tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51597692011-04-21T23:58:13.357-04:00inconsequential trivialitiescrazypillnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1149182543849530482006-06-01T13:10:00.000-04:002006-10-04T05:37:15.063-04:00Today, I received an acceptance letter from Columbia. No, not the journalism program but the political science program which I applied to as well. Which means I managed to get myself admitted into all the three graduate programs that I had applied to. (LSE was the first college to reply positively). Do not misconstrue me; I am not bragging, merely stating a fact.I can't help but think about the crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1148901009266945922006-05-29T07:03:00.000-04:002006-05-29T07:10:09.276-04:00On my austerity diet:(because I need to save money for New York New York! and because the amount of stuff I possess can barely fit into my room)- No new books until I read everything I own; but borrowing doesn't count.- No new makeup until I finish all the makeup I have.- No toiletries until everything I have is used up.- No new clothes until I have worn everything in my wardrobe once.I suspect crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1145485537488802642006-04-19T18:21:00.000-04:002006-04-19T18:25:37.496-04:00Here's a great suggestion for a walk down memory's lane:In your itunes player, arrange your music according to the date added. (You can do this just by clicking the bar that says "Date added")Then start listening from the first song you added, or the latest song you downloaded. It's amazing how evocative this is of your life over the past few years.Try it.crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1145052375799083282006-04-14T18:04:00.000-04:002006-04-14T18:06:15.813-04:00Anthony Bourdain has my dream job.He writes, he travels and he eats. (Not necessarily in that order)I can only dream.crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1144604042733324152006-04-09T13:33:00.000-04:002006-04-09T13:34:02.746-04:00It is Sunday afternoon, 1.07 pm, and all I want to do right now is to be waiting on the steps of church for my dad to show up with the car he has just collected from the parking lot to whisk us off to lunch. Lunch will most probably be at the food court of Great Word City, and I will most probably eat laksa, fishball noodles or mee pok. Of course, dad won’t be able to resist so he will buy a crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1144432667070456622006-04-07T13:50:00.000-04:002006-04-07T18:03:54.110-04:00Now that I have decided to revive my blog, it is as if the dam has burst and topics worthy of being written about constantly swirl about in my consciousness. This shall therefore be a truncated post with multiple unrelated paragraphs as I attempt to purge my thoughts of inconsequential trivialities so as to allow myself to finally begin my quest to produce a total of forty-two pages of written crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1144204076299409342006-04-04T22:27:00.000-04:002006-04-04T22:27:56.313-04:00Alright I’m back after an extremely long absence. I would apologize, but I don’t really feel sorry so I won’t. However, as a means of explanation, I’ve decided that I’m bored of being smart and that being dumb and doing flighty stuff is more fun, hence my return to blogging about anything remotely non-academically related. Of course, first things first, an update on what has been going on - I’m crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1135234559657920822005-12-22T01:54:00.000-05:002005-12-22T01:55:59.666-05:00Everytime the shit gets close to hitting the ceiling, I literally run away by flying to another country.Is there something inherently wrong in this logic?crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1134950546337396282005-12-18T18:59:00.000-05:002005-12-18T19:02:26.346-05:00Alright, the countdown begins.Sixteen hours to departure.Life as I've know it for the past 3.5 months is over. Its back to the real world where I actually understand the meaning of money, can tell the difference between day and night and have to study for school.I'm almost afraid to leave but I'm also relieved that the craziness will soon be over. So long and thanks for all the fish.crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1134521140528290412005-12-13T19:41:00.000-05:002005-12-13T19:46:14.756-05:00The best thing about a liquid diet, in my opinion, is that it can regulate the way your body functions throughout the day. Here's what I do:Coffee/black tea/Red Bull - to wake your brain up and to keep you sharp and alert when the situation calls for it.Alcohol - to slightly dull your senses so that everything seems a little nicer and you are a little more sociable i.e. the grease of lifeWater - crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1133819759391436572005-12-05T16:51:00.000-05:002005-12-06T02:07:40.430-05:00As I may have mentioned in passing in my previous post, a girl on the same program discovered a week ago that she has a kidney stone. She just flew back to London today for surgery to remove the stone. It was horrible, going over to her place to say goodbye. It is the last two weeks of school and the holiday season is hot on our heels. Not to mention how we were all expecting to have at least twocrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1133711070318368382005-12-04T10:32:00.000-05:002005-12-06T02:12:59.466-05:00Alright, I am typing this post in an attempt to hopefully inspire myself into finishing the second half of the most ridiculously extraneous paper I've ever had to write in my life for the most ridiculously extraneous class I've ever taken in my life. I'm tired, aching and possibly still slightly hungover from being out all night, the second night in a row. And that probably explains my extreme crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1128417485511379662005-10-04T05:10:00.000-04:002005-10-04T05:32:55.386-04:00I am, without a doubt, living a life of decadence. (I'm not trying to upstage you Cw, it's just that my life is rapidly spinning outta control.) Here's why.Food here is good and cheap. So much so that I can easily get cuisine of almost any kind - Chinese, Thai, Indian, Czech, Slovakian, Italian, Indonesian - for under five bucks. Drinks are also included. I am pretty much travelling to another crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1127679022005557552005-09-25T22:10:00.000-04:002005-10-03T12:09:57.970-04:00In a fit of inspiration, I decided to head out into the city centre today to spend the afternoon taking photographs as well as to enjoy the weather while it's still nice and sunny.And so, I present to you, the fruit of my afternoon labor, the city of Prague as seen through my camera lens.What's going on behind the funky arched window is the World Press Photo exhibition, basically a collection of crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1127588680881397392005-09-24T14:58:00.000-04:002005-09-24T15:24:12.250-04:00A literary memeI am that baby who spent the first five years of her life living with her grandmother and godmum because both her parents had to work. I am that girl who is, as a result, more loved than she could ever imagine. I am that girl who doesn't think she is capable of repaying that love.I am that little girl who peed in her pants on her porch because she was too busy playing to get home crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1125039308285375382005-08-26T02:50:00.000-04:002005-08-26T03:17:47.233-04:00"You should be used to it by now."That's what almost everybody tells me when I say it seems so difficult to leave this year. After all this is the third time I'm flying off, and practice makes perfect, yes?No.My standard reply has been that old age and the accompanying affliction of sentimentality has hit hard. After all, apparently everything goes downhill once you hit twenty one.Then yesterday crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1124289448434965972005-08-17T10:22:00.000-04:002005-08-17T11:09:51.590-04:00It seems like only yesterday that I was frantically stuffing my belongings into crates and boxes, getting ready to move out of my apartment in Ann Arbor. I haven't even gotten over the panic, exhaustion and hassle of packing up and moving out, and now it's beginning all over again, almost four months after the previous bout of mega-packing. I can't believe it's been that long. Four months is crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1123173283747274332005-08-04T12:17:00.000-04:002005-08-04T13:13:55.316-04:00Here's an update on my life, in point form since I'm too lazy and nobody really wants to read about my life in total excruciating detail anyways.- I can drive! Haha, sort of. For the moment, I can take left turns pretty steadily and I know how to check my blind spots. But I'm not advanced enough as of yet to take right turns.- I absolutely detest the public transport system. SMRT has reduced the crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1120752927483777322005-07-07T12:03:00.000-04:002005-07-07T12:44:28.976-04:00It's been a nasty day.I couldn't wake up in the morning because I just didn't feel like going through the motions of getting ready for the day.Of course I have been rather pissed with people who interrogate me about going out every time I extend an invitation. As a fellow intern and I have agreed, the worst are those who reply, 'So who's going?' Every Single Time they get asked out.I quote her, "crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1120661267259606492005-07-06T10:43:00.000-04:002005-07-06T11:24:15.886-04:00The crazy multi million dollar race to host the 2012 Olympics is finally over. For the most part, I have been rather ambivalent about which city would be the winner. And I failed to see why the fact that Singapore was hosting this little session was such a big deal. I mean, the only other country competing to be the host city that where the voting would occur was Guatemela. Like, HELLO! So I crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1119544017841878842005-06-23T12:18:00.000-04:002005-06-23T13:42:20.066-04:00To: the owner of the skinny mid-sized white mongrel with brown patches that is currently living at my lift landing,Two mornings ago, as I walked out of the void deck towards dad's car, your dog trotted past me and my mum. My bleary half awake reaction was, "Eew! Skanky stray dog! Don't come near me." It didn't. Of course, I didn't know he was somebody's pet at that point in time. After all, he crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1117212450097935802005-05-27T12:36:00.000-04:002005-05-27T12:47:30.103-04:00This is a whine entry mainly because I'm bored and have nothing better to do with my time.Almost everybody I know is NOT in Singapore, even the guys who are supposed to be in town are now living it up in Phuket with the sun, sand, shopping and massages.I've been sitting in front of my computer for the entire night. A Friday night no less. Life cannot be more pathetic.I wanna watch a good movie crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1117085692759616102005-05-26T01:30:00.000-04:002005-05-26T01:35:45.833-04:00Does anybody need anymore reasons to visit Japan?crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1117039333910157862005-05-25T12:32:00.000-04:002005-05-25T12:44:29.986-04:00Check out my hot new wheels!Some paparazzi snapped this pic while I was trying to cross the road to get to the supermarket to pick up some groceries and toiletries. Really.Ok, fine. My sister took the picture while I was trying to get to the other side, just like the chicken in that lame joke. But still, they're nice fantasies :) (Both the car and superstardom, that is.)crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1115266135460199762005-05-04T23:56:00.000-04:002005-05-05T01:10:15.196-04:00Ever suffered the indignity of standing around helplessly while your grandaunts, great grandaunts and greater grandaunts once, twice, thrice removed talk about your appearance right to your face? It's one of those things you endure dutifully during Chinese New Year because you're obliged to your parents to behave like a well brought-up, God-fearing young adult. Also, there's the six dollar angpowcrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1114206734830330402005-04-22T17:46:00.000-04:002005-04-24T14:26:15.486-04:00This is all very confusing. The last few weeks have been bona fide spring, and perhaps summer weather. I mean, there are daffodils sprouting all around campus, and the trees have even grown leaves. But tomorrow, we're going to sink right back into the bowels of winter with a predicted snowstorm. It's beyond depressing. And there I was looking forward to wearing my brand new Kenneth Cole wedges I crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1113450590795372162005-04-13T23:43:00.000-04:002005-04-14T00:24:21.040-04:00It's really interesting how we identify ourselves according to the music we listen to. Right now, my brain's pretty much just swirling around like mush and I can't seem to locate any form of identity markers that point to who or what I am.So, here's my current playlist, entitled "Stuff I like listening to". Ignore the order of the songs, I put them on shuffle anyway. I'm a strong believer in crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1113362724243051492005-04-12T23:06:00.000-04:002005-04-12T23:44:30.190-04:00I shall now move from pseudo-intellectual to pseudo-psycho babble. And who else would I analyze but myself? After all, I've got the best knowledge of all the junk that's swirling around in my ocassionally vacuous, ocassionally terribly chock-full grey matter. So, here goes possibly the most enlightening personal entry ever in this blog.My topic will be to study how one's experiences affect the crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1113260029393850992005-04-11T18:46:00.000-04:002005-04-11T19:47:45.073-04:00If procrastination is the mark of a writer, then I have 'writer' painted in bright red across my forehead, on my t-shirts and on the bum of my pants. As people in the loop know, I have 3 papers due within the next 14 days and a grand total of 48 pages to fill with pseudo-intellectual babble. So far, I've barely made it through 10 pages. It's depressing, it's not even in me to pretend to be crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1111015124740961712005-03-16T18:12:00.000-05:002005-03-16T18:28:03.723-05:00Being a little tired, a little hungry, a little listless and a little bored has put me into the perfect mood for reflection. The burning question of the day is:Say if you've got a shot at happiness, but only at someone else's misery, would you still grab this chance? Then suppose you decide to go for it, is it still possible to be truly happy knowing that somebody else is hurting?On a completely crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1110852217122774872005-03-14T21:01:00.000-05:002005-03-14T21:03:37.123-05:00After re-reading the previous entry, I realise that there are atrocious grammatical inconsitencies. My sincerest apologies but I'm too lazy to edit it so that it reads better. Heh.crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1110657806126876432005-03-12T14:55:00.000-05:002005-03-14T20:58:07.546-05:00"There are days when you feel like you're walking through peanut butter. Today's one of those days," said my photography professor during one class when the video he wanted to show us had already been loaned out and the photocopiers were out of order so he could not hand out our weekly assignment sheets.My last day in France was one of those peanut butter days.We woke up and headed to the Eiffel crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1110496915827939412005-03-10T17:54:00.000-05:002005-03-10T18:51:20.846-05:00The blogger website is down once again so I’m typing this out as a word document before I transfer it over to blogspot when it hopefully recovers from whatever is ailing it. Right. So, although staring at a blank word document is rather uninspiring (there’s this feeling that you’re writing a paper for school and the stupid spellcheck underlines anything it thinks is wrong), I refuse to turn off crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1109280788124272882005-02-24T16:32:00.000-05:002005-02-24T16:33:08.126-05:00It's countdown to takeoff and I'm so excited I can barely sit still. After a flurry of packing my suitcase this morning (It's only half full so I can fill it up in London and Paris!) I'm finally done. Can't wait to get to London - I was there in 2000 and I've been dying to go back. To all those who say it's a dreary and rainy place... go dunk your head in a tub of water. Like HELLO old haunted crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1109084825123887652005-02-22T09:55:00.000-05:002005-02-22T10:07:05.126-05:00I've just made a really interesting observation - my blogging frequency is directly proportional to the amount of school work I need to get done. Which is logically unsound since one would expect me to blog less when I have better things to do instead of mindlessly venting in cyberspace. But if I were to turn the argument round on its head, blogging is my way of taking a break from the long crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1108789262004312222005-02-18T23:52:00.000-05:002005-02-19T14:27:39.253-05:00As usual I have an endless list of work that needs to be done over the weekend, most importantly, an 8 page paper on Russian despotism/autocracy/absolutism/tyranny/patrimonialism. But what the heck. It's a Friday night and I think I deserve some downtime, consequences notwithstanding.That's why I shall take some time to describe a very disturbing dream I had sometime during this week. I now know crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1107926297432709982005-02-09T01:12:00.000-05:002005-02-09T00:30:57.536-05:00Gah. I just wrote a paragraph about Chinese New Year and I stupidly clicked on something which caused blogger to navigate away from this page and so the entire paragraph is gone. Whatever.
Anyways to summarize the paragraph, I said: Happy CNY everybody! And also how I'm rationing the jar of pineapple tarts mum sent and how I pretended tortilla chips are actually keropok. Oh and how mum is savingcrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1107124324149466202005-01-30T17:18:00.000-05:002005-01-31T23:43:41.446-05:00The purchase of the century has to go undoubtedly to my six Abercrombie and Fitch skirts, which I bought at five bucks a pop. Eat your hearts out everyone. When (If) the weather actually gets warm enough, I shall wear them - not all at once of course - and take photos. Then when (if) I upload them into my computer and when (if) I resize them to fit this blog frame, I shall share the joy by crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1106855724564775982005-01-27T14:21:00.000-05:002005-01-27T14:55:24.563-05:00Sometimes I wonder how come I am always feeling bored and unproductive even though I have like a million things to do. Maybe two million. But hey, that's life. Plus I'm always bored no matter what's going on , which can be quite a bad thing.
