I must have drawn circles with the brush tool in Photoshop for a hundred times. Up til now, i don't think it looks very similar to the original one our creative director re-created. Now i see blue circles even when I close my eyes. Maybe i shouldn't complain since our creative director is seeing more colours and four-angled stuff. I don't look forward to drawing more circles, even if i might really have to...Bleargh..

At the beginning of this new semester, I mentioned this was the last six weeks in this stage of education in my life. In just a mere flash, we've come to the 4th week of this final semester. In no time, we'll all pack up and leave for our internship companies respectively. It seems that most of the people are packed to companies in town, while mine's far away in Genting Lane. I'm not complaining about the 1.5 hour journey. I'm not complaining about the cost of travel. I'm not complaining about the lack of communication. I'm not complaining about the pay. No, I'm not complaining. Just some rambling at most. I'm fortunate enough. Yes, I am.

It's been 11 days since i last blogged, cuz i've planned my entries. The next one following the 'Hari Raya' post would be of one to thank everyone who remember and/or celebrated my birthday for me 10 days ago, that's November 15, 2005. I was waiting for the visuals to arrive so i could post a full entry with 'visual aids', but they never arrived. I waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited (yes, that's exactly how many days i've waited..), but no one sent me the files. Since the higher resolution cameras have taken over my 3.2 mega pixels humble Sony camera, I've been cutting down on its exposure to the world, relying on the newer cameras. But it seems it's still best to bring my humble one out cuz i can get the pictures as soon as i get home. It seems weird now that i'm the one waiting for others to send the photos to me since i was the one sending the photos to others just some time ago.

Alright, my old humble Sony, i will continue to bring you out, more often this time, even though you're almost 3 times heavier and bulkier than the newer ones. You won't die on me, will you? I don't expect 'no' for an answer. Fortunately i brought you on the day HJ & Yutang & Gals, and a guy, celebrated mine at Swensens on Nov 16, 2005, cuz the higher resolution one failed to work or we won't have any visuals to capture the moments that day. I'm also more than glad that you managed to capture my favourite idols for me when they were in Singapore several days ago, so i could convert them into smaller files and place them in my mp4, conveniently able to see more than just still pictures whenever i miss them. I still love you, my humble Sony 3.2 mega pixel digital camera! ;D

Thanks for everything people!
Thanks for remembering in the first place! Whether your wishes came in at 12am or 11:59pm, it all mattered to me. All messages are still well in my phone. ;)
Thanks for celebrating this special day of mine for me!

Thanks so much to V3, HuiJuan & Gals(you know who you are), De'Lites (we're delightful people with delightful power, armed with delightful projects!Ok, maybe the projects part wasn't exactly that delightful. It'll be next wednesday!)
Thanks for the presents! Whether it was $10 or $100, it all mattered to me. Everything is kept carefully so 10 years down the road, i'll still recall who gave me the item and reminisce about the past.

We look intimidating? Well, i hope we truly are and not just 'look'. Everything is finally falling into place with everyone putting in their efforts. Our presenters are also fill to the brim with stress and information overload. One walked straight into a drain and another continuously doing crazy stuff, with MayDay as her encouragement and support. We're also thankful for the lecturers' flexibility to make several things easier on us.

My hair is weighing me down, or perhaps, it's just the tasks left hanging that's weighing me down. Karaoke, shopping, movies? Sorry girls, all out for me till slightly before mid-december. As much as i wish to go, i can't.

Getting sleepy. Lack of quality sleep. So much so that i'm looking uglier. Wait or have i been ugly? Ok, i don't need an answer unless it's absolutely positive, thank you.

I'm actually almost always prepared for the negative side to things, but i tend to discard the negative feelings and create positive ones instead. I don't like to be negative about stuff, whether daily life or expectations. I don't like negative shows, so when a show starts to get negative and i know that the ending isn't going to be a happy one, i'll stop watching it. Simple as that. I like to make myself happy. Why fret? Assignments not done at the eleventh hour? Don't get an anxiety attack yet, you still have the twelveth hour. Totally down when everything seems bleak or going against your wishes? Don't sink into depression yet, everything's not hopeless yet.

