Sunday, October 04, 2009
[nichiji | 5:51 PM]
Goodbye blogger, hello tumblr.
Here now.
♥ hannie.
Saturday, October 03, 2009
[nichiji | 11:39 PM]
Happy Lantern Festival! Or is it Mooncake Festival. oh well. x)
I love old fashioned lanterns. :) They make me think of childhood days, scurrying around the neighbourhood excitedly with my brother, gingerly holding our little lanterns. And when we were even younger, those retarded plastic lanterns with tinny midi music. xD
And then fast forward a bit, to secondary school, where I would celebrate the occasion with friends, arranging candles and staining playgrounds with candle wax :X It was such a cool teenagey thing to do then! The cleaners must have reallyyy hated us.
Anyway, had second round of juniors main committee interview in school till evening todayy. &&& Gary has cute fishies in his happy aquarium. :DD Before going to school, I went to visit my grandma's place early in the morning with my family. We only stayed a while, but I'm very happy to have had the chance. :) I haven't been visiting them in a while, and I feel really horrid about that.
My little cousins have really grown tremendously fast since the last time I saw them! Children grow so very fast. It's like they have a stretching charm put on them.
A very stern looking Paul :D
A smiley paul! ^^
Cute little Luke!
It's hard to take a photo with him when he's so hyperactive.
Hey ho!
Grandma :)
Hmm, what sort of mischief shall I get up to next?
Hide and seek among the laundry!
The song Runaway Train by Soul Asylum always makes me feel a little like crying. It's so sad, in a way. Maybe cos of the music video too. So many people in this world are quietly lost, lost in every sense of the word.
I miss you left sock.
Imissyouimissyouimissyou.
I can't wait for you to be back in sg! :)
♥ hannie.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
[nichiji | 11:59 AM]
GOBBLECHOMPDEVOUR.Had buffet lunch at sakae with brudderrss today. Alvan's not in the above picture as he was away in the toilet being sick, poor chap! Hope you're feeling better now and get well soon.
The guys can really eat! :O The table barely had enough space for all the plates. My stomach capacity seems teeny weeny in comparison to theirs. But I think I can eat a lot one okay okay. Anyway, yihan has a happy tummy. I love buffets! Eat till you drop. CHOMP.
After lunch we went to play lan at iluma. Today is my virgin attempt at left 4 dead! OMGWTFBBQ!
But yihan playing a computer game = not a pretty sight. I am damn damn clueless at games. I had to rely on hollered commands and instructions from the guys and stumbled my way around.
&&& I had to be resucued from the zombies a lot a lot of times! I would find myself being sprayed with green gas thingy or being hauled away by a zombie or being devoured by a horde of them. Junwei saved me a lot, if not for him, I don't know will die how many times, sigh. But anyway! The visuals were not as scary as I expected. But maybe it's because I'm not the one chionging in front so seldom will get startled by the witch/hunter/tank/icannotrememberanymorenames.
I don't know! I find computer games really difficult! It's even more difficult than doing algebra, or, say, history source-based questions. xP Even the simple ones like minesweeper confound me. Omg, i'm such a l0s3RRRRxzxzxzxz. I do like pacman though. :D :D :D (i can't get past level 3. damn.)
Anywayy. The guys then left to go fishing and I went to school for dance. It was a tiring practice and I hope to be able to fall asleep easily later! ~
I miss you left sock.
Imissyouimissyouimissyou.
It feels strange not being able to ask you about your day.
But I hope it was really great...! :) :) *sends a hug across the causeway*
♥ hannie.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
[nichiji | 11:06 PM]
Heysho! ~Left sock is away in malaysia for six days with friends! They're climbing mt. kinabalu, how awesome awesome :) I wiki-ed it and the mountain is 4, 095 metres. So I calculated that it is around 746 giraffes tall. :D
I think it's really awesome to measure really tall things in giraffes rather than metres. xD Ever since our FOM Singapore Flyer project (where everyone's presentation wrote that the flyer is as tall as 30 giraffes), I have picked up this habit of calculating tall things in giraffes. It's so much easier to have an idea of how tall it is. xD You tell me 4, 095 metres I also don't know how tall! But 746 giraffes, now isn't it so much easier to have a rough idea? :D
The Eiffel Tower is around 59 giraffes tall! The Statute of Liberty is only around 8 giraffes. And mount everest is about 1, 613 giraffes. Holy crap.