So yeah, it's Thursday which is the best day of the week cos my week ends today after a very hectic tiring three days. In about half an hour or so I'm due tocrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1105941325590862892005-01-17T01:33:00.000-05:002005-01-17T00:55:25.590-05:00When the going gets tough, the tough go blogging.
Haha. Not that I'm in the least bit tough though. Just very slightly overwhelmed at the prospect of planning the rest of the year in a night. Here's the gist of what I'm grappling with at this moment in time.
- When to fly home. Should I stick around and travel a bit before going home or should I go home asap? The plane ticket has to be booked crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1103522276405189972004-12-20T01:43:00.000-05:002004-12-20T00:57:56.406-05:00Freakishly cold does not even begin to describe today's weather.
Let's see, today's temperature hovered at about 1 Fahrenheit, or to make it understandable to the rest of the world, -16 degrees Celsius.
Ok, before some smartass says, "well once it's below 0 deg C, it's just gonna be too cold", and I admit I used to be such a smartass, let me attempt to describe the difference between normal coldcrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1103524828288155692004-12-20T01:38:00.000-05:002004-12-20T01:40:28.286-05:00Check this out. It's just so strange to read a blog about a dying person. And sad. Poignant too.
Read it and you'll know what I mean.crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1103173971266072512004-12-15T23:58:00.000-05:002004-12-16T00:14:04.693-05:00Here is the foreword to a book that I used for my research paper on the cultural war being waged in America right now. It was apparently penned by a Columbine High School student, and is most probably one of those chain emails that get forwarded over and over again. This is the first time I've seen it, and the words resonate so much. If you have a few minutes to spare, read it, and see if you crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1103051237406471232004-12-14T13:53:00.000-05:002004-12-14T14:07:17.406-05:00With Christmas just around the corner, and pretty powdery snow everywhere to remind me of this fact, it's hard to concentrate on things that matter, like exams and papers.
Instead I find myself reading the Fashion and Style pages of the New York Times religiously. Hey, they cover edgy mainstream stuff - I used to think that was an oxymoron till I discovered the NYT F&S - which I absolutely adorecrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1102878786097338232004-12-12T13:45:00.000-05:002004-12-12T16:00:38.300-05:00In a weekend marked by extreme boredom, the result of slogging over two final term papers that have to be turned in really soon, my life was brightened by a trip to the movies. (Not just a physical trip but a mental one as well). Both movies I watched, Finding Neverland and Closer, were brilliant, with stories that draw you in and keep you smiling, crying and guessing till the end.
First up, crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1102308785219909272004-12-05T23:30:00.000-05:002004-12-05T23:58:29.130-05:00It's half an hour to midnight and I'm listening to Bic Runga's Sway. As always, I'm supposed to be doing anything but blog but I can't help it. Listening to this song has just transported me back to four years ago during the good old days of the O Levels. One of my closer friends during that time was this guy from church. Coincidentally, we share the same birthday.
So I guess we were both drawn crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1101430487485341072004-11-25T19:40:00.000-05:002004-11-25T19:54:47.486-05:00It's that time of the year again.
The time when I start thinking that Ann Arbor is a shithole and the fact that I can't do anything in this place pisses the heck out of me. So yes, it's thanksgiving and yesterday it snowed for the first time this season. I enjoyed the snow for the first... oh... three minutes... then the biting cold started getting to me and all the old fond memories of frozen crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1100326558165532582004-11-13T01:12:00.000-05:002004-11-13T01:15:58.166-05:00And the question of the day is: Have you ever watched a movie where you identify with a character on screen so much it scares you?
Yesterday night I did, and it freaked me out. From big details like her bossiness and her love of writing to stuff like her favourite drink - coffee and her favourite piece of music - canon in d.
Man. It was some mind blowing shit. crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1099789786980821572004-11-06T20:08:00.000-05:002004-11-06T20:09:46.980-05:00
Ooh look at it. It is sooooo gorgeous. I want!
Will let y'all know if I decide to shell out $398 for it. Hmmmmcrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1099690428060799142004-11-05T16:21:00.000-05:002004-11-05T16:33:48.060-05:00I'm in one of those slothful vegetative modes that I fall into every so often. But today it's well deserved. For once.
Since Monday, I've been mugging my guts out to survive my stupid macroeconomics midterm as well as working at the Daily for election day stories. I covered the state proposal to ban gay marriage. Both the results of the ban (they decided to approve the banning in all 11 states crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1098160500759989792004-10-19T01:27:00.000-04:002004-10-19T00:44:55.416-04:00The original picture:
Photoshop version 1:
Which I was initially very pleased with because I kinda liked the torchlight effect on my face. Made me seem glowy what with that effervescent effect. And check it out... I've got a nice matte complexion!