Oh yes, i forgot to mention that my mood swing is gone. I no longer wake up feeling horrible in the mind, nor do i tear that easily or depressed. Like i've said in the previous mock interview when i was less ridiculously nervous, through the years, i've realised not everything goes my way or as i planned, and with that, I've learnt to take things in my stride and not make megative comments when i've yet to make an effort. And when i do make an extra effort, i don't give up that easily unless it proves pointless to continue persevering.

In 5 days time, we'll be freed of the community project that we've put so much time, effort, and most importantly, money, on.
In 13 days times, we'll be freed of all projects, presentation, assignments, and CAs.
In 17 days time, I'll set foot on the building on Genting Lane with the editorial team, i hope. So will the rest of the cohort at the respective companies.
In 98 days time, we'll graduate with a Media and Communication Diploma that will hopefully get me somewhere.

I've mixed feelings about graduating. Actually, the day comes in 2 weeks time, the friday before everyone separates for their internships. Separation occurs once again.
I've learnt a lot these years in polytechnic. I have to say i've never regretted taking this path cuz i know for sure i would regret if i went the other route.

Once again, we'll leave the emotional stuff for that day. For now, we'll enjoy each others' company and bask in joy everyday, minus the CAs.

Til then folks, tomorrow is another long day. Cheers to whatever makes us all happy! ;D

Hari Raya Visiting..

Hari Raya House-visitings...



Nina and Nity were kind enough to invite the De'Lites to their homes for yummilicious Hari Raya goodies and the sumptuous meals their grandparents and parents prepared. Not to forget the two girls helping out in the makings of the food, which they don't normally do.

Nina even shelled the prawns for us! And Nity fried the french beans and peeled the quail eggs! Rare? Gee..

On both days, we indulged in lots of good food, exciting gossips, and enjoyable photo-taking sessions. I love these kind of gatherings, we enjoy each other's company(I think..haha..)and all we have is fun while filling our stomachs.

We're already in the 3rd week of our last semester in this polytechnic. Another 3 more hectic weeks, and we'll all pack off to our respective internship companies. Some offices may be situated near enough for some to gather and have lunches together, sharing the latest news about this and that, while some others are away in far-away lands.

I'll miss the lunches we have everyday. I'll miss the never-ending talks and gossips. I'll miss the accompaniment. I'll miss the screaming, the fun, the fighting spirit, the good and bad times we shared, the emotional and psychological support, and everything that's etched up there in my brains.

This is like super cliche, but I just gotta say it. I really really hope we would remain in touch even in the future, like 5 or 10 years down the road. Alright, maybe we'll look at the nearer future, at least a few years? Surely it's worth more than that? I have no idea how much I'm cherished, if any in the first place, like the way I cherish others, all i'm aware of is that disappointment won't follow if there isn't any anticipation of returns.

Looking back, I realised I've changed, for the better, I hope. The experiences and exposures have taught me to always view things from a different point of view as things might not seem like what it is on the surface. Meeting different people from everywhere also enriched me in a way that I am more able to adapt to different people and try to understand other kinds of psychic.

I gotta say heaven has been kind to me by giving me classmates whom i can 'click' with. It might not be the whole class, but there'll always be some i can(or forcefully) call, 'My Clique". From V4 and "Seven Sisters" in primary school, HuiJuan and girls in secondary school, to De'Lites in the polytechnic. Whether I've left vague or deeply imprinted footsteps in your lifes, or even just a toeprint, you have left a print in my heart too. Whether we share more than a decade of friendship, whether we spend almost everyday together, whether we've spend just 10 minutes or less talking to each other in the whole time we know each other, or a simple two second "Hi-and-Bye" relationship, it is undeniable that in my book of life journey, somewhere, somehow, there is your print. I don't know if you'll rub off my imprints, but I won't rub yours off, because it records what happened at certain points in my life.

