Should i take up nursing in polytechnic?

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! =)

hihi goat!

braddell view, it appears, is getting deserted.

taiwanese families used to be the main feature of this little hill, but as the kids grew up, families are getting ready to leave this place.

for good.

8 children have already left Singapore for their studies, and there will be more due to leave next year. education was the reason why the taiwanese families came to singapore, and now that their children's stint at public schools have ended, it is time to return home.

it is kind of sad really.

sure, there are new families settling in, but things just arent the same without those old timers!

hmmm.... how many entries are there so far?

so here i am, typing yet another entry on a eventless monday morning.

oh wait, there is an event.... i'm sick! and i don't have to go to school!

you cannot imagine my joy.

coincidentally, monday is also the day of the Reign of the Malay Teacher and his Super Mother (read: PE day). I can just imagine my class panting away, running their godforsaken 3.6km the first thing in the morning. Sure, they are going to get iron thighs and rock-hard abs from today's workout, while i am rolling around till the cows come home, but i don't care. Home is where the body should be. (not to mention the cows)

I am elated to be able to spend a day at home PEACEFULLY, without the mindless disturbances of my brother (who, fortunately, is at school, probably engaged in another death scratch match) and the sight of capricious playboys in school who have a penchant for laughing with vulgar undertones. Really, there is an entire community of them in school. Playboys i mean. They should form a sorority and make a living by collecting membership fees.

Hoo boy. I have 147 hours and 43 minutes left on my internet Time-Bank. Broad band access will not eventuate until the 28th of this month. In the meantime, i am faced with the daunting task of using all of my spare Time.

Now.... let's see. What songs should i download? Suggestions, anyone?

its been the third day since lectures and tutorials started in full force and already i am wiped out!

first off, PE is a killer. here's a little sample of wut we did on monday and tuesday...

MONDAY (2 periods)
- 2.4 km jog
- 20 push ups
- 20 crunches
- 10 inclined flex-arm hang
- 20 push-logs

TUESDAY (1 period)
- 1.6km jog (after we pleaded for mercy)
- 20 sit ups
- 20 lunges
- 20 push ups

do note that monday and tuesday are consecutive days, meaning that we went for PE on Tuesday with arms about to fall right off. however, the guys have it much worse.... very much worse.

i look to the heavens and thank god for making me a female.

uhh... i guess not.

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trying to type in chinese.... let's see now.

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The Anderson Family (as presented to me five days a week)

biology:
a teacher who cannot explain intelligeably why water's maximum density of 4 degrees celsius helps in the maintainence of life in winter. she speaks in biological jargon that no one besides herself understands. in short, she cannot teach. has a crush on male lecturer though. smiles and giggles in a very repulsive manner when he speaks to her.

chemistry:
an effeminate teacher in his mid 30s who insists on livening up his lectures with some very delicate hand movements and vocal gymnastics. charming.

math:
a wrinkled, balding man with a tendency to laugh at his own jokes. a crowd-pleaser, for it always gets the guys in my Orientation Group shaking erratically with laughter. refuses to adhere to proper english pronounciations. o-wighty.

economics:
my bet is that she's definitely not a Epicurean. speaks like a bullet train - possible alien implant. awfully articulate though, and probably has 'The Faculty' as her favorite show. good teacher, this one.

physical education:
strong and buff. looks like a bear. probably has a degree in the art of speaking. but needs to learn to keep it all within an hour.

teacher-in-charge:
missing since last friday. have never seen him. no one takes attendance for my class for that reason. probably abducted by aliens.

my 'diet to improve mental acquity' have been limited to these lately:

1) The Straits Time
2) TIME (outburst overheard: 'other girls read FEMALE and she reads TIME!!!')
3) The Bonesetter's Daughter (not as good as the Joy Luck Club, unfortunately)
4) blogs blogs blogs and more blogs

not a bad mixture, but i'm getting bored already with those newspaper forums...

btw, that was part two to the 'Open Letter To The CEO'. blogger refused to grant me permission to post up the entire piece at one go, so here i am, chopping up a letter into two entries.

enjoy.

