The Siao One's Stuffings

Ramblings of the original Siao-ster ^-^

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I am God's work ... but I am still not completed yet ^-^

Monday, July 12, 2004

Somethings from 1999...

The New Millennium
The year is 2019 and it is the new millennium! Since the hit of the Y2K bug, things have never been the same . The computers now have a mind of their own ,but thankfully, humans are still in control. And when I say HUMANS I mean the type of living things that have 2 arms, 2 legs , 2 eyes , 2 ears , 1 nose, You know…… a Homo sapiens ! Not a Green faced , 4 earedHarmen from the planet Mesato in the 9th galaxy.

After the Y2K, computers all over the world crashed and everyone was left in a daze. Then, in Feburary 2000, the computers just came to life. It was a miracle from heaven ! In March 2000, N.A.S.A started receiving messages from galaxys that were unheard of.These life forms wanted to be friends with the life forms on earth. Why? You may ask. Well they were able to read the future of planets and they said that we were in trouble of being completely taken over by the computers that somehow came to life in Febuary. They also said that the future that was actually in store for us was so gruesome that they had to do something to help us. ( By the way, these life forms were called ‘The Watchers’. Corny huh?) Anyway when the leaders of the world finally decided to accept their guidance,a whole listof instructions was given to all the computer users of the world. The result was that the computers all became like slaves to their owners and would never betray or disobey them ever again. With the safety of earth being certain, ‘The Watchers’ left our galaxy and happliy went home.

The rest is history and now, since the computers have minds of their own, the life of Homo sapiens has become very easy. For example , almost the recreational activities that people take part in are all digitally interactive.

Oh Yes! I forgot to mention this, now that ‘The Watchers’ have made themselves known to us, aliens from everywhere have migrated to earth because they have always liked the weather here. Thankfully there has not been any bad blood between aliens and the life forms of earth.

Shopping - Food
The food now no longer has to be bought from the local Super-Market. Thanks to new inventions, food can be bought and atomized over the internet. Due to the unlimited amount of creativity among the aliens and humans the food can be of any colour and type depending on one’s imagination. The food is charged according to how much time is spent on the internet ‘cooking’ up the food. Below is a sketch of a [Food-Atom-Oven].
- Clothes
When it comes to clothes, for some living things, nothing is more important. And with the development of ‘Atom Clothes’ this population of life forms is really happy! The concept of the machine is about the same as the [Food-Atom-Oven]. The clothes are designed and bought over the internet. And are charged according to the time spent buying on-line and fitting the clothes on the buyer.
Below is sketch of [Designer-Atom-Clothes]
Studying-The Education System
Studying now is a totally different experience from the days of old. Children now not only have their own lap-tops for lessons ,they also have digital textbooks.
A sketch of a digital textbook.





The lessons are conducted over the internet with their teacher and they get to choose what subjects they want to study. Unfortunately, the fewer the number of subjects that a student chooses the more intensive it gets. For example, if a student chooses to study Mathematics only, he will have to study every aspect of Mathematics. And his examination will carry a heavy portion of his final grade. However, if he chooses to take Maths, Chinese, French, German , English and Science the pressure will be a whole lot less. There are tuition classes for any student who wishes to brush up on his subjects and the classes are free!
Although the lessons are conducted over the internet, the students still have E.C.As. which are carried out on week days after school. That way, they get to have the weekends off to relax.
This new system is supposed to teach students to be more independent because they have to look after their own computer and do all the research on their own. The Ministry also gets the parents actively involved with their child’s studies and development.
As most of the lessons are conducted in the classrooms there is a very big focus on physical education in schools. The P.E. classes are now longer and there is a lot of time spent on teaching the students the importance of healthy eating.
Home Life-Chores
Nowadays, everything in the house is fully-automatic and needs no tending to. However, there is always the possibility that there might be a power cut at any time. To avoid the hassle of doing the job of maybe, cleaning the kitchen or the bathroom, robots have been invented to be on alert at all times in case of an electrical power failure. That way you still will not have to do any work.
Below is a sketch of a [Auto-Maid] or otherwise known as [The Robo-Maid].
The other special stuff that were invented for the home
Televisions the size of walls. - For the benefit of shortsighted people.
Hologram telephones. - For the very concerned parent so that he or she can at least tell where his or her child is if they call home.
The Air board. - For easy and quick moving around the house.
The Letter Collector-Transporter- Messenger. - For people who are lazy to collect their mail.
The Television Helmet. - For people who want to be ‘alone’ when watching television.
The Finding System. - For people who always forget where they put their things.
The Shifting Furniture. - For people who want value for their money.
Huge Play Rooms. - These rooms are for all age groups. There are countless types of fun games in the rooms. This is possible through the amazing invention of the interactive holographs.

