vanessarox

end of the world?

technically, today's my last day of school before the study break before my final examinations.
wow. i almost finished my first semester. it feels like i started not long ago. indeed its not very long ago that i actually started school. time passes sooo quickly.

you read the news everyday and it's so depressing.
terrorism so rampant in every part of the world. i really don't understand what are the purposes of these terrorists. what are they trying to prove? they find it fun and exciting to bomb themselves and innocent lives up just to scare the world? what's wrong with these people? don't they have better things to do like watch tv and go shopping. and better still sit down and reflect on their lives? what's going through their minds? why are they trying to terrorise the world at the expense of their own lives? lives are precious precious. you have only one life, live it! to the fullest. they wanna die then they can die themselves but dont kill the innocent. it's jus not right!
mad cow, SARS, dengue, now bird flu. H5N1 virus, tamiflu vaccine, shortage of it. if an epidemic were to break out it will slow down the entire world's economy and then an economic crisis. and then loss of jobs etc etc
floods, earthquakes, tsunami, hurricane katrina. nature is unleashing its fury.
nothing good's happening around the world. bad news and more bad news. bomb here bomb there, tension between countries, riots in Paris. blah
is the world coming to an end? signs and warnings. heed them.
The very first event that rocked the world. the start of it all. SEPT 11 2001. 9/11 21st century.
Luke 21 v 9-11 reads
9 when you hear of wars and revolutions, do not be frightened. these things must happen first, but the end will not come right away.
10 then he said to them "nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom.
11 there will be great earthquakes, famines and pestilences in various places, and fearful events and great signs from heaven
pure coincidence? heaven knows..

how ironic that we are so absorbed in this little world of ours, complaining bout the littlest things when there are so much more misfourtune and sufferings out there in the world today that far outweighs any of our 'sufferings'. we take too much for granted and we don't realise how blessed we are sometimes, most of the times actually.

my brave macho brother

shhehh, shhehh, shhehh.
must be raining outside. sound of rain splattering on my window.
shhehh, shhehh, shhehh.
the sound came at weird intervals. but i didnt bother cos i thought it must be the rain. after sometime, to my HORROR, i saw a flying croakroach on my curtains!!
shhehh, shhehh, shhehh.
it was the roach!! i had the aircon on. windows and doors closed. it was stuck in my room!! i ran out of my room and tried to think of a way to get rid of it. plucked up the courage and went to open the windows nearest to where i saw the roach. flipped the curtains.. wasnt there anymore.. hmm.. so i closed back the windows and ASSUMED that it flew out.
i went back to work.. then suddenly shhehh, shhehh, shhehh. PLOP! it fell into my bouquet of flowers at the other end of the window. AHHH! i screamed and ran out of the rm.
bro was watching tv, so i politely asked him if he would be brave enough to help me get rid of a flying roach in my room. oh, and my brave, macho bro rolled up some newpapers and went into my room. i told him where the roach was, he asked me to open the window. i did, and held the curtains up. so i was like bout 1 m away frm him and the roach. tried to stand as far as i could. so my brave macho bro tried to hit it out of the window but it flew further and further into my room while i continued with my bouts of screaming. then my brave macho bro told me to get the insecticide and i gladly ran out of my room to get it. by the time i came back he got it out of my room into the toilet. so i passed him the insecticide then ran into my room and closed the door. after a few mins i peaked out of the room and asked if it was dead. then my brave macho bro said it wont fly into my room anymore. so i BRAVELY came out and saw the roach struggling while my bro held it with the newspaper and threw it out of the window. PHEW! what a BRAVE MACHO BRO i have.. =)
i used to wake my parents or my grandma or my maid up to get rid of irritating insects for me, sometimes unintentionally with my screaming. like beetles and roaches. I FEAR FLYING ROACHES! but now i know i got someone else to depend on..
my BRAVE MACHO BROTHER.

'happy' halloween!