My computer failed me last night. Being entrusted with a task, it was an extremely bad time to fail. When i reached home from the discussion last night feeling pretty fulfilled that some work had been done, the computer decided to take a break and refused to restart. Taking for granted that the computer will always work for me in its life-time, I expected it to serve me well. I expected breaks from it at times, but not at this time. Mum then handed me the dinner she brought home from Granny's place, some dishes with my favourite soup, enough to make me glad. What's additional was a greeting card from Gu Ma(Aunt in Cantonese), as well as two Ang Baos from Gu Ma and Granny. As i opened the card, tears began to form in my eyes, ready to fall anytime. Seeing that the coast was clear from anyone else in the household, the droplets fell freely from the eyes to the chin, leaving a trail behind it. It was a card that contained a few simple yet meaningful words. Just the thought that they remembered this day was enough, the cards and Ang Baos were additional.

Gu Ma has always doted on me since I was a baby, even my name was given by her. Til now, i love my original name. I prefer people addressing me as HsuehChing, cuz i love the name my loving Gu Ma gave me. It means more than a name to me. Even if the word "Hsueh"-Snow in Mandarin, isn't a good word for names in FengShui, I don't care. 'Fiona' is just a name picked for convenience, nothing much more than that it seems. Images of her walking at the mall, carefully picking a greeting card just for me - her niece that had stucked to her from young who tends to keep her feelings to herself.

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To: 吳雪晴
Happy Birthday and be a good girl ok?
From: 姑妈
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V3 celebrated the day for me in advance today. Thank you so much for bothering and taking the trouble to celebrate this day with me for more than a decade without fail. I've never told you girls this, but I love all of you too. Having braved storms and facing hiccups together, it doesn't matter if we don't spend everyday together, you're always in my mind. The world isn't all rosy out there, but I know for sure that I can always fall back, and you'll catch me no matter how heavy I am. I insist. ;D

Ching-Sis, thanks for your willingness to spend time sewing the letters on needle by needle just for me, even if it had two letters missing. I appreciate it with my whole heart and will definitely cherish it more than gold. The days we meet in a year can probably be counted with my 10 fingers, but the friendship won't change. I hope the feeling is mutual. ;) Cher Mum, thanks for always listening to my complains and even ramblings, taking care of the little details and the willingness to do me favours and not expecting the returns. But don't be stubborn and do take care of yourself alright? Don't make us worry for you k? ;) Min Ah Ma, my best shopping, splurging, business, 'ah long', and scheming buddy. Together, we've planned numerous stuff, whether they're simply hilarious or some plan to protect some things we value. The things we've done together, the miles we've wallked, the paths we've treaded, the words we've spoken, the thoughts we've exchanged, everything is recorded and wouldn't be erased. Thanks for always bringing the smile back on when things seem bleak. ;)

You might not know the little things you've done that has touched and impacted me in certain ways, but do remember I Love You Gals always. Yes, I know it's mushy, but I don't say it often..So keep it in your safe deposit box k?

Well well, this entry wasn't meant to be what it ended up as right from the start, so i'll end this here for now...I'll leave these stuff for sometime later..Gee..

Til then folks..Cheers to good times and better times!~ ;)

The Weird Down

The Weird Down

Coincidentally or not, I've been thinking of the quote "There won't be disappointment if there's no expectation" too.

HuiJuan said things are looking good for me now after what seemed like gloomy days.

The date to mark my descend on earth is nearing, I used to get all excited about it just years ago. Perhaps what the adults said is true, as you get older, birthdays don't mean the whole world to you anymore cuz it's just another day where thousand other babies are borned. Partial excitement still lingers, but i dare not hope for more cuz i don't wana be left hanging.