Okay, enough of giraffes.
I've been having trouble sleeping these days, even when I'm all pooped out after dance. I get bored lying in bed after a while so I start to go through all my dance routines in my head. This makes falling asleep even harder. I shall think of a picturesque cottage by the sea and ten thousand little cats tonight. :)
I miss you left sock.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
It's only the first night!
Hope you are having truckloads of fun there :) :) wa zi li liang...! ~
♥ hannie.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
[nichiji | 10:09 PM]
Everyone's favourite Scottish monster. You know you love her. ;DYesterday was juniors' committee interview day! And and first SPDS mock competition together with juniors. It was fun! :) And gut-wrenchingly exhausting too!
As a result of dancing five days this week, it was a real agony to even raise my arms when shampooing. I feel so ache-y all over. But it's good, hopefully my muscles will grow bigger muahaha. hai, my dear body ah, if you cannot gain fats at least gain some muscle ok...! I don't want to be a twig anymore!
I had a very odd dream yesterday, it had a strange plot and capsule machines with human skulls in them and an old-fashioned well full of electric eels. hmmmm! So gothic/macabre/tim burton (get me as your muse!:D)
I like pretty words! A really pretty word is: supple.
And in the same vein:
lithe,
willowy,
lissome,
svelte,
graceful.
Isn't it strange how some words are more attractive than others? Lissome and flexible can both mean the same thing, but how different each of them sounds. I remember back in secondary school I used to collect pretty words when I'm reading and write them down in a notebook so I can use them in compositions. I wonder where that book went! damn.
What's your favourite word? :)
As a result of dancing five days this week, it was a real agony to even raise my arms when shampooing. I feel so ache-y all over. But it's good, hopefully my muscles will grow bigger muahaha. hai, my dear body ah, if you cannot gain fats at least gain some muscle ok...! I don't want to be a twig anymore!
I had a very odd dream yesterday, it had a strange plot and capsule machines with human skulls in them and an old-fashioned well full of electric eels. hmmmm! So gothic/macabre/tim burton (get me as your muse!:D)
I like pretty words! A really pretty word is: supple.
And in the same vein:
lithe,
willowy,
lissome,
svelte,
graceful.
Isn't it strange how some words are more attractive than others? Lissome and flexible can both mean the same thing, but how different each of them sounds. I remember back in secondary school I used to collect pretty words when I'm reading and write them down in a notebook so I can use them in compositions. I wonder where that book went! damn.
What's your favourite word? :)
♥ hannie.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
[nichiji | 1:50 PM]
Picture from tuesday: "Man and Dog (with sock on head)"Leo is always so cute :) I love the way he begs for scraps at the dinner table, having perfected the art of the Imploring Gaze. It will crack the hardest of hearts, it will!
We went running on tuesdai. It was a real adventure. :D But but I am all horribleness terribleness at running. After a while I am so breathless I can no longer talk while I run. Daryl still can whistle, sing, talk about the Loch Ness Monster and ask me questions while running along casually as if his lungs are not on the brink of exploding. All I could manage was, "hrrghhhh!"
Anyway. I am determined to improve! I'm gonna make sure I up my stamina for dancing jive! Yeah. Well. Try try.
I like the Loch Ness Monster, I think it's so cute. :) I wish there's one living in the big long kang.
It's easier to do a split after running, try it try it!
Technique class yesterday had elements of contemporary dance, how awe-summ. :) Samba samba laterrrr, my arms are aching.
There's this annoying insect that keeps whizzing around my table and annoying the crap out of me. It looks really strange, nothing like the common house insects. It kinda looks like a mudskipper. With spindly legs. Urghhh.
I borrowed a biography on Margot Fonteyn, the most famous British ballerina. She's uhh-mazing. :) She is the perfect example that shows that having perfect technique may not make a great dancer and a great dancer may not have perfect technique. It is about dancing every move from your heart and making your performance something special that transcends mere physical action. Very, very inspiring!
I am running out of things to say.