so much for celebrating halloween. all the talk bout going to party and dressing up for the past week. haha, and i'm like home! when everyone else is out partying =(
talked the whole of last night of what to wear, aloy wanted to go as suicide school kid, smear blood and wear barker uniform, tried to convince me to go in my sa uniform. over my dead body. i wanted to dress up as a witch. asked dionne and discussed on how to make it more convincing. put cotton wool as spiderwebs la, wear spider earrings.. haha. even thought of whether i should bring a broomstick. then paint my nails black, wear black eyeliner blah blah..
rushed off after school today with my friend shan jing. she wanted to go spotlight at ps to buy cloth so that she can use it as a cloak. she planned to be a pirate. so off i went trying to look for my witch hat. spotlight dun sell, but they sold like this face mask, like phantom of opera those kind. so i thought of dressing up as if i'm going to a masquerade ball, wear the mask and then bring a nice fan. but time was short, no fan, no pretty dress. skip. then we found cheap plastic tiaras. i've always wanted to wear a tiara. but tiara means dress up as princess? so cheesy. skip. previously some classmate of mine gave us the idea that we could go as birthday girls. jus wear party hat then carry a cake with a candle on top then bring some party poopers or balloons. not a bad idea. cheap and interestingly simple. haha. but was afraid it was too simple then they refuse us free entry. other things we came up with were little red riding hood jus drape over a red cloth and bring a fruit basket. and bubble girl (whatever that was suppose to mean. got inspired by the bubbles they were selling at toys r us), even talked bout how someone dressed up as a piece of wasabi and even bout me dressing up as sardines.hah. and btw, toys 'r' us dont sell halloween stuff loh, couldnt find any witch hat. so i gave up the idea of dressing up.
by the end of the day, after not being able to find appropriate costume. i was like exhausted already, no mood to party. zouk long queue, chinablack sucks.. blah.
darren's at newsroom bar, but i wasnt in the mood to club anymore so i didnt go. did think of going to cb tho' cos all my friends were there. but i bet darren will be unhappy.. so i decided to stay home. so guai right. sheesh.
boyfriends.....(roll eyeballs)
but the fun part was just talking bout dressing up tho i didnt get to do any of it in the end. next yr we must all dress up and go for halloween party k?! must! it's gonna be fun! trust me.

it takes this much to smile

i've been rather moody lately.
if there's such a disease called addicted to shopping then i think i am..
maybe i need to go for councelling.. i cant seem to stop shopping and spending UNNECESSARY $molah$!
like everytime i walk past a shop i cant resist not going into it. worst is when i come out with something. buying on impluse. cheap buy, nice buy. especially when i'm not in a very good mood, i do alot of impluse buying. it makes me feel better. haha, maybe i'm decieving myself. but i mean it does make me feel happier..
oh, and i finally went to get my ears peirced. after so long. darren peirced his ear too. i seem to find the pain very exciting. i know it sounds a little sick but it's quite intriguing. like another avenue of letting go. i've watched a documentary which says tt some ppl find the pain of tatooing and peircing enjoyable, and it can be addictive so they end up with alot of body peircings and a full body tatoo. hah, but i dun think i'll reach that stage la.. if not i think i seriously need councelling.
another thing that cheers me up when i'm not in a good mood is chocolates. i looovvee eating chocolates. it makes me happy. plus it does help release endorphines so maybe tt's why i feel happy. i bought like some premium chocolates. premium's the brand. its those gourmet chocs. like cost me bout 80 cents a piece. bought truffles cos wanted to try.. brought it home, put it on my table.. next day it all melted.. damn damn sad la!! so i ended up licking the melted mash of brown stuff. at least i dun need councelling if i eat too much chocs. i probably need to visit slimming centres or take slimming pills. which darren says i need to do now.. damn mean right?
another thing that can take away my moodiness is seeing darren. awww.. am i being too mushy. yah but it somehow does la.. sometimes..=P

the case of the missing driving instructor

my driving instruuctor, uncle choo we call him has gone missing. like seriously missing! i'm not kidding..
was suppose to have driving lesson with him last thurs at 1030am. bukit gombak mrt station carpark as usual. but he didnt turn up. quite unlike him cos he's usually puntual. so i gave him time grace. waited for another half an hr but no sight of him. called his hp but "the singtel mobile customer you have reached is not available". weird.
didnt want to wait any longer so i left and sent him a msg telling him i left and to call me once he read the msg. and so he didnt contact me that day. i called him again several times over a few days but same thing. no response.
curious, i asked my father to ask this church member, aunty alicia who introduced me this driving instructor if there is any other way to contact him. but she couldnt contact him either. she said she will try to find out thru some sources any information bout him.
and so the search began. then this afternoon, my father msged me and told me uncle choo was detained in clementi police station, got something to do with his illness. hmm..ok..then. i was thinking, how come detained for so long, didnt his family bail him out or something?
sometime later, i recieved another sms frm my dad, saying tt he is dead.. and the police are trying to contact his family. ooooo... bad. scary.
apparently the first source of info was wrong. dunno where my dad got it frm. but ya, the police called aunty alicia cos her hp num was in his hp.(so was mine actually, why they din call me?) and told her that they found his body or something. scary hoh.
i suspect he got murdered. damn scary la!! i'm a little freaked.