The Best Things In Life Are Free

‘The best things in life are free’. That is a saying which always strikes me whenever I see a commercial for anything expensive. The first time I heard that phrase was when I was in primary school. I suppose it was because of my age, and that was probably why I did not fully understand the power behind that simple sentence. Not until a few months ago.

My parents allowed me to go on a vacation by myself.. I visited a travel fair and I found myself attracted to the many colours and sounds promoting all the various exotic and exciting places in the world..Drawing up a mental plan of where to start my ‘tour’, I walked to the far right corner of the room and started my search for the perfect vacation.

A simple but modest looking banner caught my eye. In bold letters it proclaimed “Private Island In The Pacific For Rent! Come to counter No.411 for more details.” The walls of this particular area was covered with pictures of sunsets, beautiful bedrooms, and much more. Fascinated , I enquired at the counter. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the tour package was within my means, and even more delighted that I would be treated like the Queen of the island for a week for less than I expected. I wasted no time in signing myself up for the next time slot . An island of my own!

My parents decided that since I would be going on the holiday on my own, I would have to pay for the package myself, but they would advance me the money for the trip. Only when I got my visa card letter did I realised how much money I have to spend on this island haven. It has got to be the most expensive trip ever.

Imagine arriving on a private island in my very own private jet. Once on the island, I was treated to a fantastic lunch that had been prepared by my own personal chef. It was only then that I realised that I had three butlers attending to my needs. Wow! What a good time I was in for! The table was spread with different kinds of meats, vegetables, fruits and rainbow jelly! My heart and stomach were only contented two hours later. Barely able to move from all that food, I hobbled over to the garden outside. Roses , tulips and hibiscus bloomed in every possible colour.. Butterflies showed off their spectacular colours. Feeling tired after that long flight and sumptuous food, I started towards a deck chair facing the ocean at the far end of the garden.

Lying down on the deck chair, a cool breeze brushed my face and coaxed me into slumber land. When I awoke, a beautiful sunset awaited me. The sky was ablazed with orange-red clouds surrounding an intensely burning ball. Amazed by this sight, I did not hear one of the maids calling me to go for dinner. Food again. All sorts of sea-food awaited me at the dinner table. By the end of that meal, I was thinking of ways to get rid of the extra weight which I had definitely put on. Wanting to now explore the villa, I requested that one of the butlers show me around.

The walls were painted with floral patterns in sweet pastel colours matching the vases and flowers in them. Altogether, there were five master bed rooms, two different recreation rooms, one tennis court, a swimming pool with sauna, one main kitchen, a laundry room, a gym and a huge dinning room.

As it was late, I wished to retire to my room for my sleep. My butler suggested the west wing bedroom for my first night. According to him, the ocean breeze combined with the sweet smell of flowers from the garden would definitely put my mind at rest and give me a good night sleep. Letting my thoughts drift off into “la-la-land”, I went into a deep sleep.

The next morning, out of guilt, I made a mental decision to do some exercise and shed some calories. The first stop after breakfast was the tennis court. I do enjoy a good game of tennis once in a while, but as none of my “islanders” knew how to play the game, I had to resort to doing practice swings with the tennis-ball machine.

Rather disappointed by my having to play against a ‘box”, I tried to lift my spirits by reminding myself that at least my back-hand would be better the next time I challenged my brother. Lunch was next n the list.

Pasta and everything Italian was on the menu. The great pizza lover in my family, I had not problem enjoying the spread in front of my eyes. However, the spirit of eating “pizza-hut” was lost when I realised that I had no one to share a conversation with. All the workers of the mansion were on duty, cleaning, preparing and doing the usual maintenance staff.

My next direction of physical-focus was the swimming pool. Equipped with a diving board, slide and floats, I happily jumped into the water and tried to get a tan. Working my on my cannon-ball and strokes was the fun part. The bore set in when the part about workers still a work on the house hit me. Being me, I usually liked the idea of showing off my skills to others and then teaching them the methods I used. Then, again maybe I could always go home and throw my brother into the public swimming pool.

