In total shock, my eyes grew at the sight before me.
My mother had a better reaction, though: She stepped out of the car and went to check it out.
I'm talking about my old home, the two-storeyed fortress that is probably half-shattered in rubble by now.
When we stopped the car outside the building, it was easy to see that some damage had been carried out before the diggers arrived. The garden was unrecognisable, littered with shattered glass and pieces of plaster and debris. The windo
I celebrated it with a full out luxurious Chinese meal, and loved it. Ooh... there was freshwater fish steamed with ginger (my fave!!!), salted chicken, drunken prawns, ee-fu noodles, scallop with vegetables, abalone and sea cucumber with more vegetables, and honeydew pudding with sago and pomelo.
It was in conjuction with my GPA score celebrations. Face it, as much as I would work on my school year, it may never get as high as that. May. I will strive for the best that I can do.
Anothe
I was absolutely nervous when my email alert bleeped. I had asked my semester results to be mailed to me, but I was worried that it may not have been a good choice for my poor senses.
But I shouldn't have worried.
GPA: 3.94.
I flipped.
4 As, and 4 Distinctions. I couldn't believe it. YAY!!!!!
Laugh at me. Laugh!
Two days from working in a bank as a part time job (And under a japanese boss), and I find myself with two pairs of office pants (add a third if I can discreetly disguise it) but no work shirts.
And I just used up a good part of my savings today on a luxurious lunch of cream fettucine with mushrooms, italian soda and 2 wonderful dessert tapas - green tea ice cream and vanilla creme brulee, followed by a movie. (My good buddy burned her pocket with me, so I'm not going t
It's the bloom of the thrillers, down here in the Library.
At least, it still flows along with the main-stay-plot of new Toa, new island, new enemies, but this new line of epics have shown lots of fight scenes, running from danger, and what makes it catching is the increase of drama and action in the story.
This I noticed in the ECC, and outside. Mind me for being the equal of a fash hag gossip column, I hate those magazines, but while many new writers put their bets in that plot to get t
My polytechnic form tutor just rang me up today, and he just made my day.
He informed me that he was ringing up students with a GPA of 3 and above for something special they were entitled to for their good grades.
There was a specialist diploma open for me to take, 2 years covered with 1K (which is VERY reasonable) and it would mean that I would graduate with two diplomas instead of one. The specialist diploma that's open to me is Creative Media Design. Maybe it'll teach me how to use Pho
Something sensible came into mind. It's just a question, BZP-related, Library-related, but oh so interesting...
Do you notice that the number of reviews can never overtake the number of views, and reviews mean :
'People who viewed and had something good and sensible to say'?
Yes, I'm STILL bored. (It was so bad that I thought Tuesday was Monday.)
I'm bored. And when I get bored, I have my own fare of fun.
The really bad kind where it comes out, apropros of nothing, and all in the sake of seeing your reaction.
Now, let's get get down to me becoming the shill of the quotidian affairs of the local people's lunches. Exotic lunches to you, but the local fare for me.
Yes, I'm grinning. Evilly? I don't know.
Today, my grandmother brought me to Chinatown to have lunch with her. She knew a restaurant that had cheap but great chicke
Come this Saturday, the 7th day of the New Year, it's Everybody's Birthday!
No, seriously.
Chinese New Year comes with a few more days to celebrate than just the New Year's Day. There's also the Valentine's Day at the last day, there's tomorrow, there's... I believe there's a moon-related something too.
Then again, to celebrate all these days in serious fashion, one has to rewind time all the way back to the times before the big AD, before 100 BC, way way back. You'd be swamped to
CNY celebrations have come and passed for me, even if the Spring Festival lasts for 15 days. I have surprisingly not shown any visual sign of weight gain, and I've grown wealthier too. Red Packet Count exceeded last year's quota to a nice collection of 22 envelopes.
And the monetary quota I got... I'll put it as censored and aside before anyone decides to rob my chance of getting a Bionicle set or a good book... or my university degree.
Today, the school website released my theory grade
*GONG!*
Happy Chinese New Year!
In advance. I want to get this in just in case I'm too busy on the actual day to greet you all.
It's the eve of the new year, and it's not just for people of my race to celebrate. If you guys still have any New Year Resolutions you couldn't make on January the First, make them on Sunday! It is, technically, a New Year too.
So, off I go to see if I can help in the last-minute preparations for my household and myself. I may disappear for a while too,
Hello from one of the most popular malls on the island. Just did some new year shopping. Custom had it that every new year meant a new set of clothes. To blazes with whoever that made that rule. I nearly got mobbed!
I hope that 5 shirts, a pair of jeans and a jacket does the trick. I nearly blew my really big budget.
And may this go down in history: <dd> blogged and browsed BZP on her cellphone!
May I not blow my bill.
I didn't do much today, except to counsel 2 young boys on how to get into my course. My lecturer stole the rest of the 'customers'.
No flowers, chocolates, hearts, nadda. But it fine.
I'm more hyped about Chinese New Year! I even got my blog ready for it!
I wonder if any of the members here can send me red packets online... heh, nevermind.