Some of my best friends are making plans for me, with Cher ensuring me that i would love my present to bits if they manage to find it. HJ is also making the extra effort to invite the girls to the celebration and doing all the planning and stuff just for me. Mum is pretty excited about where we would dine on the day, my dad just gotten me an MP4 that i had long wanted as the present. The publishing giant just accepted me as an intern with them for 12 weeks, realising this hope of mine, with 'thank you(s)' here and there. I appreciate everything right down in my heart even if i don't express my thanks verbally. I officially resigned from the part-time job at the pasta place 6 hours ago so that i could have more time, whether for schoolwork or leisure. In general, things aren't too bad for me recently. In fact, it seems better than a while ago.

I should be happy and jumping with joy and getting all excited. I'm thankful and grateful for the everything i have presently. I should be..

I should be expecting and hoping for this and that, but i've decided that i will not. The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. Why is it proven right time and again?

I was chatting with one of the chefs at my work place 6 hours ago and from a simple topic, we went on to future expectations and endeavours. I told him about my wish to either go on further studies after graduating if circumstances permit, or get a job in the media where my interest lies. He said he aspired to be like an engineer or someone in that line like his cousin/friend who went to France for internship and is earning considerably well enough presently. But the aspiration was pulled back by various considerations and responsibilities, pursuing further studies doesn't seem very feasible right now where he's tied down. I then asked him if he would ever regret not pursuing his dreams when he sits in the rocking chair 40 years down the road if he gives up pursuing them, but i didn't get a definite answer. If i was posed with this question, i guess my answer would be "It depends. But as long as i've tried, i think i would be contended no matter how hard it is to let go. Since those were decisions made at that point of time due to circumstances and there's simply no way to turn the clock back, look ahead and smile. Relish in the bliss in your hands and be optimistic." Sure, talk is easy, but when it comes to action, it's a totally different matter.

Before I went out of the kitchen, this quote just slipped my mouth. "It's always good to have hopes and dreams." As i turned and walked out, i pondered over what i blabbered seconds ago. Yes, having hopes and dreams are no doubt good cuz it would propel you towards the goal. However, if halfway there you find yourself not advancing anywhere near your goal, is it time to give up, walk back to the starting line, chose a different route and push yourself forward all over again? Or should we simply persist bescause we don't wana let go after struggling to hold on that long? In the first place, are we even able to walk back and start all over again when time waits for no one?

Hopes, dreams, expectations, anticipations. Can we fixed them back if they're smashed like how the king's horses and men tried to fix Humpty Dumpty back?

Life is like a jigsaw puzzle. It's mixed and you'll try to match no matter what, piecing it together the seemingly right way, ocassionally tripping over stones and bumping into rocks. At the end of the day, you'll get the picture.

Down, down, and under. My mood's rather down, but it swings like nobody's business whenever it likes. I can be fooling around talking rubbish and getting 'high' for no concrete reason one moment, or start shedding tears over the simpliest things the next. Hopefully it's just pms causing the queer mood swings and not depression taking place.

Very often, i wish time could slow down for me to catch up before speeding off again. Like rine, I feel odd too that i have to spend my supposedly-special day in school. Other than clashing with the GCE "O" levels E.Mathematics Paper 1 three years ago, it had always fallen on the holidays without fail. Maybe that's the main reason why the mood to celebrte isn't there for me.

Weird feeling, just weird, it's an indescribable feeling...

I've learnt to let go of expectations recently, cuz i know without high expectations, or no expectations as a whole, life would be filled with more pleasant surprises.

Til then folks.. I'll liven up when it's appropriate and when it really comes from within. Who knows? I might be laughing away the next second before this piece is published. Cheers to future whole-hearted smiles on faces of everyone around me. They always say "Tomorrow will be a better day," isn't it? We'll see.. ;T

Ambush Chalet - September 26, 27, 28, 2005

Ambush Chalet - September 26, 27, 28, 2005

Photos and brief account of the Ambush Chalet held at Aloha Loyang Resort on September 26, 27, 28, 2005 as promised more than a fortnight ago.


