Mahjong Accessories

A friend of mine gave this to me. I opened it and laughed at myself for ages. I laughed whilst I was driving, I laughed when I got home and I giggled for a few days after that. It's a hilarious gift. I don't know whether to be happy or insulted. But that said, I was thoroughly amused to get it.

Strangely, I broke my losing streak after I received it. So it's a lucky bracelet and earrings. I wonder if I will ever dare to wear it and play mj? What will pple say? Will they say that I have terrible dress sense and I am obiang? Will they say that I am pandang? Will they laugh at me and say I am desperate to win? Will they ask me where to buy it???

When I gather the guts to try it one day, I will let you know but meanwhile, you tell me. If I wear this and play mj with you, what would you do? The whole set includes hong zhong earrings, a da si xi bracelet and there is a hong zhong handphone dangly thingy that is not featured in this photo.

hmmm. i wonder

this is sad

I don't know why but this song came on just as I gave up on ICF. It's "If we hold on together"

Oh my god. it's freaking depressing. I am transported back to primary sch and worse, it makes me feel like the end is really here. Ask me to seek out a star and hold on to the end. valley mountain there is a fountain that washes our tears away... My whole lawyer life is going to be like that lor. I want to know where is that fountain.... In the middle of raffles place ah? or some hidden toilet in the law firms. freaking hell....

when we are out there in the dark, we dream abt the sun. In the dark we feel the light, warm out hearts everyone... wah liao. in this bleak period of exams, i feel no warmth man. sure as hell a lot of kangkorness.

I know this song is meant to be inspirational but i tell u, it's like rubbing salt onto your wound as you study.

GPAs and MJ

My mj crazed fren and his theory on how much luck we need for exams:

so u get GPA4
4 tai zi mo
no la..
actually
if u get A-
its 4.5
so 4.5 is 5 tai
but not zi mo

Fate

was watching some silly programme. the female and male leads were at the same place but they missed seeing each other because one came a few minutes too early and the other a few minutes too late. Or wat abt those classic scenes where the guy walks into one elevator and at the exact same moment, the girl walks out of the other elevator.

That got me thinking. Although you guys are so close to bumping into each other, you two still don't because of those few minutes. Does that mean you don't have fate at all? or does it mean that you don't have enough fate? Or is it fate's way of laughing at you?

Even if you bump into the other person, thats just one person out of the dozens of people you bump into. Is that considered enough fate??? Enough fate in the sense that you guys are meant to be with each other. No wat. Cause you are going to have see each other more than once in order to create a future.

So, in the end, does fate even play a part? Can we create fate? or are we supposed to seize the opportunity to continue the fate when it presents itself.

In true form, I relate his back to mj. You can get one fa cai, den u throw it away thinking that you are unlikely to get another fa cai. But fate makes fun of you and u draw another fa cai. Do you still keep it in hope that u can get 2 more fa cais?

So so many decisions are made on incomplete information. So we blindly make decisions and take the leap of faith. And when we leap, we hope that fate is not out to make a fool out of us.

dumb post. i should be thinking of ICF

Random thought

photographers must be able to see the beauty in everything in order to capture them on film. Otherwise, how can something that is normally simple and overlooked in real life be captured so beautifully in pictures? Very few people see beauty everywhere. Does it take real talent or just a really happy heart?

lack of photos

I have a serious lack of photos... photos that can remind me of my 4 years in law sch... i feel like i need to go to sch and take a whole bunch of photos wif pple before i leave the sch... so let's all schedule photo opps in sch! pls make urself pretty/handsome when u go to sch and i might be ard to take random pictures of u guys. sigh the desperation

My heart has flown away

Bah... I have last minute decided to pop by Berlin for a few days during my grad trip cause got free accomodation!!!! At that, I got too excited to study anymore. I keep on thinking abt how exciting it would be to get onto that plane and fly away. gosh. Ok. I need to motivate myself to study... bah. but my heart has flown away

In other news, I lurvee my mommy... She bought me nice chocolates from Sins cause I had a craving for good chocolate. Yeah yeah i know i am spoilt but those merci chocolates just dun make the cut when there is godiva and sins and royce. The aroma of those chocolates are enough to make you happy. I always take a good few minutes to full take in the enchanting alluring scent of chocolates before I pop one into my mouth and enjoy it swirling around in my mouth. Fantastic stuff... Each bite must be savoured... Sigh but i finished my stash so for now, it's either merci or no chocs for poor me.

But daddy came to the rescue. heh he got moist lovely honey cake from Japan. Those are great. Never too coying, soft like eating clouds and the smell too! heavenly. So, I am still a happy girl. Ok. Maybe a fat happy girl.

Damn. I forgot abt ICF. bleah.

I hate long judgments

After almost 4 years of law school, I still balk at the long judgments. I hate them with a passion. Why must they write so much? And why must they use such long sentences? And why must they torture me like that? It's not it is reading a story book.