and so i think i got to change to another driving instructor.. which will be my 3rd... sian.

dreamnt of you

i had like a really weird dream last night. i dreamt that luana, tab and i went to steal a keyboard. as in those piano keyboards kind? not the computer keyboard. ya. i really wonder why we wanted the keyboard. and why did we have to go steal it?
as far as i can remember, it started with luana and i waiting at the ground floor of this building for the lift. while we were waiting, the people there gave us suspicious looks. because we were bout the only young people there. the people that enter the buildings were really old. as in the senior citizens, grandparents.. And so.. this building was like singapore casket. its were all the people put their dead relatives for ppl to come visit. erm.. wakes they call it. digress abit.. have you ever wondered why they call wakes 'wakes' when the person is actually sleeping as in dead? ya, anyway.it was a rather scary place. and then again, why only old people frequent it? hmm..
and so, lu and i managed to take the lift up to some floor. the room we were heading to was in the centre of the entire level. the level is such that the rooms are in a circle and theres a room in the middle.. get the idea? so inorder to get to the middle room we had to pass thru several rooms. and it was really scary. one room we pass before going into the middle was this room with the corpse of a mother carrying a new born baby, sitting up! both dead. hah, weird corpses they have there.
as we enter the middle room it was a total change of setting. there was this piano teacher giving piano lessons to some kid and infront of them was this big storeroom. the wall of this storeroom was made of glass. so like can see everything inside. and suddenly tab appeared. dunno from where. but anyway, we wanted to steal the keyboard. so luana cleverly opened the glass door and everything behind it fell out. crash! made alot of noise and we were suppose to be discreet. we were gonna steal something remember? the piano teacher glared at us and we apologised. she went back to teaching and apparently was so absorbed she didnt really notice we were up to something weird. like glass infront of her, can see everything but she didnt. so lu and tab quickly sneaked in and stole the keyboard and ran out of the room. while i carefully arranged the fallen out things back on to the shelves trying to not make any noise. while i was going to close the glass door and prepare to run out of the room, the piano teacher's head slowly turned towards my direction...
and then i WOKE UP! hahaha.. anti climax hoh.. i really wanted to know if we actually escaped..

they say dreams mean something. they either tell the future or is something tt you actually desire. hah, what can this dream mean?

and when sch starts, so does all the complaining..

maybe its time to revive my blog again. seeing how time flies it's really scary. so many birthdays, everybody's growing older. 19 now.. my last TEENage yr!
school has started. before i know it, it's the end of my 5th week in sch. i still feel like i'm jus entered sch not long ago. and indeed i've jus entered sch not long ago. common it;s only week 5. and lemme see what have i already done in sch. i already had like 2 presentations in week 3, handed in 1 assignment, 1 test, lots of project work piling and piling. feel so lost in class, struggling to stay afloat. BGS, management accounting, biz law. Creative thinking is ironically the most boring lesson yet, analytical skills is is is jus so weird!
and sch's not exactly as hyped as it turns out to be. tho' my timetable looks so slack, 4 day week, fridays off.. but i dun seem to have much time for anything. project meetings and more project meetings.
who's the one who told me uni gonna be relaxed and damn slack.. slap tt person. everybody's mugging already! quite stressful actually..
my dad got me an ibook for sch.. and man! macqintosh sucks...... big time. having so much trouble with it. feel like a computer idiot times a hundred. like i have not been a computer idiot enough. this i making me feel much worse. and i go crazy and berserk when technology fails on me! i hate it! first cannot connect to internet cos wrong modem, then cannot log on to wireless cos no air port card, then cannot connect the printer.. got air port card already cannot configure to the sch system cos the version too dinosaur. now got to upgrade it. so much trouble.
gosh! vanessa, why are you complaining! you got an ibook! an ibook! but G3 la.. kinda dinosaur... but still, an ibook! lucky pig, be appreciative!
but i really ever thought of selling it away to get a mirosoft. my dad gonna murder me.
oh, and i've started driving lessons again.. changed instructor. the previous one really sucked bad... like in one hr for this instructor, i learnt all tt i learnt and more than in the 3 lessons i had with the previous. tt bad! uh huh!
booked my test date too, 10 march 2006! yah long way more i know. i'm gonna get my license!

Period

the worst things tt can happen when a girl's bleeding.
1. waking up and finding tt you stained ur bed
2. the toilet flush doesn't work
3. there's no toilet paper
4. you've ran out of panadol menstrual pills
5. you've ran out of heavy flow pads
6. breakouts!
7. you forgot to bring out an extra pad when you're on a date
8. you're in camp (imagine obs!)
9. you're at a beach resort but you dunno how to put on tampons
10. you've to walk long long distances
11. when you're on the catwalk, "my legs crisscross.. i'm afraid my pad will bunch up and cause leaks"

Bimbos with a capital B!

in fairfield's humanities rm, looking at the picture of the Berlin wall.
tab: i think the Berlin wall's in china. i think last time it was called the Berlin wall then they changed the name to Great Wall of China.

