Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Here's a nice quote Yi Lun told me about yesterday. I think it's quite cute. What do you think?

"The Earth is full. Go home."

Thursday, April 19, 2007

I am craving for....

Bah Chor Mee
Nasi Lemak
Prawn Noodles


I'll tell you more when I think of more... I'm so hungryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Friday, April 13, 2007

SMS-ing

Hello hello, just a note to tell you all, if I don't reply your SMS, it's not cos I dao you or don't want to talk to you or anything k? It's coz I'm trying to save my SMS-es. Last month I sent 800+ SMS-es, so my parents are not very happy. This month and the nexts I'll need to try my best to keep it down. So I hope you all understand! =)

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Thanks!

Haha today's presentation went very well, thanks to all those who showed me support in one way or another and those who listened to me complain and complain and complain non-stop about presenting! Haha I know I was a pain in the you-know-where, but really, thanks alot. =) In no order of preference...

Merrilyn
Thanks for:
- listening to my complains
- the sms today
- staying back to listen to the presentation

Si Huan
Thanks for:
- driving me to wherever yesterday just so I wouldn't be late for the meeting AGAIN!! Haha... In the end I wasn't, but I had to make them walk all the way from North Spine. Haha... Felt rather bad, but oh well... Hee...
- listening to me go on and on about the presentation
- wanting to know how the presentation went. =)

Si Jia
Haha you're probably not gonna read this, but oh well, since I'm thanking you all, you are included too! =)
Thanks for:
- volunteering to listen to me and giving me comments!!
- yes, and also listening to me go on and on about the presentation... -_-"

Alvin Hong
Thanks for:
- volunteering to come over to help me to rehearse my presentation. Haha... I know, he's prob not gonna read this either, but what the hell... Haha...

JK
Thanks for:
- yep, you guessed it right, listening to me.
- listening again... Hahaha, these few days I think you've been listening to me go round in circles about many many things, thanks for ur patience!! =)

Yep, I guess what's going through your mind now should be, "Why is this Yi Ling so ke qi again?" Well, I think I should let you all know how much your gestures meant to me. They may have been small, but they showed that you cared, and I really appreciate that. =)

And I shall stop being so incredibly soppy and mushy and ke qi. =p

Happy studying!!

Thursday, April 05, 2007




Your Birthdate: February 20



You may watch someone from afar before you finally decide to make your move.

It takes a long time for you to develop an attraction to someone.

Generally, you prefer to pick who you love. Anyone who tries to rush you is in for some heartache.



Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4



Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 4



You are most compatible with people born on the 2nd, 11th, 20th, and 29th of the month.




That's rather depressing...

Don't Forget to Remember Me - Carrie Underwood

18 years have come and gone
For momma they flew by
But for me they dragged on and on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Momma kept on talking
Putting off good-bye
Then she took my hand and said
"Baby don't forget:

Before you hit the highway
You better stop for gas
There's a 50 in the ashtray I
n case you run short on cash
Here's a map and here's a Bible
If you ever lose your way

Just one more thing before you leave
Don't forget to remember me"

This downtown apartment sure makes me miss home
and those bills there on the counter
Keep telling me I'm on my own
And just like every Sunday I called momma up last night
And even when it's not, I tell her everything's all right
Before we hung up I said "Hey momma, don't forget:

to tell my baby sister
I'll see her in the fall
And tell me-maw that I miss her
Yeah, I should give her a call
And make sure you tell Daddy that I'm still his little girl
Yeah I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be
Don't forget to remember me"

Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say but
Lord, I feel so small sometimes in this big ol' place
I know there are more important things, but
Don't forget to remember me
Don't forget to remember me



Go find this song!!

Sunday, April 01, 2007

I realise there have been quite a few posts about death these days, but... well, nothing makes a person feel closer to the reality of death than when you hear someone around you or someone close to the person around you passes away.

I just learnt my groupmate's mother passed away last Thursday night. I'm not close to him, but I can just imagine the shock and the dread and the pain he must have felt when he went back to see his mother. If it was me, I'd probably be numb now. I just can't imagine losing any of my loved ones. I never want to let them go. Even though it's another person's mother, when I think of it happening to me, I just feel this great urge to cry.

I know when a person's time is up, it's up. But it doesn't make letting go any easier. I just want to hold on for as long as I can. I know I said I'd opt for euthanasia if I ever came to the stage where treatment was no use for me. But what some people have told me about my loved ones not wanting me to opt for that have made me consider it deeper. If my loved ones were to opt for it, I'd probably refuse to acknowledge it too. Regardless of how silly it is to hold on to someone who can't respond, I'm sure at the back of their minds is the small small hope that as long as life support is given, there's a chance that he/she will wake up one day. That's why I'm afraid of death. I don't want to leave anyone behind. You could say I'm afraid of the unknown, and I'd agree, but only because I don't know if there's an afterlife. If there is, probably I won't be as afraid, because it means I'll be able to bring my memories with me and still watch them. But if there isn't, would it mean abandoning them? I really don't want to.

Oh man, I'm sounding like a soppy sod now... Oh well, maybe it's just hormones, or the realness of death....