken rice stall/restaurant place. Looks like I wasn't the only one who had a dao huay withdrawal hee. BUT, the rival store (the one next to it) wasn't opened, so I guess maybe it's the normal crowd? Idk.

Next week, is hell week. I end at 6pm for three days. With monday from 8am-6pm. See why now I'd rather work? I'd most probably not be required to bring my job back and AT LEAST I'D BE FINANCIALLY INDEPENDENT.

Ugh, sometimes I don't understand why some people are so tactless.

So Jem's mom went to visit her brother's wife in hospital; she has cancer. She brought back the youngest son for dinner (without his two other siblings??!!). What ensued was an awkward dinner where the boy was spammed with food and 'taught' how to hold his fork and spoon properly. Then, a horrifying thing (in my opinion, anyway) happened:

Jem: So how's she? (The mother)
Jem's mom: Oh, no hope already. Just a matter of time.

Me: *thinking* ALL YOU HORRIBLE PEOPLE STOP DISCUSSING THIS IN FRONT OF THE POOR BOY.

He is only 12, taking his PSLE this year. Argh. I wished there was something I could do for him......

or people who like good pictures of animals

Link appropriately titled pictures of cats