Bye for now! Take care you lot. :)
We went running on tuesdai. It was a real adventure. :D But but I am all horribleness terribleness at running. After a while I am so breathless I can no longer talk while I run. Daryl still can whistle, sing, talk about the Loch Ness Monster and ask me questions while running along casually as if his lungs are not on the brink of exploding. All I could manage was, "hrrghhhh!"
Anyway. I am determined to improve! I'm gonna make sure I up my stamina for dancing jive! Yeah. Well. Try try.
I like the Loch Ness Monster, I think it's so cute. :) I wish there's one living in the big long kang.
It's easier to do a split after running, try it try it!
Technique class yesterday had elements of contemporary dance, how awe-summ. :) Samba samba laterrrr, my arms are aching.
There's this annoying insect that keeps whizzing around my table and annoying the crap out of me. It looks really strange, nothing like the common house insects. It kinda looks like a mudskipper. With spindly legs. Urghhh.
I borrowed a biography on Margot Fonteyn, the most famous British ballerina. She's uhh-mazing. :) She is the perfect example that shows that having perfect technique may not make a great dancer and a great dancer may not have perfect technique. It is about dancing every move from your heart and making your performance something special that transcends mere physical action. Very, very inspiring!
I am running out of things to say.
Bye for now! Take care you lot. :)
This is a failed attempt but leo's face looks so funny, so du lan :
wtf? i am le almighty leo and you're trying to balance a sock on my head?!?!?! geroff me!----
Look what I found!
LOLOLOLOLOL.
♥ hannie.
Monday, September 21, 2009
[nichiji | 10:18 PM]
A normal, ordinary suburb.
A normal, ordinary husband,
his normal, ordinary wife.
A normal, ordinary husband,
his normal, ordinary wife.
He farts three times in succession as they curl up and watch tv together, confident that she wouldn't recoil in disgust and proceed to run off with a hot surfer dude with a 12 pack. She wafts around the house with a lurid green face mask on, confident that he wouldn't mistake her for an invading martian and proceed to take off with Ms-Pretty-Tits from work.
He doesn't believe in the whole roses-and-fireworks shindig anymore. He cooks her a truly awful meal for her birthday, trashing the kitchen in process. She yells at him and calls him a boring unromantic arsehole, but smiles to herself as she clears the plates. He offers to do the washing up and they end up having a soap sud war.
He leaves his wet underwear on the toilet floor every time. She hollers at him every single time, calls him an uncivilised boorish prig, and picks them up every single time. Her long wet hair clogs up the bath tub plug every time. He hollers at her every single time, calls her a troublesome longhaired hag, and sets to work to unblock it every single time.
She agrees vehemently and rolls her eyes dutifully with all her female colleagues as they discuss their lacklustre post-marriage sex lives. She rushes home after work to ambush him in a ripped leather outfit. He complains to his colleagues about having to rush home to a bland, homecooked dinner. He leaves work furtively 5 minutes early.
He amuses himself in the bath, pumping out a sample from each of her millions of lotions and soaps and proceeds to blow fragrant bubbles with his armpit. She wonders why her toiletries are running out so fast. He perfects his expression of polite bewilderment.
She forgets to bring her razor with her in the bath and furtively uses his on her legs. He wonders why he is never getting a close shave these days; Gillette never used to fail him. She perfects her expression of polite bewilderment.
He steals her side of the duvet every night as he snores his way across the bed. She is awoken into irritation and kicks him awake. He scowls at her with all the anger he can muster, and proceeds to tackle her and pin her to the floor. They roll on the floor in a furious tussle, keeping each other warmer than the duvet ever could.
She accidentally breaks his favourite mug and tells him it must have been a burglar who did it in the dead of the night. He accidentally burns a hole in her favourite skirt and tells her a bunch of visiting aliens stopping by earth fired their vapourising ray gun at it while he was ironing.
She gives him a cross look as he sneaks in a third box of Koko Krunch cereal into their groceries trolley. When he's not looking, she dumps in boxes of Kinder Surprise. He gallantly unloads her boxes of tampons at the checkout counter, giving the cashier a carefully cultivated look that implies he has never seen such things in his life.