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at tangos, after a some drinks..
van: my brother's a liverFool Pan.

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after basic theory test at BBDC
tab: oh shit. i got the qn on the sign of the expressway wrong. i put the answer as overhead bridge.

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luana pointing at the photo of Opra Winfrey.
lu: oh oh! i know who's tt! don't tell me! ah! it's Naomi Campbell!

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a picture of Yusof Ishak flashed across the screen during a presentation in RI
lu: oh, president Nathan.

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gossiping abt a guy called eugene who was standing only a few metres away.
van: let me ask Sylvia (who was standing further away than eugene was) if eugene is really tt popular.
van(turned ard and shouted very loudly): EUGENE!

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van: what's the sex of the tiger in tiger beer?
xiang: it's a female.
van: why?
xiang: cos tigers are females and the males are lions!
*pengz*

Open House 2005

this year's open hse was different. we were to put up a choral concert instead of the usual skits. inbetween songs, testimonials by several of the youths were given.

gruelling rehearsals

stretching exercise

it's suppose to help up sing better frm our diaphragms.

prayer before choral concert

presenting the choir

and it's 2 emcees

happy-it's-over faces

"it is finished"

the sopranos

yah, i'm a soprano.. you can tell frm the way i laugh and scream.

family

my sis was an usher, my bro did backstage. proud parents.
(my sis is much taller than me.. she bended her knees. so did i.. a little= i'm not shorter than my mom!)

ppl who irritate the shit of me

thank you all who made this open hse a success

encounters

was on my way home today, boarded the train, across me was this guy in green. i kinda noticed him because i was like "oh my gosh, i think he's skinner than me!"
and so i had to change train at raffles.. when we were walking across the platform he started to walk almost towards me.. i stop he stop i walk forward he walk forward. for a while i thought he was following me.. it was kinda strange so then i walked backwards. alright, so now he's diagonally in front of me and he couldn't stop fidgitting. he kept turning and moving ard, and then he started walking towards me. i thought he wanted to ask for directions.. "hi my name's eric, can i get to know you?"
heh! like wth.. he's skin so thick ah.. i was alone and he was alone and he jus approached me like tt? and eric? eww, i dun like tt name.. and he's like super fair and he's soo not good looking.. i went sorry sorry, no thanks. and then there was this really awful awkward silence.. and he asked if i was on my way home and i said yes then i totally slash ignore him. stupid idiot didn't walk away.. stood next to me. this time really still. he din fidgit anymore. so weird!! like so the both of us jus stood there in silence until the train came. excruciating.. but at least after tt he's got some common sense to board at another door.

i had another encounter not too long ago. this week. was walking home through jurong point. suddenly this man came towards me. he's like old! the tiko peh age.. wearing what those old man normally wear to casinos.. like those act like rich but actually heavily in debt kind. wah, but he quite hip, listening probably to some techno music on his headphones. i thought he wanted to ask for directions. then he started talking to me in half english half chinese, saying something like hey do you go to the disco, the ladies night? i jus stared back at him in shock. NO! then i jus walked off. he tried calling me back but i din dare turn ard. i was damn scared he'll follow me la. but he didn't.
PHEW!

wouldn't it be nice if i could drive..

i had my very first driving lesson today. i paid for a one and a half hr lesson but got a one hr lesson. spent half an hr queueing for my PDL and i still had to pay the instructor for the lesson cos i already made the appointment. i feel cheated cos he din tell me it worked tt way. but oh well, its my fault.. i was suppose to go there earlier to get the PDL but i was late. why? i think cos i hang out with the girls too much. they're NEVER on time. say like we're suppose to meet at 6pm, you'll be very early if you reach there at say 6.30. ppl will start arriving only at least one hr after the appointed time. influenced. it's becoming frm bad to worse..

anyways, i kinda enjoyed my first lesson. driving's fun.. tho' i hate the clutch. i actually moved the car! i stalled twice tho. not too bad for starters i guess. but my instructor speaks to me in chi can.. i really hope we won't have any communication breakdown. but lucky he doesn't look as tiko as those instructors at bbdc. he's kinda slacker-ish. but i dun really care as long as i pass.
i want so badly to pass on the first attempt.
so, i'll be looking forward to the day i get my license.