Then I was enlightened to the fact that the background was so dim the neon Vegas lights could no longer be seen.
Bummer. It didn't really matter crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1098045201244820482004-10-17T16:18:00.000-04:002004-10-17T16:33:21.246-04:00Go listen to Just Lose It by Eminem if you haven't already done so. It's my current song of the moment. And in true Eminem anarchist style, this video has been slammed by god knows how many people since it was released. And his new album, Encore, will be released early November. I'm so excited!
Desperate Housewifes, a new drama showing on telly, is da bomb. As its title suggests, it is about a crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1097878521110420902004-10-15T18:05:00.000-04:002004-10-15T18:25:01.846-04:00It's fall break but I'm not going anywhere. I don't feel like studying or getting started on that 10 page paper that will be due immediately after the break. So, all you lucky ducks finally get to see how my room looks like. Tell me what you think.
My typical opener:
As usual, it's cleaned up just so it actually looks nice for once.
And now for my pride and joy. I think I should paper the crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1097677673837696812004-10-13T10:20:00.000-04:002004-10-13T10:27:53.836-04:00For the first time since I've come here, I won't be going anywhere during a break. It's fall break this weekend and I have next Monday and Tuesday off. But, I'll be staying in dear old Ann Arbor because 1) I need to create my resume and portfolio and 2) The usual suspects are busy studying for their exams immediately after the break. Of course I have an exam and a 10 page paper due too but well..crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1096133961845729712004-09-25T13:30:00.000-04:002004-09-26T11:45:59.713-04:00The following in italics was written in my hotel room in Venice Beach, Los Angeles. Everything else is written in the present, as a recollection and reflection. It will be part photo essay, part narrative, and most importantly, all me.
After more than a week of not having easy access to the internet (think paying for internet or going to the apple centre to use their free access), it is rather crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1095219594750546922004-09-14T23:37:00.000-04:002004-09-14T23:54:46.600-04:00
Just in case anyone is wondering why seeing my insane grinning face on this blog is such a watershed moment in my life let me explain myself:
Ever since the blog began, I have been trying to figure out how to upload pictures to it. And now, I have finally succeeded.
Woot!
Ten thousand self congratulatory pats to my back please. Thankyewverymuch. You can't imagine how pleased I am with myself.
crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1095049042199516102004-09-13T01:04:00.000-04:002004-09-13T00:17:22.200-04:00Cynicism is something I try really hard to escape but no matter how hard I try, it just keeps getting the better of me. Today's one of those days. So without further ado, here's the result of today's bout of meaness - alternative taglines for the different schools in Michigan.
Business school - Where you sell your soul to corporate America
LSA (Literature, science and the arts) - Where business crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1094775859977807352004-09-09T20:08:00.000-04:002004-09-09T23:37:01.190-04:00It's about 8.12 pm on a Thursday night and the rest of my housemates are busy preparing dinner... our first dinner together to be exact. Pretty exciting stuff I might add. Of course, the no brainer follow-up question would be: Why am I blogging instead of helping out in the kitchen.
And of course, my no brainer answer is: Too many cooks spoil the broth.
Haha.
Nah really, I think the four of them crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1091908117683297582004-08-07T15:42:00.000-04:002004-08-08T06:33:12.043-04:00I don't normally do this but I can't help it. There were too many priceless pearls of wisdom today. I can't just stand by and not record them down for posterity.
Do you know what's doggie and missionary? - Xinyi on a certain text message from a certain someone
I think kids bring out the worst in everybody - Me after seeing a grandmother bitch-slap her screaming grandkid just outside Citylink (Icrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1091722739158204942004-08-05T12:08:00.000-04:002004-08-05T13:37:34.690-04:00I basically have two choices as to what I could be blogging about.
Either my new 'do which I currently hate to the core or the plays that I've watched over the past week. Guess I'll talk about my attempts at getting a cultural education of sorts since I am honestly fed up with all the fashion disasters that are coming my way. But if I am not exhausted by the end of this entry which I predict willcrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1091344205678144522004-08-01T03:09:00.000-04:002004-08-01T03:10:05.676-04:00I'm so excited. I finally caved in to peer pressure - as I always do eventually - and signed up for MSN. My email is karentee@gmail.com
Add me!
crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1090513095556021062004-07-22T12:03:00.000-04:002004-07-22T12:59:08.220-04:00I am quite disappointed in myself. Self-confidence girl! I've always had this theory that if you act like you own the world, chances are, nobody's gonna contradict you. And of course, my very own pet theory flopped, shrivelled up and died before my very own eyes.
Anyways, back to the beginning. As I had mentioned in my previous post, I was going to attend a cocktail launch of Jewels Of The Raj crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1090425722212351782004-07-21T11:50:00.000-04:002004-07-21T12:21:17.313-04:00Can't resist using all these nice new pretty colours for my blog. Now if only I can figure out how to post pictures.
