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Saturday, 16 January 2010.
9:15 PM
Moving!
For the longest time coming, I shifted: http://sarcasmpeace.livejournal.com! We'll see how it works there. :) ♥♥
Friday, 18 December 2009.
4:41 PM
And I'm leaving, on a jet plane!
I <3 BESTIE! :   Haha. Yeap, that's us at Ben Lee's 21st birthday. Damn, sometimes I really wish I had an oval face. :( ANNOUCEMENT! Claire's 20th birthday!: Who: Churchies & SAC peeps! Where: Singapore Botanical Gardens! (I kinda like the big tree area!) When: Thursday, 31st December 2009. 11 to 3+ PM. What to wear: Anything floral or befitting for an garden-ish outdoor picnic. We'll be taking lots of photos, so please look good. HAHA! What to bring: Finger bites! Tea time snacks! I'm bringing Sushi and Sangria. :) T26, MEET UP SOON! Sorry I've been so busy. :( Anyways, I'm leaving for INDIA (yes, again!) tonight! See everyone on the 29th! Loves. :) ♥♥
Monday, 7 December 2009.
1:40 PM
Another long weekend.
I'm 'done' being sick! : Have you had a real long day, bad day? Have you gone through something emotionally tiring and wasting? We all have. Sometimes I get really hard on myself. Especially if it's regarding something I know it's really my fault, that I could do so much better, give so much more. And in such situations, I hardly ever push the blame onto something or someone else. Saturday's 12 hour rehearsal proved so. I really don't understand why DC isn't up to standard. It the whole: 'you really aren't born, can't do this' versus the 'I just didn't put in 200%'. And the thing about a group is that one's person's effect affects the entire performance. Be it to give less and make it suck, or to give more and add that extra touch. I know I'm standing, right THERE for a reason. And so when I fall short to meeting my own and my teacher's expectations, I get so upset. This time it's not the execution problem, it's remembering the damn bloody steps. I was so physically and mentally tired that all I could do was stand in the God damn center and stare, lost for a split second. Sucks. This whole dance thing reminds me of all the SYF times in SAC. How demanding it was back then in our school for all CCAs. Remember? Takeaway for 2009, personally: Never invest emotions in someone so fast. You can never know a person in a month, but he can change overnight. Could you meet me halfway, right at the boarderline That's where i'm gonna wait, for you I'll be lookin out, night n'day Took my heart to the limit, and this is where i'll stay I can't go any further then this I want you so bad it's my only wish ♥♥
Friday, 27 November 2009.
10:17 PM
Happiness.
MY WEEK 6: I'm down with the flu-fever-cough bug. Incessant coughing and tearing, coupled with the random chills despite being padded and snug under my comforter. Anatomy mid-terms (a.k.a ICA) are in a week. Thankfully, my EPA practicals are the week later. Phew. After which, I'm off to Incredible India again, to soak in the Northern Sun with the beautiful Taj Mahal. :D Despite falling sick, this week is probably one of the happiest weeks in school. Nothing extraordinary happened. Let's us say, 'I've found purpose and contentment amidst the hustle and bustle of my weekly routine'. On Wednesday, we had an external lecturer for our Kinesiology lecture and practical. He told us that in America, they are moving towards (or have they already attained?) attaining Doctorate for Physical Therapy (American term for Physiotherapy). Also, palpation for Lower Limb is slightly obscene to an onlooker I must say, but he taught us well and professionally. He also helped access my lumbar condition and did some manual manipulation for me. Loosened my joints and taught me several exercises to improve my condition. My back has been well and pain-free so far! I guess this is one of the perks of being a Physio student. :D Went to the gym on Thursday during our 4 hour break. Yes, Claire Low went to THE GYM. Lol. Some of us did a Physical Fitness Assessment and then got attached to a personal trainer; students of the Sports and Wellness course. I've got 16.8% fat in my body! HAHA! A few of us monkeys went to sign up for Aerobics class even, $2 only! Haha. Actually, I dragged them to sign up with me. :P Aim for the next week: Put on weight, keep healthy, and study hardy! I'm sick, but happy. I wish you were happy too. ♥♥
Friday, 20 November 2009.
6:56 PM
BACK TO REALITY.
Back from a month long hiatus: I finally found the energy to blog once again. So much has happened. That itself, is an understatement. On a lighter note, here's the November babies' parties! Barron's 21st! :  PARTY PEOPLE! CLAIRE AND MUSHROOM! :D FOOD AND BOOZE BABY!CLICK HERE FOR ALL OF "BARRON'S 21ST!"! Melly's 20th! :  BESTIE! <3 THE CHURCHIES, GIRLS! LOOKING AT AH BOY THE PAMPERED BABY. ISN'T HE JUST THE CUTEST THING! LIKE PUSS IN BOOTS! MOST YUMMY-LICIOUS CAKE EVER! CHOCOLATE AND BANANA IN RUM! THE CHURCHIES! :D CLICK HERE FOR ALL OF "MELLY'S 20TH"! I was tired. No, I still am tired. Over the past one month I did not know what to update as things were just so volatile. So uncertain and fragile. Being emotionally, mentally and physically tired is a lethal combination. But I'm glad I'm slowly surfacing above the waters to breathe. Short breathes, enough to sustain me till my tests in 2 week's time. Yes, time flies alright. It flies so fast I have no time to cry, much less keep crying. No time to grasp the situation on hand. No time to process. Am I just floating, mindlessly? "I can't eat love.". Why is this overly pragmatic side of me conquering, or am I also filling a void in my life, whilst looking for comfort, stability and love, above all. Ironic. How I sometimes deceive myself. I don't know how to update about it anymore. It changes, so fast. And I can't please everybody. If you claim you care for me, you will know how much this hurts me. To the very bone. Therefore now, I will not talk. Goodnight world. ♥♥
Saturday, 24 October 2009.