She has a big fight with him as he attempts to change the channel when she is watching desperate housewives. He changes to the football channel and flushes the batteries of the remote down the toilet. She howls in anger and tackles him in the stomach. He pretends to be mortally wounded and collapses on the couch to watch his football. He conks out precisely at the 90th minute. She brings a blanket to cover him up and snuggles up with him for the night.
She pretends nothing is wrong when she starts experiencing sharp consistent pains in her side. He keeps the worry out of his eyes and complains loudly that women are troublesome.
She begs her doctor not to break the news to him until she is ready to. He begs her doctor not to let her know that he already knows it until he is ready to.
He holds her in his arms every night and wishes he could stroke her hair for the rest of his life. She buries her face in his neck every night so he wouldn't see her tears.
She hangs her head and fidgets as the doctor briefs them both on her condition. He is outraged by the fact that there is no existing cure and attempts to assault the doctor.
He shows her countless internet articles about breakthroughs in medical advancements. She pretends to be convinced by them.
He tells her he is not scared. She tells him she is not scared.
He tells her that she is the best thing that has ever happened in his life. She thwacks his chest and tells him not to say things as if she is dying.
She pretends that losing all her hair was no big deal and that she did not care for beauty. He tells her that she is beautiful, and meant it.
He still refuses to buy her flowers but instead attempted to bake cookies that tasted like sun warmed mud. She laughed and told him they were delicious, and meant it.
He holds her hand every night before she can drift off to sleep. She pretends to fall asleep within ten minutes so he can cease his bedside vigil and get some rest.
He does not tell her that he loves her. She does not tell him that she loves him. Some things lose their magic when put into mere mortal words.
At her funeral, he buys her flowers for the first time in his life. It does not matter now, that she is allergic to pollen.
He pretends his heart has not died and his life had not been emptied of hope and joy. She lies there, quieter than she has ever been in their time together.
He looks around at all the people and regrets that they have all never known her, the way he did. They have never had koko krunch cereal chucked at their heads at six in the morning, never seen her contort her face beautifully as she put on her eyeliner every morning, never seen the way she bites the corner of her tongue in intense concentration as she straightens his tie.
He smiles at the warm memories of her, memories that will soon cut like ice.
He gets on with life. He knows she is with him, always and forever.
There are great tales of love, of star-crossed lovers, of princesses and their prince charming, of damsels in distress swooning in the arms of tall brooding dark-eyed strangers.
And then there are tales of love, simple and true.
♥ hannie.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
[nichiji | 11:59 PM]
Hello, good morning, how ya do? What makes your rising sun so new?
Van Helsing is an awesome movie.
I saw the rerun on saturday and i've decided it is one of my all-time favourite movies. Hugh jackman ftw! Yeah. And that guy who plays dracula, he's pretty hot although he's the baddie. Well actually I think count dracula's a pretty misunderstood character, if you could see it from another viewpoint. He's only killing innocent people to survive on their blood. So technically, he is not pure evil, but merely a predator. A natural part of nature. hmm, that sounds like a circular statement.
Anyway! Hugh jackman is sizzling as a werewolf. word!
I wish his lady didn't have to die though. Yeah yeah, she's reunited with her family in the heavens. But she and van helsing have yet the chance to make hot sizzling post-battle post-killing-of-ancient-vampire-enemy-euphoric love! If I were the director, she definitely wouldn't die. :P She can be reunited with her family in heaven, you know, later la.
OK! This is a pointless post, I'm just bored. ^^
Tata world!
I saw the rerun on saturday and i've decided it is one of my all-time favourite movies. Hugh jackman ftw! Yeah. And that guy who plays dracula, he's pretty hot although he's the baddie. Well actually I think count dracula's a pretty misunderstood character, if you could see it from another viewpoint. He's only killing innocent people to survive on their blood. So technically, he is not pure evil, but merely a predator. A natural part of nature. hmm, that sounds like a circular statement.
Anyway! Hugh jackman is sizzling as a werewolf. word!
I wish his lady didn't have to die though. Yeah yeah, she's reunited with her family in the heavens. But she and van helsing have yet the chance to make hot sizzling post-battle post-killing-of-ancient-vampire-enemy-euphoric love! If I were the director, she definitely wouldn't die. :P She can be reunited with her family in heaven, you know, later la.
