Day Three

Shag, no time to put picture liaox

LOL

I can only say I love playing camp games, speaking hokkien, being a GL, and I love the fact that I'm a niner. I really think that without hall life, my days in NTU will be damn cui.

Power Power Pst Pst. Doo. Di di di di dui.

See, I speak camp language.

Day One

Actually, Ms Moon is just trying to find something to do in the middle of the night, hence the persistent blogging during "damn shag" FOC. I realised I suffer from severe insomnia, because I always can't get to sleep, don't feel tired the next day, and don't feel tired for the next few days. Sometimes I wonder if I should see a doctor. Whatever happened to the girl who slept at 10pm every night?

Camp Day One was big fun. I love my freshies because they are nice people. Actually, my honest opinions: It doesn't really matter if the OG is HIGH or NOT, I just hope to meet good and nice people, like me.

Anyway, I miss my SLR. I want to take FOC pictures. :) I'm blogging incoherent. But it doesn't matter.

Really in coherent

Day Zero

I hate to own up to the fact that I wrote the JCRC video's script, because it's plain lame. HOHO. But, yes, it's rather hilarious. Stanley's antics ups the whole thing. ZOHAN. SCRABBY COCO.

Day Zero was enjoyable and non-tiring. It would be pure optimism if I hope that everyday's like that for FOC, but as long as it's enjoyable, anything's fine. I love cheers and games. And I love my AH MOON bag, except for the fact that I smudged the "moon" with my buttocks just a few minutes ago. I SAT ON MY BAG. Gosh.

I realised the name "Moon" stuck after so many years. Can't even recall who gave me that name. But I thank him/her.

Arigato.

drools

OOh...this is Mr Yip, vice captain of Team Singapore's Water Polo team. Absolute eye candy. Trumps all men in this world. LOL. Facebook works wonders, now me and ms ng wai ting are watchin hot bods. Thank you water polo.

OMGOMG.

Changes

Ahah. That's my new phone, although it's still lying in the package, since I'll be using the Sony Ericsson one for camp. It seems like changing phones has become a routine. I used to get really hyped up because of a new phone. But, now, buying a new phone is less exciting than getting my dream shoes from Charles and Keith. LOL. I've been eyeing this pair for ages, now I finally have it in my hands, or on my feet, to be accurate. :)

Senior's camp is over, and FOC is coming soon. About Senior's Camp, the turnout wasn't that fantastic, and I enjoyed myself more talking to Ying Ying on day 1 as compared to Day 2's beach games. I was never a big fan of beach games. But there were lots of hilarious laughter that was very infectious. I hope FOC will be even better. Also did filming for the JCRC video yesterday. The MatthewandFionne scene ahahahaha. Laughed a lot again.

Anyway, something beside the point. I realised I'm not a very calm person. I always picture in my mind how I would react or how I would speak in different circumstances. But turns out I always can't do it. Is is merely a problem of ill discipline? Or am I just not up to it?

P.S: I hate my English nowadays, maybe because I've been reading too much Chinese.

Jumping ship

The sun plus the breeze. There's good weather today, and there was a beautiful drizzle out there just now. Sometimes, I wonder how photographer comrade Gilad from Israel takes those amazing puddle shots after the rain. Why doesn't the ground over here sink enough for a huge puddle near some grand monument or pretty architecture? But I'm asking for too much. Each country's different.

I went out for Paparazzi's business meeting today. Still a bit worried bout the funds not coming in quick enough, but we seem to be in good shape for now. Am looking forward to a success! Ahah. Today should be the start of all the buzz coming up soon. Senior's camp plus hall foc. Event coverage and stuff. And there's school.

About jumping ship. I always seem to be plunging into some venture eagerly, then start to dread it. Then I jump ship. Change environments, change job, change social role, change position. For a change of mood. It's something good for me, but many might see it as being fickle. Like how I wanted to be Photog chair, because I know I can lead. Then after a year, I really wanted to just slack and be a follower, though there's always something innate in me that makes me look like the bossy one in the team. Then there's hall JCRC. I had fun sometimes, but this year, I utterly had to drag myself to some events I had no choice but to attend. So, I'm glad it's gonna be all over. I'm going to finish this job well, and move on happily to new stuff.