8:20 PM
Killer start.
Week one killed me: I AM SO TIRED. I had dance so many times this week, almost everyday. I'd end classes sometimes at 6, then rush to the dance studio after a bite of dinner, then train till 10+. I seriously can't cope, I have to cut down. I think I'll drop dead this semester if I don't prioritise. Clinicals start next week. I'm going alone to a private PT clinic for the first two sessions. =( Lunch on my own sounds pathetic. On a happier note, BODY WORLDS IS BACK IN SINGAPORE!!!  I remember going for the exhibition when I was still in secondary school and being enthralled by it. Now that I'm studying to be a Physio, this just excites me more so because I have knowledge of Anatomy now and it will definitely add value to what I already know. CADAVERS! YIPPEEE! I have no time for myself, anything or anyone. Is this the way it should be? Or is this what I have to chosen? It's so hard to please, and so hard to give. ♥♥
Sunday, 18 October 2009.
11:39 PM
A new beginning?
TERM STARTS TOMORROW... Reality check: NEW TERM, NEW GOALS, NEW DECISIONS. NEW PEOPLE. I dive into the new term with expectionally a lot of "NEW" this year. Not only because I think my results were lacklustre last Sem, but also of the internal conflicts going on within myself. I guess no one really understands how I feel inside, besides Glo. Because she's been just about the only person I have been frankly updating and seeing most of the time during my break. (Thank you glo, <3 ) Basically sweeping things under the rug was never my style, it was always confrontation. Until of course, I lost words to say and now the dust under the rug is near mountainous. On a happier note, I was sooooo bored yesterday I decided to do up my make-up wishlist: CLICK HERE! A take away from today's sermon: We pray for the wrong things. We should be praying for spiritual gifts. "Dear GOD, I pray for forgiveness, strength, dilligence for the new term, and a big heart to do all the above to the best of my ability. Also, may I be open to prayer. I have lost my ears to the World and I need to listen to you once again. Please do not leave me. AMEN." And off to sleep I go, wishing that the days get better, as always. Will tmr be a better day? ♥♥
Sunday, 11 October 2009.
7:38 PM
Well, that's how I feel.
Keep me afloat:  Wisdom 7: 7 - 11 Therefore I prayed, and understanding was given me; I called upon God, and the spirit of wisdom came to me. I preferred her to scepters and thrones, and I accounted wealth as nothing in comparison with her. Neither did I liken to her any priceless gem, because all gold is but a little sand in her sight, and silver will be accounted as clay before her. I loved her more than health and beauty, and I chose to have her rather than light, because her radiance never ceases. All good things came to me along with her, and in her hands uncounted wealth. This was today's First Reading. Once I heard it, I turned next to Glo and we both agreed how sweet it was. I told her I want my husband to read this to me when we get married (HAHA). I guess at the end of the day, albeit my bad record with GOD, I am a sucker for all things divine and holy.  And as if everything was and still is a blur, I see it so clearly. Yet, only to find that is is not that clear after all. Even after the fog has cleared, I can still smell you. ♥♥
Friday, 2 October 2009.
11:30 PM
There is nothing better than a strawberry milkshake right now.
A voice: You know, even as I'm writing this now, I'm thinking of ways to put in in the least detrimental way. Sometimes I guess I really am two-faced: I'm never good with confrontation, though I prefer a confrontation as means of clarification with a person, ironically. Given the former fact, I should evidently refrain from any rash upfront speaking, yet I usually give chase and do so. Confrontation usually ends up in a mish-mash of verbal nonsense on my part because I usually cannot thinking coherently on the spot and when I'm nervous. Other common occurances would include an outburst of uncontrollable tears and a wave of the white flag. And as I leave from the scene, I find myself breathing easy within half an hour (well, mostly depending on the severity of the situation). It's like this inbuilt personality change, that tells myself I can mop no longer than a stipulated period of time lest I die from bursting aterial walls. I wonder if in my entire life so far, if I have done more right or wrong. You know, sometimes I feel like I have no self respect for myself. And that in it's entirety, is ridiculously unacceptable. ♥♥
Sunday, 27 September 2009.
10:26 PM
A wonderful weekend!
F1 Singapore 2009:  Mr Yeoh had free tickets to the F1 this year. I wasn't too interested in the race itself but more that I could spend time with him. He seems to be busier near his ORD. Le sighs. The afternoon was hot, stuffy and boring. Night time brought a different air of excitement and curiosity. Our grandstand seats were close, but my ears almost died even with the ear plugs. And all I saw was ZOOM, ZOOM....ZOOM! And off they went only to reappear in seconds. So we both trooped to picnic at the grass patch in front of the Padang stage. Ah, I could hear-easy then. Shawne's First Holy Communion! :  My dear Shawne Shawne! Shawne's beautiful Jie Jies!Sher. Me. Glo, Melly.  Having fun with her flower headband. Haha. <3!  And we headed to KFC, her all time favourite! Yeah, KFC is filling. 0_0FOR ALL PHOTOS, CLICK HERE! ♥♥ |