It is dry....

ugh. kill me. I am damn scared of ICF

The Mouse

My mum always said tt I am a sneaky kid. When I was like 7 or 8, I stole a whole can of Almond Roca (the bestest chocolate ever) and hid in her toilet to eat it. I know, I am weird. I hid in the toilet to eat chocolates but there is a perfectly good reason for it. If I were to hide in my room and lock my door for a long time to eat those delicious chocolates, my mum would suspect something. My whole family is not very into the locking door scene. It's like if we locked our doors, we would always be asked: why u lock the door? wat were u doing inside?

So I thought I was being brilliant by hiding in the toilet because I have a reason to lock the door! I am doing big business. That's why I am inside for so long.

Who knew tt when I was savouring like my 10th odd piece of chocolate, my mum knocks on the door and she says: 'wat are u doing inside? how come so long?' I panicked and told her I was coming out soon. So i hastily stuffed the can somewhere and emerged from the bathroom looking relieved.

Little did I know, I walked out with my chocolate on the edges of my mouth. Big smears of chocolate. Gosh! How stupid can u get rite? I planned so much so I can eat chocolates and I forgot to clean my mouth. Could kick myself for that. All that planning went down the drain...

The reason why I remembered this story is cause I frequently run to the kitchen downstairs for food when I am studying at night. Like clockwork, every 2-3 hours. I make a lot of noise in the kitchen. I open and close cabinets, search the fridge, just to find some food to eat. At this moment, my mum will always say: There goes the rat...

*diao* I was born in the year of the rat anyway. But because a rat is bigger and uglier. I always correct her and say: "mouse. ok mouse. I am dainty."

My new Favourite song

爱情转移

歌手：陈奕迅

曲:christopher chak 词:林夕
徘徊过多少橱窗住过多少旅馆
才会觉得分离也并不冤枉
感情是用来浏览还是用来珍藏
好让日子天天都过得难忘
熬过了多久患难湿了多长眼眶
才能知道伤感是爱的遗产
流浪几张双人床换过几次信仰
才让戒指义无返顾的交换
把一个人的温暖转移到另一个的胸膛
让上次犯的错反省出梦想
每个人都是这样享受过提心吊胆
才拒绝做爱情待罪的羔羊
会议是捉不到的月光握紧就变黑暗
等虚假的背影消失于晴朗
阳光在身上流转等所有业障被原谅
爱情不停站想开往地老天荒
需要多勇敢
烛光照亮了晚餐照不出个答案
恋爱不是温馨的请客吃饭
床单上铺满花瓣拥抱让它成长
太拥挤就开到了别的土壤
感情需要人接班接近换来期望
期望带来失望的恶性循环
短暂的总是浪漫漫长总会不满
烧完美好青春换一个老伴
你不要失望荡气回肠是为了
最美的平凡

Is that actually me?

My fren says this is me.... I don't like the raisin t-shirt but on account tt she gave me a halo and a nice big fat smile. I will let it go. I do have a round round face. bleah. that's me... can u believe it? I can't

The last class of law school

I just had the last class of my law school life and I didn't realise it. It only hit me just. It's damn sad because the last class ended with a whimper and plenty of really hard to understand accents. 4 freaking years and those people who meant something to me weren't around. I guess the next time I would see them would be at the exams and I don't think we will be in a particularly good mood. We'd probably be hiding behind our stacks of mugger notes, concentrating very hard on not failing our exams. This stinks! It really does cause at least when we finished our O and A levels, we had those group outings and there were whoops of joy or among the more dramatic people, tears.

We won't have that this time round. We all end on different days and we apparently have grown older, wiser, more dignified with lots more poise. No more public expression of emotions. We are officially entering the working world. Sure sure we have PLC, where I hope we can slack a bit but I feel as if that final feeling of havng graduated is slowly being robbed from us. There probably won't be a common defining moment for all of us where we say: yay we got over law school. We can look forward to when we are called to the bar, but I gather we will spend the time after that celebrating with our families who have put up with our legal arguments and supported us through the long long 23, 25 years of our lives.

There will be no opportunity to say goodbye. There will only be a slow process where we gradually stop seeing each other. Bah.... I'm thinking so much.

So, to all of you who meant something to me, really thank you for the laughter, even if it was over really corny jokes. Just a little heartfelt something from me to all of you. Enjoy the remaining mugging periods, enjoy grad trip and enjoy life. Oh one more! how could i forget?! Enjoy mahjong.

Hugs.

dumb and dumber

If it's possible, I feel dumb and dumber each day. How is it that my brain starts to decline at the very very very very (and i cannot stress this enough) tender age of 22....

Mr. World

I was taking a break from writing and I was channel surfing. Big mistake! I came across Mr. World and I was promptly reduced to girly giggles, complete with me smacking the sofa as I screeched: "so cute!" to no one at all.

I am ashamed. Bah. and now I resent Mr. Tan even more cause I had to give up gawking at cute guys for Aviation law.

My life sucks

Aviation is killing me. I wonder how I am going to churn out 8500 words. They're not just words. They are words that have to live up to Alan Tan's standard. Just kill me now