Well work is pretty draining, as people who have been talking to me probably know. It's so not fun to be trying to be working on 12 different articles simultaneously. And it doesn't help when some of these articles involve corresponding with govt statutory boards with inches of crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1090252534616834802004-07-19T11:39:00.000-04:002004-07-19T11:59:55.540-04:00Because I'm trying to lull myself to sleep, the radio is turned off (actually it hasn't been switched on for days) and the aircon is chugging away at full blast (it's based on the principal that when it's winter, animals hibernate).
It's exactly one month to the end of my teenhood and not surprisingly, I am in one of my retrospective moods. After all, I think I need to figure out what I've crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1089343557169179332004-07-08T23:24:00.000-04:002004-07-08T23:25:57.170-04:00Gah I give up.
I've spent the greater part of the morning searching in vain for a suitable new blogskin.
Then after I finally found one that looks reasonably passable, I realized that I have absolutely no idea how to edit the template so that my blog actually appears on the template.
I am such a lost case.crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1089193328069121142004-07-07T05:18:00.000-04:002004-07-07T05:42:08.070-04:00It's been a while since I've posted something new so I thought I'd better come up with something so as not to disappoint my loyal fans. I know, I know, I'll just add deluded to my rapidly expanding list of undesirable traits.
I had another epiphany of sorts while away on a short family vacation back to Malaysia over the weekend. Before I delve deeper into my journey of self discovery, I have tocrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1086982410872587402004-06-11T15:10:00.000-04:002004-06-11T15:40:26.916-04:00Always wanted to see what's it like to write under the influence of alcohol but I don't think there's enough of that stuff coursing through my veins to have much of an effect. Feeling a little drowsy but that's about it (plus I strongly suspect that the drowsiness is due to fatigue and nothing to do with alcohol). I swear, one day I'll buy a bottle of vodka or something and do shots at home just crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1086794189972254732004-06-09T11:07:00.000-04:002004-06-09T11:26:05.030-04:00Just went blog surfing for kaypohness sake and one of the sites I visited was Bngky's. His latest post was dedicated to his little sister, who's 15 this year. For a moment, I was shocked and this thought popped into my head: "But when we were exchanging letters while we were playing that angel-mortal game, didn't you tell me she's 12? She can't be 15 yet!"
Then, it dawned upon me that we played crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1084981001761543692004-05-19T11:32:00.000-04:002004-05-19T11:38:56.616-04:00The highlight of my day:
And as diet crazes have come and gone during that span, the solution to the problem hasn't changed: eating less and exercising more. That's not as palatable as searching for an easier way — even if the quest has done more to fatten bottom lines than slim fat bottoms.
USA Today, May 18, Lower Low Carb Expectations
Chortle
crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1084647396773934102004-05-15T14:44:00.000-04:002004-05-15T15:26:48.240-04:00The best part about Troy: You don't root for either side. The Greeks and the Trojans are so simultaneously ambiguously good and bad that it is simply impossible to decide on a side to support.
As far as I can tell, among the main characters, Hector is the only truly good guy and the king of the Greeks(I forgot his name) is the only downright despicable person. The rest of the leads are so crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1084556961894380572004-05-14T13:33:00.000-04:002004-05-14T13:51:48.186-04:00I need to get a grip.
I'm definitely losing it alright.
Anything and everything irks me.
Otherwise all I want to do is stay in bed and not get out.
Or else the idea of striking up a conversation with anybody, friend or foe, makes my skin crawl.
Lets not talk about the uncontrollable urge to sit on the floor and throw a tantrum to the high heavens.
The increasingly frequent urge to bawl mycrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1084462926123382302004-05-13T11:35:00.000-04:002004-05-13T11:50:21.700-04:00In a moment of weakness, I scoffed down a piece of Hershey's dark chocolate and a whole lot of chocolate chip cookie flavored cereal.
Gotta stop obsessing over all the food that I consume... I think I'm edging really close to obsessiveness. And it's a vicious cycle. First, you decide to limit your food intake, then you start monitoring everything you eat, then you start worrying that you're crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1084117180380739172004-05-09T11:39:00.000-04:002004-05-09T12:19:29.170-04:00One week down, seven to go
And tomorrow morning will mark the beginning of the second week of work. It's not that it's absolutely detestable to be working. In fact, I think deep down inside me, I actually somewhat enjoy what I'm doing (which is a good thing since I will have to go through six years of it once I'm done with school). It's just that it is my holidays and I would very much rather becrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1083683993876054482004-05-04T11:19:00.000-04:002004-05-04T11:23:41.403-04:00It's always great to be home.
Just survived my first day of work at Life! and my first assignment is to work on this Sunday's feature story. Pretty cool stuff even if the topic is cliched and done to death. Go read the papers if you wanna find out what's going on.
Would love to blog more but there's people to catch up with and appointments to make so...
crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1082838590500476252004-04-24T16:29:00.000-04:002004-04-24T16:33:54.450-04:00Halfway through my muggy Saturday and I'm fighting off the inevitable drowsiness that comes with the monotony of too much learning.
Since waking up at 930, I have studied the political parties in Russia, the political development and economy of China and read one act of Twelfth Night.