It was a pretty hectic day as I rush down from home in a cab to the prospective publishing giant in formal wear for the interview which came with a grueling 2 hours paper that sort of reminded me of the GCE "O" levels paper I took 3 freaking years ago. Kind old Cheryl had to pick up my luggage from my house before meeting me at City Hall. Like someone who's going away on a trip to Thailand, she lugged 2 bolster bags and waddled all the way from Boon Lay to City Hall to meet the girl in formal wear who only had a pretty light document bag with her - me.

Carrying the luggage into the East West MRT line towards the east side in formal wear, I seem perfectly suited to go straight to Changi Airport for a business trip. Then again, if i was going on a business trip, a cab ride to the airport is for sure since it'll be on the company.(Muahahaha..)

Resembling a business-woman who just came back from New York from a meeting seeking some spa and resort, minus the glamour and duty-free alchohol, the fake-business woman trodded with her luggage and inexpensive leather bag down the non air-conditioned bus together with her kind old Cheryl and reached the resorts in no time.

Since the guys who had checked in earlier had a car and the sky was getting darker by the second, it didn't seem like there was a second best option than to get them to fetch us to the chalet which would have easily cost us a freaking 15 minutes or more walking down what seemed like a deserted road to the destination.

So the first few hours went by easily as we settled down and played the childhood game - Uno! Oh yes, we cooked a few packet of instant noodles too, only to receive bad comments from the guys that the noodles weren't fully cooked. Hey, that wasn't from me ok!

And what's wrong with cooking instant noodles in the microwave? Don't the manufacturers recommend this fast and hassle-free method? Ok ok, i think it's enough, or Vernon will roll his eyes and Jiayong will want to marry kind old Cheryl because she's the only one who cooks instant noodles the conventional way.

When the crowd came in after work, almost everyone went out to the hall to gamble with real cash. Cheryl and I remained in the air-conditioned room equipped qith double-decker beds which could sleep four adults, and played Uno in the room for donkey knows how many hours, interweaving some other old school games in between, and having guest players now and then.

In a flash, (ok, that's exaggerating but i'm fast forwarding. It's supposed to be a brief account, remember?) before the sun rose high in the sky again, we decided to catch its glamour at during much hyped sunrise. At 6:20am, Cheryl, Vincent and I made our way to the beach, taking the what seemed like a deserted road which was the only route that i know of to the beach. It's definitely not surprising that the streets and paths were almost in total silence except for the insects, birds, animals, and occasional voices from the early birds and it seem pretty eerie but the safety in numbers(small number though) sort of pushed the spooky thoughts away. And i admit that i've never thought of seeking adventure at the "Red House", much less gone there. I have to say i'm rather timid these days. The last horror movie i watched was Dark Waters, what do you say? Don't laugh!

The spooky feeling soon vanished when the fresh air at the beach greeted us, the waves saying 'hi' to us as they hit against the wooden plank below gently. Birds flew in synchronised manners, chirping merrily as they cheer their mates on to fly alongside them to greener pastures.

Like silly gooses, we waved to the shore across and shouted out the names of the people we know who're in Tekong, all because we thought it seems like Pulau Tekong. Doesn't matter if it wasn't, our minds weren't really clear yet in the wee morning hours.

When the sun greeted us with a full risen body, it marked the second day of the chalet. The rest either scrambled to the empty beds of those who have woken, or find a comfortable spot anywhere to catch a wink or two. When we announced of our plans to go cycling, they commented that Cheryl and I were hyperactive and that our energy was never used up. Well, not true. Just that i come to a chalet not to sleep all day, neither am i interested in gambling anyway, so going out and planning our own activities when all the rest were in slumber/gambleland was the best way to entertain ourselves.

From Aloha Loyang, i directed Cheryl to the other end of Pasir Ris park and I noticed great improvement in her cycling skills. Although she fell once, it was serious enough for tough old Cheryl to sustain any serious injuries. The other side of Pasir Ris evoked memories our our inaugural Tanglin Primary School outing which is the most successful one we had organised to date. If only the gathering this year would be less pathetic than the previous year's. Tell me I'm not being too optimistic.