When the dinner bell rang, I was all sore from my escapades in the pool. Back stroke, free style, you name it, I mastered it. All with in four to six hours. Even the infamous cannon-ball flip could never have been more perfected. All aches and burned by the sun, dinner was heaven-sent, but again the loneliness was felt. Ice cream was the only thing that reminded me of home. Memories of sneaking into the kitchen in the middle of the night flooded my mind.

Television was to have been the main distraction for the evening. Unfortunately, living on an island far from civilisation, electricity can be a problem when it comes to generators. Just our luck, the generator broke down during my dessert and for the rest of the evening, we had to rely on the back-up power unit of light and use hand-held fans for comfort. Deciding that having no television would not be a great loss, I crept into my bedroom and slept soundly till the next morning.

Determined to stay in bed for most of the morning, I told the servants to avoid my room till lunch time. His they did, giving me a chance to relax my body further and rejuvenate my mind. Thankfully, by lunch, the aches had subsided to half the original allowing me to carry on with my lonely vacation.

Happy was I the day I packed my clothes to get ready for the flight back home. The people who took great care of me all got generous tips.

The moment the plane reached the airport, I punched my fists into the air and silently thanked God for my home. Matt, my brother had driven the family car to pick me up, I had a feeling he must have thought I was mad when I hugged him in front of my family and friends.

That evening, looking out of my bed room window, I saw the same sunset I had seen four days before. The public pool had never looked so inviting and my aunt’s home cooked food would have received five stars from any food critic! I was sure glad to be back.

Only then did I understand the meaning to that phrase that best things in life was free. I did not have to go overseas to find happiness. It was right at home all along with my family and friends.

Truly, the best things in life was free!

*I wrote these pieces when i was in secondary two for my english class, i had a really great teacher back then my the name of Mrs MacMillian, she shared my love for Jane Austen among other things. Thanks Mrs Mac!
Found the files by accident, hope it brightens someone's day :)*

Poetry written for Teachers' Day 2003

Mrs Lim

Integration, differentiation
Oh the joy of vectors
Siting in a chair
Pulling out my hair
Over questions that I can’t fathom
Mathematical induction, Maclaurin’s expansion
Is it really a Poison distribution?

Thank you Mrs Lim, thank you
For you enthusiasm and care
Even in times when I can’t permutate
Your love for maths
I wish I had
Especially when the answer proves wrong
After trying for so long
Its weird how the sun comes out
Because you glance over my paper

Thank you Mrs Lim, thank you
For being there for me
Before, during and after lessons
Clearing my doubts
And spurring me on
Pressing toward the mark
Of perfection at the A’s

Did I remember to thank you?

Ms G

Dear Ms G, here are my teachers’ day blessings for you.

May your personal space be cockroach free
To prevent you from climbing up a tress
May your health be good all year round
Just like our grades that will come from out of town
May laughter fill your days
Now and always
Finally I must say:
May God bless you in every way
And
Happy Teachers’ Day!

Ms Koh

Ms Koh, oh Ms Koh
Econs would never be the same
Without you
The tutorials, the P.E.N.G.S and B.R.E.X
Learning to be concise and precise
Kinda tough at times

Ms Koh, oh Ms Koh
Thank you, yes thank you
The lectures and extra lessons
Time spent coaching me
Not to forget the occasional
Words of encouragement
Seeing me through
Tests and MCQs plus exams
Even the depressing times

Wishing my brain cells
Would increase at and increasing rate
However due to the fact that my creativity follows
The law of diminishing marginal returns
My poem thus comes to a close.




*These are poems i wrote for my teachers in JC last year...feel free to flame...but try not to send me to hospital ya?*

Poetry : Crush

How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways
To be with thee in the spring
Mine soul is warmed like summer
No words could express.
Cold, crisp, blood and all alone
Winter doth come when u be not by
Oh, how I wish to be a flower on your heart
To follow and not get lost.
Hope needs to be held on to.
Walking away might be a choice
However hard I try, the choice is still a mile away.
Thy lyre brings much peace to my tortured being.
Hath thee fallen asleep?

Less than 48 hours to go...

Darkness is merely the obsence of light.

Less than 48 hours to go before i will be in Perth!
Alamak ah! i still have not decided what to wear!!! How?!!?!?! I also have to get my stuff in order before i leave for my trip...things like getting my computer stuff saved on the internet lest my father decides to reformat the computer while i am overseas and i lose everything i have saved on it.