On another note, don't ask me how inspiration came, but a few nights ago I contemplated on the Toa Nuva. For some odd reason, Tahu Nuva was my
Believe me when I say that I only remembered such a thing as 'Valentine's Day' existed as of yesterday.
That wasn't really on my mind. I have no relations that tie in with Valentine's Day, and the hearts and roses never really did interest me, and still don't at this point in time. I'm not saying that this is permanent, however.
Meanwhile, I'm more pumped up for Chinese New Year.
There's going to be some serious gorging to do, and money to collect. It's going to be the season of red -
What a strange situation to be in.
In front of me was a blank piece of paper. In my hand was a pen.
I was told to write on that piece of paper something to be submitted.
For at least ten years, I've been doing that without fail, in the form of essays and compositions for English.
And it was during the last four years of that ten that I started to love what I was doing. Prior to my major exam at the tenth year, I was writing freely written essays to let my teacher check on my progre
On my way home today, I encountered a most interesting, but heart-warming sight.
There were four young students on the train, all with a caretaker, I believe. All of them were giggling and grinning, sometimes laughing a little. While their laughter was loud and rancorous, not a word was traded.
They were sporting hearing aids, and their hands moved and articulated animatedly.
I finally understood.
One of them was suddenly distracted by something he saw. He stood up from his seat and da
This was supposed to be a coherent blog post, I know, I know. The only reason why I can only rant right now instead of talk is because I crashed my head into the monkeybars when I jumped this morning at the park. It's a colossal headache now, am trying to fend off sleep.
When I woke up after my first overnight stay in the new home, I thought, 'Whoa.'
Why 'Whoa'? The room was so SMALL. In fact, it was safe to say that the new house we moved into was half the size of our original home. We mo
As the wind drifts through the garden,
Stroking the leaves and blades in tow
They were waving at me, it seemed
It was time for a farewell.
A place of familiarity, a place of warmth
A place of solace on the swing in lamplight
Quiet and privacy offered everyday
From dawn to dusk, and back to daylight
It all would fade away
And the family would have to move
Abandon their home
For a less greener pasture
But I know one day,
New soil brings new blades
The trees will leaf once more
They often say that 'men don't get it'. That's an incomplete sentence, ya know. I think it oughta be: 'men don't get it - about women.'
Better yet for those who think that we're out of the ageist league (fanfiction that needs teenage heroes, for example): 'Boys don't get it - about girls.'
A lot of myths - urban and traditional - exist about women along men, and vice versa.
I'm here to clear one of those very popular myths.
'Women are, most of the time, die-hard shoppers.'
That's
He poked his friend's leg and pointed at the girl at the back of the classroom, just nearby.
"<dd>'s wearing a skirt!"
I don't know if it's a trend to pick on girls that finally come to acknowledge their gender or something, but it seemed to be the case for me.
I was a jean-dresser, and still am. It was the fact that I had been poked at by several classmates of similar gender to wear a skirt for graduation day - which is still lightyears away - and one had particularly state
Sing?
Me? Sing? No-siree and no way. I have a knack of going off-tune, flatting and sharpening keys and doing who-knows-what in breathing.
But, that doesn't seem to faze my classmates.
Lemme give the low-down.
I assisted my good buddy in her assignment to be the voice actress - making my voice go squeaky and 'cute', much like a plush animal talking. She would edit wherever necessary and produce it as her final product.
So I did. I had always played with my sisters with that anim
I don't know if I oughta be happy or worried.
It all started with that first 'Epic critics club' made by a member who had lost interest of BZP in a matter of weeks and disappeared. Acclaimed authors and total new faces to BZP's writing scene joined in as critics, and were left in the lurch.
Many of them left the job altogether. I did as well.
Until someone, by the name of Twenty-Two, restarted it.
I still had interest in such a venture in the Library, so I expressed my interest to he
Epic Contest #6 has just popped up, one since 3 years, according to some. I encourage many epic writers to take part.
As for me? No thank you.
In fact, after looking at my newest fictions - which aren't Bionicle - and the reviews and the style, I did a rethink.
It seemed that my self had split into two separate writers, and that did not suit me so well. I saw one side gaining a better deal of experience than the other half, because one side was dormant and the other way too active.
<dd> ain't so sad anymore.
That's 'cause <dd> got company.
In the morning, my twin sis came home, sick with fever and a raspy throat.
She conked out, but it did mean that I was no longer alone at home.
That meant we could compare and take our medicine together. 'Tis a pity I have to go back to poly tomorrow (and for a study-bug like me, that's a strange thing to hear from me), otherwise my sis may feel better and we can watch a DVD tomorrow or spoil our puppy Lucky ro
Warning: Bragging up ahead
Ye've been warned.
Today's a good day.
Today, I got richer.
My grandmother shoved me the job of packing all my Bionicle sets up in preparations of the Big Move to a temporary home while my current house gets a total overhaul.
While looking for stray pieces (and I found myself in an MOCist's dreamland) in the set boxes, I shook my Boggorak case.
There was a familiar rattle.
Unscrewing the cap off, I discovered a horde (mind the pun) of coins a