Cycling in the morning was really relaxing and therapeutic. My lungs told me they felt cleansed and were more able to provide me with fresher air if i bask in the morning fresh air more often. Sadly, i am unable to accede to my lungs pleas for unpolluted air everyday as my neighbour whom recently moved in has a tendency to smoke at home, not knowing his smoke would trail through my gates and harm my poor fragile lungs. Since the smoke mercilessly tortures my little lungs, my hands do the honours and slam the door mercilessly(just enough to make a noise, not too rudely loud though) too. Over time, it seemed that my neighbour understood the signal and began smoking away from the compounds where at least 8 children under the age of 12 stayed. Thanks! (Even if he won't read this. I appreciate the occasional consideration.)

(Fast-forward>>>>>>>>>Fast forward) Then night fell once again, and it was time for the BBQ. They only attempted to start the fire at 9pm(yes, you heard right, 9PM)when most of the people would be arriving. But the clouds above decided not to coorperate after a while and started crying continuously and interupted our BBQ. Fortunately, there was fried bee hoon to feed the hungry stomachs as we wait for the clouds to be pacified.


'Crazy' people then came up with crazy games with forfeits to make passing time easier. "Lucky" me got to be the 'King' twice, as well as the person for forfeit twice. Dancing wasn't a problem, but the other forfeit was a little hard with more than a dozen pair of eyes staring at you despite attempted darkness. I was pretty kind when i was the 'king' and only made Gavin carry Leong, and Cheryl and Christina dance the Pole dance.(Now that sounds rather mild huh..)The other 'Kings' was much crazier!


Everyone entered the ladies room to hide while a few distract the birthday boy in another room while some lighted the cakes and got everyone ready to sing. "Happy Birthday to you....."


Since the majority were present, it would be a pity if this 'Kodak moment' wasn't captured.


The bulk left with Jiayong forgetting totally about his almost brand new huge bottle of Listerine in the bathroom and only a handful left to guard the chalet. Fortunately the Guitar man Gavin stayed and provided us with dozens of tunes to sing and hum to while Magician Vernon caught the chance to show his magic tricks once again and I managed to learn one trick after countless attempts in the room with some others who scratched our heads off to get the gist of the trick.


Ah Bang kindly set up the fire at the BBQ pit once again when the rain completely stopped and fed us with tons of satay and yummy chicken wings. After eating, we began showing habits of a pig and felt sleepy. Unable to find a bed to sleep on, i started packing my bag, ready for check out the next morning. But i kept dozing off while packing, only to be awaken by the creaking of the door, and falling back asleep. When the sun appeared fully in the sky, i thought it would be good to bring myself and my mobile phone(See, over-reliance on technology..Hahaha) for a morning stroll. Silly me forgot the insect repellent but no black and white stripe mosquito found me that morning, thankfully...

Armed with only my mobile which is not intelligent enough to get into the Gifted stream but still as lovely, i managed to take some post card worthy pictures that i thought was really nice.. As i strolled to the pool while waiting forthe small gate to be unlocked for instant access to the beach, i hanged around the poolside and this kitty friend passed by, purring at me as if it was saying "Good Morning!". What's amazing was when i was back from the beach and wandered around the other chalets, this kitty passed by again and like greeting an old friend, it purred again. Whenever i said something, it would reply with a 'meow', as if it understands. Gee..Lovely kitty..Love ya kitty! Hope you're leading a good life without worries kitty! ;)


Alright, i think what happened when i hit the station after we checked out is obvious. Cheryl and I knocked out and fell asleep all the way from east to west. Clocked another 7.5 hours of sleep after reaching home and carried on into the night after dinner, just like how you describe the lifestyle of a pig.

More updates soon..

Til Then Folks..Cheers!~

First Day of school, Last semester of the Diploma course

Just some random thoughts..