The fact is that i have never been so unprepared for a trip in my life. Usually when i go overseas i have my clothes packed at least a week before i take off. I made thsi same remark to my aunt and she said that i am not the only one in this position. Well, at least i know i am not alone...haha...My father is some what a kan qiong spider , i think i get it from him. He says that one should pack his bag and then take out half of the items before leaving. What does he do? He packs the bag, takes out half and puts in twice as much. When i asked him why the hack he does that when he tells me otherwise, his reply is : Do what i say, not do what i do...hahahha

Have you ever wondered how the body works? I did not study bio when i was in secondary school so please forgive me. Lately i have been wondering how the heart works. I know that its the one thing that keeps us moving, but what keeps it working? Two years back i had some heart scare where i felt my heart beating at an alarming rate. i ended up going to see the doctor at the request of my irrate parents. "Don play play ah! its your heart we are talking about!" i believe those were jist of what they were talking to me about when i told them i was not feeling very right with my red pump.

Not knowing what makes my heart work is kind of test on my faith. Its truely a blessing that i am able to wake up every morning and get to do the things i wanna do...so with that in mind i know that my time here is rather limited or in other words i have no say in how long i will be given the opportunity to walk this planet. Hence the concept of living everyday to the max because life is really too darn short to be wasted.

As the song goes : Time to say to goodbye...lalalala...
but not for long, coz i'll be back.

All my heart,
Sharon ^-^

Sunday, July 11, 2004

Less than 3 days left...

The sky is blue and the grass is green.

Today is Sunday, which would mean that yesterday was Saturday...so here goes!

My church's region 3 (aka my region) held a fun and games day at Big Splash from 1pm to 6pm. Needless to say, i turned up with most of cell memebers. I even took part in the games, which initially i wanted nothing to do with. Joke of the day : My group came in second. :p The only thing i did not like about the place was the salt water in the pool. I guess its a economical concept to have sea/salt water instead to chlorine but i personally do not like the isea of having salt crystals on my skin...they are juz plain sticky and ichy! Don't believe me? try staying at the beach the whole day, when you get home, your whole body will be really sticky~ *eeeeeeeee* Good thing the water for bathing there is not sea water! I totally appreciate clean H2O now...not that i didn't before, but now its just more precious to me. :) Thank God the sun was covered for most of the day, if not i would have ended up like a lobster...a cooked one at that.

To elaborate, i have a very big problem with the sun.I think it has a disliek for my skin. When its high and hot, i tend to end up with very³ red skin at the end of the day.
Case and Point : Secondary Three Alpha Camp.
After spending the afternoon climbing the rope obstacles, i look into the toilet mirror and find that i have a pair of white glasses on my red as hack chill crab face. Not forgetting that my skin is totally wasted and i feel like i've been overcooked (hair included). All that after the first day, and the second day was reserved for water activities. More sun and now the extra element of water...which can reflect sun rays very well. Zippidido-bloody-da~ As they say misery loves company, so the whole level , in sisterly love, got burned together and started pealing at the same time. My class resorted to bringing moisture lotions to class to ease the pain of tight burned skin. We also made use to scotch tape and masking tape. What for? u ask. Well, we used the sticky tape to get the dead skin off faster. Try it. It works!

Back to the year 2004. I had a good time at Big Splash with my friends, plus my burns this time were not that bad. i know i was supposed to put on sun-block, but i was too wrapped up in the salt to do anything about the sun. Then again, i was having too much fun playing and i think i would not have bothered even if i had remembered my Mother and Auntie's words. Haha.

I still have yet to decide what i wish to bring on my trip, let alone pack my suitcase. Alamak ah! How?!??!?!?!??!??!

Later~
Cheers! ^-^

Friday, July 09, 2004

Poetry : That old photo on the wall

That look, that sigh
Makes me so want to cry.
So near yet so far
Pictures taken of times not long ago
They seem to be the only things
Keeping me close to you.
Then I hear
That voice so calm
Reminding me that you are far from harm
We will be together soon
I know.
But I wait and want to make you proud too.
As long as you don’t give up hope in me
I’ll know what is ment to be.

Poetry : Learning to let go

The sun brings promise
I always thought this to be true
Till that day I woke to a crimson sky

You left without saying good bye
Why o why o why
I miss u so
I cry so much do you not know?