OK! This is a pointless post, I'm just bored. ^^
Tata world!
♥ hannie.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
[nichiji | 12:19 AM]
Iscreamyouscreamweallscreamforicecream :K *yarrrghasgshdssfiwyrwie!!hysterical scream!!!11111oneoneonesatusatuyiyiyi*Met up for lunch with daryl today. &&& we had ice cream. It is happy food! ^^ I'm real glad we got to meet today, even if it's for a while. :)
Went to school for dance in the evening. I'm so very tired! My feet hurt a little bit more than usual today, because of some "broken" corns. I don't know if that's the right word! It's like you have a corn on your feet and it... well, breaks. And a part of it juts out and the tender flesh exposed rubs against your shoe. Oh, alright this is rather repulsive. ^o^
I've discovered this brilliant author called Mil Millington. He is absolutely hilarious. His books are really funny, all lad-ish humour and sardonicism. One of his most famous novel is Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About. It is super roflmao.
Anyway.
I think I'm becoming a hardcore bookworm. hmm. well.
Celebrate your inner nerd!
Maybe I should cut bangs. maybe maybe maybe.
Went to school for dance in the evening. I'm so very tired! My feet hurt a little bit more than usual today, because of some "broken" corns. I don't know if that's the right word! It's like you have a corn on your feet and it... well, breaks. And a part of it juts out and the tender flesh exposed rubs against your shoe. Oh, alright this is rather repulsive. ^o^
I've discovered this brilliant author called Mil Millington. He is absolutely hilarious. His books are really funny, all lad-ish humour and sardonicism. One of his most famous novel is Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About. It is super roflmao.
Anyway.
I think I'm becoming a hardcore bookworm. hmm. well.
Celebrate your inner nerd!
Maybe I should cut bangs. maybe maybe maybe.♥ hannie.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
[nichiji | 11:23 PM]
fibble wibble
i'm in a big blue funk.
funk junk chunk hunk gunk clunk bunk sunk
i need some endorphins pronto.
Did you know that cats have over 100 vocal cords? They do.
(A human has two.)
And on average a human will spend up to 2 weeks kissing in his/her lifetime.
Mm. yummy.
♥ hannie.
[nichiji | 12:45 AM]
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned...
- W.B. Yeats, "The Second Coming"
It has been a pretty productive friday for me. :) Helped out my bro a little with his homework in the morning and then got to spend some time with him; we went to the library and had lunch together. While going back we walked home instead of taking the bus. It was a forty-five minutes walk, but I enjoyed it as we had the chance to talk and catch up. It was really nice to reminisce about our childhood days, our old home, our old memories. I wish I had more time to spend with my brother, I really do. I guess I'm not really the best elder sister around. But I try.
Wello then I headed to school, danced for a while and we had committee meeting late into the night. When I reached home a phone call made my day, and I am happy. :) Okay, I don't know why I am breaking down my day like this in detail, but well. It's just been a rather good day.
Been dancing quite a lot these few days, and I am aching all over. But it feels nice to have my muscles out of their nua-ing state. :)
I WILL GO RUNNING AND GYMING SOON I PROMISE MYSELF CROSS MY HEART.
Stamina, you elusive entity, please come to me!
♥ hannie.
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
[nichiji | 12:21 AM]
L.sock's ukelelelelelelelelele :DI has a marvellous day todai. ^^ Decent weather, snuggly day in, great company; there's nothing more I can ask for. :)))))
Ohmytian I'm having a non-stop hiccup attack now. The only cure I know is to drink hot water, but I don't want to wake up my folks with the kettle. Oh well, just have to wait it out. I think I will wake them up anyway with my vociferous hiccups. :X
The Proposal is a very good film! It is sweet and romantic without being diabetic, and it is funny in the right places. Thumbs up for sandra bullock and ryan reynolds! (His bewildered expression is really unparalleled!)
The Time Traveller's Wife, however, was quite a let-down. I was trying not to compare it to the book too much, but that proved difficult. ^^ I just find that the film lacks "heart". It kinda makes the story seem a little bland. The time restriction which caused the cutting out of some events kinda diminished the impact of the love between Henry and Clare. Somehow, it becomes very... small-scale. That seems rather ironic as one would think all the special effects and visual impact of the silver screen would lend a touch of magic to the tale. Wello I guess it's just different! Different medium, different appeal.
