back from the grave

If anything, I'm glad I survived 2 weeks of daily practical and theory exams. If this were to go on for more than those 14 days of purgatory, I would emerge as a eye bag warrior. yes, I like to think of myself like a war hero. 

In other news, I am extremely excited for 2nd trip to Hong Kong in the year and 4th Hong Kong trip in total. I don't exactly know what keeps brining me back time after time, but the alluring sights and sounds of that vibrant city never ceases to amaze me. As strange as this might sound, being surrounded by the beautiful cantonese language and the delectable cantonese food reminds me of my maternal grandmother who passed on the last day of the year 2012.

3 more papers in the span of the next two weeks and I'll be able to claim my freedom. Hurrah! 

John Green and henry in a video warms my heart. It's like a heart hug. I love it. so feel free to watch it, it's good for the soul. 

forsaken.

Haven't blogged in a very long time and I figured since the term break is here, I should post something.
And in the time that I have forsaken my blog, I have hurt my knee twice, visited Hong Kong and started school on a new campus.

I'm not going to lie, starting school on a clean slate has got me very excited however the constant anxiety of wether I'll find new good friends and get to the correct location on campus on time drove me absolutely insane. Campus is so big that I need to constantly use a map of the campus off the internet to avoid getting lost. But in all the troubles and worries, I am thankful for my close friends from secondary school who I'm still in contact with 7 weeks into the new school term because honestly, I wouldn't be able to survive. It's not like they sent a helicopter and lifted me out of the locations where I got lost in, it's just that knowing that you still have people to talk to and laugh with and confide in pulled me through the slight culture shock. Nonetheless I am enjoying school. Being freed from the torture of waking up at 6am and helicopter teachers has granted me energy to keep awake as well as the independent studying that I've always longed for.

Studying the tiny little microorganisms had me marvelling at God's intricate designs and also extremely paranoid now that I know the tiny little things that exist on my palms. The other day I walked passed a foot massage shop and couldn't help but cringe. It was the sight of people paying other people to smear and transfer all that microorganisms from their hands which would later feast on what ever nutrients their feet can provide. ugh. Like that say knowledge is power, more like the power become increasing disgusted.

This week, I've been researching on BOTOX and Breastfeeding for my school project. I feel that need to tell the word especially the police so if I were to get shot dead (TOUCH WOOD AH) <-- hey getting down with the lingo there *smirk* they wouldn't think I'm some superficial bimbo considering having a perky face and getting pregnant. No way. Although I do look forward to explain the boob and the cross section of the boob and how it produces milk in class. The inner paedo has always had this dream. hehhehehe heheheheh hehehheehhe.

Lately, I've been into listening to Sarah Bareilles' music because she's one of those artist who writes heart felt lyrics and not SEX SEX SEX SEX which I honestly find revolting. I can't wait for Sara Bareilles' new album :)

Tourist

          In some point in time I knew I had to visit the 10 gates of 'hell' some day, and that is today.
               Although I live next to it, I've never went in. Particularly since the place scared me.

       HAHAHAHAHHA and if you're wondering what I mean by hell, I mean Haw Par Villa.
       (Bianca and Yuan Jia)

Haw Par villa is a sculpture filled place that depicts the hells in which ancient Chinese believe in. I think so, not entirely sure. Apparently, this place use to be rather popular until what I believe was education and globalization that opened the minds of the younger generation who chose their own believes and saw this place as something insignificant; Therefore this place lost it's popularity and eventually became a run down free for all tourist attraction.

Classic tourist shot.

Given that none of us has ever set foot into this place, Yuan Jia, Bianca and I decided to explore the place, dressed like tourist. I think Yuan Jia wins the Best Dressed Tourist prize, she looks like she's from taiwan.  

ARTY. MOMENT

Is this 77 worthy?

Mimicking tourist mannerism

For some reason, a miniature statue of liberty was found present. peculiar.
Does this look like we were actually in New York City?

Gorgeous beings 

We poped by Clementi Library, before dropping by B's house.  IG CODE ALERT. Then, we went to Jurong library where we found a field and borrowed books. B borrowed 9 books. Clearly an library book hoarder of some sort. We also got KOI and were extremely disturbed by a song playing in the back ground that repeatedly sang
" I'M GOING TO F*** YOU"
I guess, we're not used to profanities being used so freely...  I'm pretty sure that's a good thing 

SWOOSHH

SWISHHH

                                                         

SUSHHHH

Run like the wind.

xoxo Shan

Safekeeping

 I've been gone for a while, alright, a long time but I have reasons for doing so. Possibly.

O'level results come out last Thursday(10 jan 2013).  Although the results were a pleasant surprise and a personal achievement, it wasn't good enough. That according to the overachieving nation of Singaporeans who measures a person's brilliance based on nothing but the academic success on a single examination. 

Then came the stress of having to choose between going to a Junior College or a Polytechnic. The controversial views and ignorant remarks that people sprout made me extremely confused. I know that education will bring anyone far because it brings along the reward of a good pay and even a comfortable life, but is there all that there is to it? The remarks game me the impression that those who were incapable of achieving stellar grades on this island deserve to be thrown into a bottomless pit that burnt for an eternity. Harsh.

*sigh* my friends and I are all going separate ways. As much as I would love to continue spending a part of my day to day life with them, the separation is inevitable. Although we all have a passion to pursue different things, it amazes me how much we all still have in common to laugh as well as to talk about. Safekeeping of the memories forged in a box would be ideal. 

Also lately due to the ample time I have on my hands, I have been channel surfing and most often end up watching really old animes that I use to watch 6 years ago. As I recall the animation used to be the most flawless masterpiece that I have ever set my eyes upon, but now the animation just seems flawed and sketchy. Much like the iphone 3Gs which I use to perceive as the most beautiful piece of technology I have ever laid my hands on, after I started using the 4Gs, 3Gs just seems like a complete miss fire at perfection. My point is, the present situation at hand may seem ideal, however, I should not dwell on the past. Instead, I should try to move on and open my mind to the greater things that have yet to come. Although I aim to move on and make better and more trilling memories, I hope to keep in contact with my current friends. At hand, this seems like an impossible task, given that I have unsuccessfully kept in contact with friends from both my kindergarden and primary school. 

Here's to another empty promise that I meant to make: Japan post will be up soon.

Also, should I start recording myself singing covers? oh who am I talking to, I don't even have a audience that reads my blog on a regular basis ...

XOXO

Shan