If only I could turn back time
To see you once again
If only if only if only

The days get longer
The nights just do the opposite
I know although you are far
You are still near
In my heart and memories
Till I see you again

I miss you so…

Poetry : Argh!

If the sky be blue why is a red heart the same colour?
Is the blood that flows through it not crimson?
The joy of being alive is not the breath but the flying
Will a bird truly be free is it is caged up?
Pecks does the creature the hand that feeds it.
Blame it for not loving you do not.

I want to have the sky in my face and between my fingers.
The eternal of a blanket of care.
I revel in that embrace

Help the child!

Poetry : If I were a teenager during the Japanese occupation

Full of hurt
Full of sorrow
Bringers of death will be here on the morrow
Yesterday was fine
Until the bombs made their way here
Even our protectors needed protection
From Changi to Red Hill
A trail of red both innocent and not
When will the bullets stop?

My brother and father gone
Live in the green we shall
Tyres for feet, innovations from need
The bloody sun still shines.
Cries of women can be seen
Are we all not human?
Chosen by a higher power to glorify
The land in the East.
Do they deserve praise?

Life must still go on
Even if rain of tears continue
But is the hope I dream of
Just in my own world?
Somebody save the Silk Road,
The light and young feet
Will somebody save me?








*Confession time -.-, ...wondering why so many poems at one shot?
Ans: The computer is unpredictable, so i am trying to preserve as much of my works on the net as possible before i have no choice but to throw the PC out the window... Bare with me please?
Oh, and this particular poem was written for a class assignment in JC but weirdly enough i was never told how i faired for it....Anyone care to do some critique for me?*

Poetry : The World Today

WW1, WW2, WWW
The wars are not gone
They live on
In our minds and on the drives
Bytes that drive the future.
Held on to by the past.
Should we bring it to our homes?
Body to body, blood all over.
White to red, metal against flesh.
WW1, WW2, WWF (WWE)

*tsink*...*tsink*...Spider-Man....Spider-Man....crawling up the walls, its Spider-Man....

The world is but a place for those who have yet to attain immortality.

Is life not weird?
I went for my SIM orientation today and ran into quite a few SRJCians and PL lites...small Singapore eh? Well, the good news is that i have found two SRJCians who are taking the same course as me. FINALLY! People taking the same course as me! Before that i only knew of two other people who take the same course and they are my seniors...not bad lah, i can go to them for help :)

i also got my books for the first semester today...sian diao~
Why do i still have to do maths!( -_-, Bursts into tears...*wah*...Grabs wads of tissue to wipe red eyes and blow rudolf nose...)
Thankfully, i know most of the stuff that i am supposed to be learning for the first time, the extra stuff...hmmmmm.....Joy of joys i get to dig my hands into economics yet again~ Don't you just feel the vibrations of happiness from my words?
The up-side so far is that i get to study sociology an some other wacky subjects...their kinda core topics but as long as i can understand what the hell is happening or catch the ball, i guess i will be a happy bunny :D

Watched Spider-Man 2 on Tuesday.
Some people say that its not as good as the first one, others beg to differ. I am believe i belong in the later crowd. i like the second movie for its drama and nifty F/X. In my humble opinion, special effects are only successful when you do not know that they are created by the computer. The audience should not have any idea that the pictures being flashed infront of their eyes are not possible in real life. The movie achieved just that. The drama was just as good if not better. Angst, suffering, head & heart aches were evident for the characters. However, the one thing that kinda irritated me is the 'touch-don-touch' relationship between Peter and Mary Jane through out most of the show... for that i would probably attribute the blame to Alfred Gough and Co. who were the script writers for the seqeal. I don't know who did the screen play for the first movie.If you did not know... Alfred Gough is the co-producer of Smallville and Roswell. The shows are on my list of all time favorites but the can be very very very irritating when they tackle BGR between the male and female leads...Sometimes i just feel like screaming : GET IT ON ALREADY!!!! *Grrrrrr.....*

Like almost everyone else i have already seen Spider-Man, so the characters are not new to me. Fan of the original and updated comic that i am, i also know the various story lines which have come and gone. They all add to the complex beings of Peter Parker & Co. Seeing the saga unfold on the big screen, with Toby Maguire in the lead makes the brain-child of Stan Lee all the more appealing and embrace-able. Its also helped that i managed to get my hands on some Spider-Man comics at the orchard library...the newly updated title going by the name of Ultimate. (Ultimate Spider-Man)

The Ultimate series is not limited to Spider-Man. X-men also has been revamped under this title (Ultimate X-men) and the authors have made the stories more modern in the politics, history, pop culture, technology and not forgetting lingo among other stuff of the current generation. I kinda like the art work as well, its a whole lot easier to read the comics now compared to the ones of the 50s to 90s. Less cluttered and clearer in dimensions. Although nothing can beat the classics : Days of Future and Past, Phoenix Saga, Age of Apocalypse, etc. The new story is definately more believable and i find myself wanting my own set of mutant powers...haha...i would love to have a cross between Jean and Storms gifts.