Still waiting to be struck off the list: Econ mock exam, governmental system of China and hopefully more crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1082700069253608322004-04-23T02:01:00.000-04:002004-04-23T02:05:11.373-04:00I have this sudden intense craving for Old Chang Kee curry puffs and kaya toast and ice milo
Damn.
I'm still trying to lose weight btw.crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1082666521393277852004-04-22T16:42:00.000-04:002004-04-23T02:05:30.340-04:00This is one of my sad attempts to stay awake while I'm studying.
Which means it's going to be a blog about nothing in particular. So go away if you don't feel like reading nothing.
Or else humor me and see what I'm going to say.
Today's day one of the study break. No more class so all I can do is hole up and study hard.
I'm just counting down the days till the exams are over
(April 30)
Some crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1082164219784223572004-04-16T21:10:00.000-04:002004-04-16T21:19:46.216-04:00Today I can honestly say that I love Ann Arbor.
It has been just about the most perfect day ever since I've arrived here last August. The temperature was hovering at the low twenties(deg C not Farenheit), there was a slight breeze and I could actually feel the warmth of the sun against my skin. Now that's something that doesn't happen very often here in the northern hemisphere.
So, how does crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1081738979369295602004-04-11T23:02:00.000-04:002004-05-04T12:07:06.840-04:00At the risk of coming across as a complete nerd, I love Shakespeare.
More often than not, I wonder why I even bother reading his work. After all, they're written in a style of english so unfamiliar to the modern world, his jokes are outdated and irrelevant, his plays are melodramatic and I usually know what the ending will be anyway and the bottom line: Plays are meant to be watched, not read.
crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1081433015579822162004-04-08T10:03:00.000-04:002004-04-08T10:07:18.280-04:00Today's going to be a pretty interesting day.
It's the day of the LEO strikes here in Ann Arbor.
Basically they're a union for the lecturers here and they are striking for better job security and other benefits. The difference between lecturers and professors is that lecturers do not have job security. They have to renew their teaching contracts yearly and I believe they don't get medical crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1081024154226094962004-04-03T15:29:00.000-05:002004-04-03T15:32:50.716-05:00Jenne's back from Hash Bash -- a rally to legalize marijuana.
There's a whole pack of people in my room and I can't concentrate anymore. I believe they're all slightly high from smoking weed.
Oh well I think I'm leaving the room soon.crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1081018491911379982004-04-03T13:54:00.000-05:002004-04-03T13:58:27.530-05:00Other things I have to do:
- reply to Nick and Lorraine
- eat some semblance of a lunch
- download more music
- plan my 5 page King Lear essay
- read more witchcraft references so that I can move on with this paper which is bloody boring right nowcrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-108101396678204912004-04-03T12:39:00.000-05:002004-04-03T12:43:02.543-05:00George Michael's Amazing is just that...
My new favourite song of the moment :)crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1081013929763635492004-04-03T12:38:00.000-05:002004-04-03T12:42:25.530-05:00Today's posts are going to be a sort-of mental experiment.
As I work on my history paper: Witchcraft in Early Modern English Literature, I'm going to post any random thoughts that come to my mind.
Just wanna see how distracted I can get while supposedly working industriously....crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1080959933316772042004-04-02T21:38:00.000-05:002004-04-02T21:57:39.890-05:00Another Friday has steamrolled along. It's 9.28 pm and I am officially sick of staring at my computer screen. Since I've woken up this morning I've completed my 5 page political science paper, 1 page of my 10 page history paper and finished reading the last few chapters of Ash Wednesday. Have also practically read the entire online Straits Times in preparation for the dialogue session with Tony crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1080516532546503782004-03-28T18:28:00.000-05:002004-03-28T18:43:38.560-05:00Since I am a procrastinator and because my head is spinning spinning spinning from too much reading, I'm now here prattling on about my sometimes sad excuse for a life. Thankfully, in spite of the fact that within the next four weeks I have to turn in a total of four term papers ammounting to about 40 pages of written work, this weekend was blessedly pretty good by most standards.
Friday
Drove crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1079762942237608012004-03-20T01:09:00.000-05:002004-03-20T01:12:19.293-05:00"Ann Arbor is a shithole... you know what the best thing is? Last week we went to Canada and had the greatest time there."
So said my dearest roommate in a conversation with a friend in Israel.
And I can't really deny her words either. It is pretty true. Plus it's even worse for me since I can't get into Canada without a visa
I'm bored to tears, summer school is not gonna happen cos there's crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1079508490122333832004-03-17T02:28:00.000-05:002004-03-17T02:31:23.826-05:00For want of a better thing to do during my winding down moments before I go to bed and in a sad attempt to ignore the fact that I am kinda hungry, I shall blog.
First up, remember the filmvid exam I was studying for (see below for more info)? Well I got my results back. 85 outta 100 for a 50 minute paper with 5 mini essays. Now, in most cases, getting an 85 for anything would be enough to make mycrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1078788279894561572004-03-08T18:24:00.000-05:002004-03-08T18:40:53.840-05:00Iran and India: Realism and Beyond
Well, that's the topic that I'm supposed to be studying now for film and video studies. But obviously I'm bored to tears and just don't feel like studying anything. Which is really bad cos I know nuts about Realism not to mention Beyond Realism. Correction, I know the vague details of realism: capturing a slice of real life, not fiction Hollywood-style. Joy.
In crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-107829417806002882004-03-03T01:09:00.000-05:002004-03-03T01:52:52.216-05:00I am really not supposed to be blogging right now cos I have two midterms coming up next week and Dad's gonna be in Ann Arbor over the weekend which basically means my usual study days will be burnt while I pathetically attempt to keep him entertained here. And that is no mean feat. I struggle to keep myself entertained here and at least the typical college student activities ie sleeping till crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1078127272860441862004-03-01T02:47:00.000-05:002004-03-01T03:02:35.746-05:00It's taken me a really long time to come to this realization: the greatest irony about death and funerals is that they remind us to celebrate life. I'm horrible when it comes to stuff like that because my mind tends to go blank and I never know the right thing to say. Everybody else appears to know just how to react, what to say, what type of facial expression to put on. I on the other hand can crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1076546749658920622004-02-11T19:45:00.000-05:002004-02-11T20:56:38.263-05:00For some reason, tis the season for...Listmania
Songs I have to listen to at least once a day
britney spears - Toxic
jewel - stand
outkast - heya!
maroon 5 - this love
nickelback - someday
chuck berry - you can never tell
sugababes - hole in my head
sophie ellis bextor - i won't change you
junio senior - move your feet
Objects of desire
lime green/hot pink ipod mini
gstar, miss sixty and crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1076368677780541022004-02-09T18:17:00.000-05:002004-02-11T20:19:10.466-05:00Stories My Mama Used To Tell Me (aka Old Wifes Tales)
1. Don't bathe immediately after you eat or you'll have "wind".
Personally, I think its just a way of avoiding seeing the food belly that you inevitably get after a meal.
2. Don't go to sleep with wet hair or you wil get head wind.
Gives new meaning to the word airhead.
3. Even if the orange is sour, eat it. The sourness aids in your crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1076267049596742952004-02-08T14:04:00.000-05:002004-02-08T14:07:48.513-05:00You represent... apathy.
You don't really show any emotion. You can beconsidered cruel and cold, but you just don'treally care about anything. This is just theway you are... you're quite a challenge to getclose to, and others may perceive you asboring.
What feeling do you represent? brought to you by Quizilla
Hmmm... I don't really know what to make of this either... lolcrazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1075384467110737312004-01-29T08:54:00.000-05:002004-01-29T09:04:37.686-05:00Got awoken by my roommate sometime before 8am this morning as she was getting ready to go for her 8am lab session. Such is the life of a student who has to spend time in a lab. What's unusual is that I actually woke up. Those who know me know that I'm about one of the laziest bums you can ever meet when it comes to sleeping. I can fall asleep practically everywhere especially if I have nothing crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1074747535526370812004-01-21T23:58:00.000-05:002004-01-22T00:44:28.670-05:00As I am typing this, I bet most of the people I know back home in Singapore and Malaysia are either feasting on the best food known to mankind, busy collecting angpows, busy giving out angpows or busy gambling in an attempt to earn some moolah. It's 2325, Jan 21 over here, not yet Chinese New Year but I still feel the spirit. We had some sort of reunion dinner at a chinese restaurant though I crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1073717965826585362004-01-10T01:59:00.000-05:002004-01-10T02:01:10.546-05:00It's been a week since I've been to Singapore and back.
The weather over here is a bitch. Can anybody even imagine what -20 deg Celsius feels like? Well, I do. And I can totally assure you it's no fun at all. Your nose, ears and fingers feel like they have been blasted with liquid nitrogen and the fingers especially feel kinda stff. I think it's cos the blood in the fingers have somewhat crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1071193811537063322003-12-11T20:50:00.000-05:002003-12-11T20:51:17.013-05:00A certain Ms Tan Yen Nee, 24, said in ST today: 'We can't expect a decent standard of living with a child. We've got our housing loan and we are saving up for a car.'
So cute eh. She'd rather have a car than a baby.
So Singaporean.
I miss home.
crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1069964989877454242003-11-27T15:29:00.000-05:002003-11-27T15:30:36.983-05:00Yoz! I'm blogging this from my roommate's home in Columbus, Ohio.
Which is the home of Ohio State University.
Who are the bitter football rivals of Umich.
Whom we beat last weekend.
-smirk-
And yes I can see the puzzled looks going round. Yeah I know, it's not like I really care too but it's kinda fun. Some sort of analogy would be RJ vs AC in rugby multiplied by ten thousand times. And people crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159769.post-1068838332192966422003-11-14T14:32:00.000-05:002003-11-14T14:32:41.233-05:00Oh. My. God.
It snowed yesterday! I managed to get a 20 second video clip of the snow but it's gonna be one of those silent films cos I didn't dare speak cos SOMEBODY was sleeping in my room (you know who you are :P)
I don't think the video is very clear but the snowflake-things were swirling around in spirals, kinda looked like they were dancing in the wind before they settled down onto the crazypillnoreply@blogger.com0