[The three French hens will remain intact. After all, everyone loves the French.]


The four calling birds were replaced by an automated voice mail system, with a call waiting option. An analysis is underway to determine who the birds have been calling, how often and how long they talked.


The five golden rings have been put on hold by the Board of Directors. Maintaining a portfolio based on one commodity could have negative implications for institutional investors. Diversification into other precious metals as well as a mix of T-Bills and high technology stocks appear to be in order.


The six geese-a-laying constitutes a luxury which can no longer be afforded. It has long been felt that the production rate of one egg per goose per day is an example of the decline in productivity. Three geese will be let go, and an upgrading in the selection procedure by Personnel will assure management that from now on every goose it gets will be a good one.

The seven swans-a-swimming is obviously a number chosen in better times. The function is primarily decorative. Mechanical swans are on order. The current swans will be retrained to learn some new strokes and therefore enhance their outplacement.


As you know, the eight maids-a-milking concept has been under heavy scrutiny by the EEOC. A male/female balance in the workforce is being sought. The more militant maids consider this a dead-end job with no upward mobility. Automation of the process may permit the maids to try a-mending, a-mentoring or a-mulching.


Nine ladies dancing has always been an odd number. This function will be phased out as these individuals grow older and can no longer do the steps.


Ten Lords-a-leaping is overkill. The high cost of Lords plus the expense of international air travel prompted the Compensation Committee to suggest replacing this group with ten out-of-work congressmen. While leaping ability may be somewhat sacrificed, the savings are significant because we expect an oversupply of unemployed congressmen this year.


Eleven pipers piping and twelve drummers drumming is a simple case of the band getting too big. A substitution with a string quartet is likely. Additionally, studies indicate that stretching deliveries over twelve days is inefficient. If we can drop ship in one day, service levels will be improved.


Regarding the lawsuit filed by the attorney's association seeking expansion to include the legal profession ("thirteen lawyers-a-suing"), action is pending.


Lastly, it is not beyond consideration that deeper cuts may be necessary in the future to stay competitive. Should that happen, the Board will request management to scrutinize the Snow White Division to see if seven dwarfs is the right number.


-S. Claus, CEO, North Pole Industries, Ltd.
"Progress is our most important product."

what to expect in 2003 for christmas...

An Open Letter From The CEO


The recent announcement that Donner and Blitzen have elected to take the early reindeer retirement package has triggered a good deal of concern about whether they will be replaced, and about other restructuring decisions at the North Pole.


Streamlining was appropriate in view of the reality that the North Pole no longer dominates the season's gift distribution business. Home shopping channels and mail order catalogues have diminished Santa's market share and he could not sit idly by and permit further erosion of the profit picture.


The reindeer downsizing was made possible through the purchase of a late model Japanese sled for the CEO's annual trip. Improved productivity from Dasher and Dancer, who summered at the Harvard Business School, is anticipated and should take up the slack with no discernible loss of service. Reduction in reindeer will also lessen airborne environmental emissions for which the North Pole has been cited and received unfavourable press.


I am, however, pleased to inform you and yours that Rudolph's role will not be disturbed. Tradition still counts for something at the North Pole. Management denies, in the strongest possible language, the earlier leak that Rudolph's nose got that way not from the cold, but from substance abuse. Calling Rudolph "a lush who was into the sauce and never did pull his share of the load" was an unfortunate comment, made by one of Santa's helpers and taken out of context at a time of year when he is known to be under executive stress.


As a further restructuring, today's global challenges require the North Pole to continue to look for better, more competitive steps. Effective immediately, the following economy measures are to take place in the "Twelve Days of Christmas" subsidiary:
The partridge will be retained, but the pear tree never turned out to be the cash crop forecasted. It will be replaced by a plastic hanging plant, providing considerable savings in maintenance.