I hope I get the Biennale volunteer work. Art is fun. I hope the JCRC meeting is on Monday instead, so I can go for Night Fest at the museum. It's been some time since I last did some photography. I'm still going to be involved in hall next year, but on a minimised scale.

Meanwhile, I'm in a good mood today. I keep singing loudly to myself. I want to play some games. FOC should be now instead.

Sensing seasons

I realised I'm a big procrastinator. The stuff that I thought about doing during these 3 arduous months, few I've fulfilled. Then, swoosh, school's going to reopen soon. It feels like school is tomorrow.

However, not surprisingly, I'm still looking forward to the next semester. The Biennale's notice has arrived, and I'm scheduled for at least 4 slots. Finally something more exciting than a whole semester of assignments and quizzes. I'm still looking for someone to accompany me to the Theatre Fest.

Nowadays, I do some photo editing. Watch some videos. Surf a little web. Play a little scrabble. Shop big time. And just sit idly waiting for foc to start.

I'm like going to curse the holidays.

Too Little Too Late

The Singapore Theatre Festival is coming and I'm eager to catch 'Own Time Own Target', a homegrown play about NS life. This time round, it's helmed by our own coursemate, Alfian and another guy I'm not too familiar with. The plays look promising and I'd like to support the festival. Anyone wants to catch the play? I'm planning 23rd August, Sat's evening show. 30 bucks, but there's another 15% discount if I'm not wrong.

WKWSCIFOC is finally over. It was a little bit fun, yet a little bit tiring. I quite like my role as a lunatic little girl in ugly pjs, though I'm enormously glad that all the email shit is over. LOL. Luckily for hall foc, I'm an OGL, not a programmer.

Anyway, yesterday, the whole family walked to Downtown's Ehub for dinner at New York New York. We planned to try bowling, but the waiting list was a OMG 100 plus. We forgot about it and went to play some arcade games instead. We were quite looking forward to the bowling, but it was still a lovely night. It has been so long since the last time the family went out together.

Photos:

Don't Hurry your Heart

I ended up watching 'Driving Lessons' yesterday because Rushan had something on in the family last minute. Made me realise I really love going out alone. I was already out and on the bus since I had changed, so I messaged Jiamin to see if she was free. But, well, she was not. So I decided to catch the movie I had missed the other time.

Ben: "But you're in the middle of nowhere!"
Evie: "Then I'll cling on to the edge of somewhere!"

It was a strange but nice show, full of British humour and accents. Without subtitles, I had to strain my ears a bit because the character Evie speaks really fast. Ben is this weird and uptight kid with an equally uptight and crazily religious mother. He's brought up in a family where he was taught to be a true Christian. Well, I'd say it's not that this movie teaches you not to be a staunch Christian, it just tells you that you should shout "Fuck Off" when you need to.

I always thought that one should not use religion to justify their actions. Everything you do should be a personal choice. Like when you ask someone "Why are you a vegetarian?" and they say "I'm a Buddhist". It just doesn't really answer the question.

Anyway, before the movie, I got the new dark mocha frappucino at Starbucks. The person asked if I wanted whipped cream. I thought for a while and said yes sheepishly and was immediately overwhelmed with guilt. Haha, coz whipped cream is fat-heavy. But, god's will. This other lady took my mocha frap by mistake (I think she had like no idea what she ordered) and the person had to do another one for me. I thought it was a god-sent hint so I told the person I'd do without the whipped cream instead. Haha.

On the mrt home, I couldn't help staring at this guy's butt. His back pockets were really weird and they looked like two evil eyes staring right at you. So I stared back, until he sat down with his friend on the seats beside me. Then I couldn't help overhearing what they were talking about.

Evil pockets: "Can you picture Shirley as your wife?"
Normal guy: (pauses for a moment) "No."
Evil pockets: "Can you picture Karen as your wife?"
Normal guy: Maybe yes.
Evil pockets: Can you picture Catherine as your wife?"
Normal guy: (immediately) No.

Well, this went on for dunno how long with Evil pockets churning out random English names at speed rate that I wonder if these women really exist. Wow, they have so many female friends. I wonder why, since they looked like...sh**. I was looking at their reflections in the mrt windows while I listened in on their conversations.

Then evil pockets said: "I don't think you can get any wife without any braces"

OMG. I nearly laughed out loud.

WTH.

It was really a strange and nice day. or night. to be precise.