It's the first day of school for the last semester of our Diploma in Media and Communication. In no time at all, every single one of us would walk away with the certificate, regardless of its value or worth. Different individuals view its worth definitely, but i dare say it isn't at all useless, we learn different values and thoughts from different things and people.

It's amazing how people from all walks of life, all kinds of upbringing, all kinds of backgrounds, all kinds of values and thoughts, come together and learn from each other. True, learning the truth hurts sometimes, but isn't how growing up and facing the world is?

The world isn't always rosy, nothing comes naturally, nothing should be taken for granted. When we were kids, the adults could protect us from undesirable materials from everywhere and keep us from harm. As we grow up, the adults no longer have that much ability to protect us, and it's all up to ourselves, to protect ourselves. Some are borned with golden spoons, while some with wooden ones. Everyone is given a chance into the world.

My secondary teacher used to tell us, "Everyone is a winner right from the start when you were just a tadpole since you made it through harsh conditions to emerge the winner in the swimming race."

Well, maybe yes. Maybe no. Some lead lifes that're so comfortable that money drops from the sky while some are borned just to suffer. Then, i start to question what's life about, though i never get the answer. Perhaps someday i'll be enlightened, perhaps...

Some random thoughts here and there, nothing concrete, no summary, no lead paragraph, no execuetive summary, no agenda.

Thoughts come in easily when i'm bathing, a considerable amount of people said that bathing is the time when you're most relaxed. That is also partly why many sing better in the bathroom than in the ktvs. Bleargh..

Sometimes i think i think too much for my own good. Well, horoscope experts say this is the character of a scorpion. I sort of believe in horoscopes cuz i see myself in some other scorpions. It's pretty scary actually, to see yourself in others. The similiar behaviours, similiar thoughts. It's as though we can predict each other's next move, then again, the other party might just change its mind.

Mysterious, is another characteristics of typical scorpions. Pretty true for me huh? I once mentioned i don't take down my facade that easily, but when i do, i give my whole heart and please do reciprocate or else what's left of the scorpion would be the tail-where it's poisonous, heartless, and nothing but cruel.

Personally, i think i lack a very good point of most scorpions-confidence, sometimes even arrogance. I lack confidence. Confidence in myself, confidence in the work i produced. I was shock by the grade of my "O" level English(not that it was a 1), and thought it was 'by luck', it never chanced upon me that my work would be recognised. I would love to get my script back, and take a look at how the stormy weather on the day the paper was taken had gotten me into 'the mood' for writing.

I like being a scorpion. Prefably a cold-blooded one. A Chinese proverb says "Good begets good". Sometimes, i can't help but doubt. I don't expect any rewards from any good. Good comes from within. Often or not, my good is not returned with good. I shall not go on and harp on how reality is cruel cuz i've done that some time ago.

Big plans should come in place soon, i hope. "Time is running out, no more dragging HsuehChing, you're lagging. Lagging far far behind. Where's the HsuehChing with the fighting spirit? Where? Where? Where?"

Where, I have no idea.

A stone or an unpolished gemstone? You decide.

"Enough of aimless rambling HsuehChing, you're getting boring"

"Yes, i agree."

So i shall end this post with some comments on the first day of school and plans for the rest of the week.

The 2 hours tutorial didnt feel like a tutorial, instead, it felt like a gossip session with some technology topics inter-weaving here and there. It was pretty fun and time passed quickly, hopefully future lessons would pass that easily too, not that i'm that anxious to get out of here since my internship placement hasn't been confirmed. (Speaking of which, I'm darn nervous!) And we have a class blog just for the module, how cool is that?

Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday shall be shelved for working, which meant money! Muahahaha..

Friday is reserved for a feast! Double Muahahahaha...

Alright, that's the end of my rambling session. See, random enough huh? I hereby wish everyone a good health alongside good financial status and good companions. (I seriously am going crazy.)

Til then folks...Cheers to budding Media and Communication Professionals..Muahahaha..;) (Someone just slap me awake!)<---Kidding..