The two turtle doves represent a redundancy that is simply not cost effective. In addition, their romance during working hours could not be condoned. The positions are therefore eliminated.

.racial discrimination in the kitchen.

fuego. bruciare.

tell me, do you pronounce f-u-e-g-o as few-go or foo-eh-go?

and how do you pronounce bruciare? do you say 'broo-she-eh' or 'broo-she-are' ?

or, how WOULD you pronounce them anyway?

its like shu uemura, with uemura being the center of everyone's pronounciation debates... oi-moo-rah?

and then again we have the infamous 'buffet'. innocent, delicious sounding word, but after asking three people, i received three entirely different pronounciations: boofay, buhfay, and bahfay respectively. it didn't help that the three people i asked were all from different countries. (singapore, new zealand, usa: new york )

but i digress.

i cannot care less how buffet is pronounced, but i do want to know how on earth the name of my orientation group is pronounced.

damn. why can't my group be the simple 'oceano' or 'foresta'? and 'cielo' wouldn't be too bad, too.

but fuego. FUEGO.

for the next round of orientation, instead of fancy sounding fuego and bruciare, i suggest

FRODO.

at least nothing will go wrong with that.

excuse me for a moment, but i have to contribute to the environment's well-being by assisting my mother take down recyclables by the bag-load.

it feels so good, getting rid of junk.

ah mah petite blog! you have sorted yourself out! c'est bien!

does anyone have any idea why the newest entry is non bold? if it isn't too much trouble, will some kind soul please right click and check out 'view source'? thanks.

i must admit its quite a fresh change, to see the words appear in courier, after years of seeing size one verdana and tahoma.

and, the weatherpixie made a mistake. it did not rain at 8:30 pm in singapore today.

damn blog STAY! stay blog STAY!

TESTING !

hello hello testing testing

sorry about the small fonts and the irritating color. i didn't mean it to be this way, but the blogger's html went bonkers so no matter what color code i enter, the words still remain white and tiny.

just for interest's sake, i meant it to be font size 2 and color #C6DDFF.

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all my bags are packed, i'm ready to go
i'm standing here outside your door
i hate to wake you up to say goodbye

but the dawn is breaking its early morn
the taxi's waiting he's blowing his horn
already i'm so lonesome i could die

***

so kiss me and smile for me
tell me that you'll wait for me
hold me like you'll never let me go

cuz i'm leaving on a jetplane
don't know when i'll be back again
oh babe, i hate to go

now the time has come to leave you
one more time let me kiss you
close your eyes and i'll be on my way

dream about the days to come
when i won't have to leave alone
about the times when i won't have to say

oh kiss me and smile for me
tell me that you'll wait for me
hold me like you'll never let me go

cuz i'm leaving on a jetplane
don't know when i'll be back again
oh babe,
i hate to go


- leaving on a jetplane

five days since the last post and the first day of the new year is already upon me.

once again, time flies. i cannot say that enough.

usually, on the eve of school reopening i would review the holiday and feel a sense of emptiness for having done absolutely nothing of any importance at all. but then this year, for the 2nd consecutive year, my winter break has been honestly well spent. if i do keep up with this winter-break tradition, wow, then i want to have winter breaks in summer too!

i think i am right now confused as to what exactly i am feeling. its rather like an old scrooge having to melt the age-old ice around his heart once again for christmas. for four years i've been immersed in the same environment, with the same people, the same schedule. and i'm so used to that sense of stagnant security that now i am at a loss as to how to respond with the sudden onslaught of new faces, and the entirely new environment that i will face at approximately 7:10 am tomorrow.

there is no longer that old routine of maintaining a somnambulistic lumber right up to Lindy's car, and plodding to the quadrangle with full confidence of seeing Jieying and Serena sitting at the same old spot, talking animatedly about what on earth happened during the holidays.

it hasn't really hit me yet, but tomorrow it will all sink in.

i wonder what tomorrow has in store for me?