I will be leaving for Australia on Wednesday with my two Aunts and my elder aunt's friend. We will be going to Perth for ten days and i have no idea what to wear!!! hahhhaaa......

I'll try to update before i leave...
Excelsior.
Best.
Cheers! ^-^

Saturday, July 03, 2004

Multi-hitz

Time and tide wait for no man. But how about at the water theme park in the tide pool?

Movie Orgys -- Now that is something which i really like. On Saturday and Monday (19th and 21st of June), i had the opportunity to watch movies at two of my friends' places. All in all i watched :
Sinbad
The Prince and Me
My Sassy Girl
Il Marie
Pleasantville
Everafter
American Pie - The Wedding
Interview With A Vampire

I had a terrific time watching those shows and i enjoyed the company even more. They made the films all the more interesting and meaningful because of their pressence and their personal insights to the why certain things happened. Honestly i take my movie experiences very seriously, maybe its because i am a literature student, but i find myself taking apart almost every story i watch these days. As a result i have found that i have a huge soft spot for damned creatures. These beings have to have a certain standard to be allowed to earn my empathy. They have to understand their reason for damnation and in turn desire to have a better life or exsistence even if their ultmost proves futile and their predicament remains unchanged or worsened. Hence my tears for Louis, Spike, Angel, Achilles and Breseis, etc.

The whole idea of watching a show is for the chance to escape to a totally different realm. Where the rules are changed. Where we can pretend we are someone else and we are not confined to the routines of our own lives. For that period of time, we can escape and become that person who has the ability to walk through walls, sing like and angel, score really well in tests, fly, love without thinking about the consiquences or even be able to communicate with a lost loved one. At the end of it all, you have to walk away from the tale and somehow something will be learnt. If your fortunate, it gives you an insight or clue to what life is and why we are so lucky to be living the way we do , with the people around us and the things we go through. The same goes for the reading of novels and listening to songs, be they with or without words. The emotions conveyed are very important to the whole concept of grasping and understanding the various ideals which are a part of our society and humanity.

On the 29th of June 2004, around 10 pm, Singapore experienced a blackout that affected about 30% of the island. It is the worst one i have experienced in my short lifespan. It was rather fun to be walking around with my cell members in the dark from place to place. First down from the 6th story to Winnie's house so that she would not be alone. Then back to the car park so that Jeff could drive us all back home.

When the blackout first hit, we had just steped out of Uncle Alan's house, thankfully we did not leave earlier, if not we would have been stuck in the lifts. We also thought that only a same portion of the neighbourhood had been hit by the power shortage...well, misery loves company.

The blackout lasted for about 2 hrs and my grid area was the last one to get back electricity, so i spent some time bathing in the dark. You should try that one day. Apart from the blindness that one experiences in the dark, there is also the issue of the passing of time. i have a problem of keeping track of time in the dark. As a result i ended up making two phone calls at obscenely late hours. Yilinn at 11.25pm and Joshua at 11.42pm. So guys, if u read this: i am sorry that time stops for me in the dark. You might think that its not really that late,but i have a personal rule of not making calls to people later than 10.30pm, unless its an emergency or i know that person will still be awake. Then again, a blackout does come under the catagory of Start Screaming for some ya?

On thursday ( 1st of July) i managed to get myself and Chailing down to Chinatown to do some CD shopping :) I am please to announce that i am now the proud owner of a TROY Ost . Finally i can listen to that Josh Groban song!!!! We also spent that day walking around town and i ended up with very sore feet dure to the lack of peddings on my slippers...but it felt gooooood to spend all that cash...haha...

Congrats to Adelyn on the setting up of her blog site! Its nice to know that i can influence someone into starting her own blog :) Somehow i have a feeling that she's going to be writing alot of stuff on the net...knowing her, the entrys are going to be very interesting.

Well, till the next time the computer decides to work,
Cheers!