Holidays are awesomeness. :) I can finally have time to catch movies and indulge in some reading. I just finished this introductory book to Sigmund Freud and it is really interesting to read about his theories. Some of them make sense, but some seem to be utter nonsense to me. They are logical alright, but they are so outlandish and ridiculous I can't help but dismiss him as a little insane. He's controversial alright, but no doubt he paved the way for modern psychology.
Yey for holidays! All my beloved friends, do take care! :)
I hope she gets well soon! Angels out there, do your job pleasesies ~
Ohmytian I'm having a non-stop hiccup attack now. The only cure I know is to drink hot water, but I don't want to wake up my folks with the kettle. Oh well, just have to wait it out. I think I will wake them up anyway with my vociferous hiccups. :X
The Proposal is a very good film! It is sweet and romantic without being diabetic, and it is funny in the right places. Thumbs up for sandra bullock and ryan reynolds! (His bewildered expression is really unparalleled!)
The Time Traveller's Wife, however, was quite a let-down. I was trying not to compare it to the book too much, but that proved difficult. ^^ I just find that the film lacks "heart". It kinda makes the story seem a little bland. The time restriction which caused the cutting out of some events kinda diminished the impact of the love between Henry and Clare. Somehow, it becomes very... small-scale. That seems rather ironic as one would think all the special effects and visual impact of the silver screen would lend a touch of magic to the tale. Wello I guess it's just different! Different medium, different appeal.
Holidays are awesomeness. :) I can finally have time to catch movies and indulge in some reading. I just finished this introductory book to Sigmund Freud and it is really interesting to read about his theories. Some of them make sense, but some seem to be utter nonsense to me. They are logical alright, but they are so outlandish and ridiculous I can't help but dismiss him as a little insane. He's controversial alright, but no doubt he paved the way for modern psychology.
Yey for holidays! All my beloved friends, do take care! :)
I hope she gets well soon! Angels out there, do your job pleasesies ~
♥ hannie.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
[nichiji | 11:47 PM]
Baila, baila morena
bajo de esta luna llena,
under the moonlight
Went back to dance today. :) It feels lovely to stretch out those muscles after such a long time. I feel a tad rusty after weeks of study break, but it wasn't as bad as I expected. :)
I finished rereading The Time Traveller's Wife today. It touched my heart, all over again. I couldn't stop crying long after I put the book down, and I had to remind myself that it is only a fictional tale. It is really magical, how the power of words can hit the tender spots in our hearts. This particular story is blatantly unrealistic but yet because of the author's talent and way with words, she has woven a tale with characters and emotions that readers can identify with, that seem so very real. It is definitely a very unique gift. I do wish that I am able to write like that. It is really not easy.
Even with the advent of technology and alternative media, I think books will never be a dying trade. There is something special about the experience of reading a book, that nothing else can totally replicate nor replace. I certainly hope that this magic will never be lost throughout the generations to come.
i miss you too
♥ hannie.
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
[nichiji | 9:48 PM]
Push the button!sexay dress was birthday gift from l. sock :)
Had an awesome post-exam date with left sock today. ^^ It feels absolutely magnificent, not having to mug for exams anymore! Freedom ftw...! We watched final destination. It is truly a horrific and revolting show, and we enjoyed it. Kinda. xD
I can't help feeling this one's a bit more fake compared to its predecessors, but maybe it's because I was much younger when I watched the first two films, so everything must have seemed a lot more terrifying then.
We also explored an interesting shop. heh. ;D
Oh and daryl's new hairstyle is tres sexay. :)
Today was a good good good day. ^^
I can't help feeling this one's a bit more fake compared to its predecessors, but maybe it's because I was much younger when I watched the first two films, so everything must have seemed a lot more terrifying then.
We also explored an interesting shop. heh. ;D
Oh and daryl's new hairstyle is tres sexay. :)
Today was a good good good day. ^^
I finally bought a copy of the Time Traveller's Wife for myself :) I read it last year but I like the story so much that I just have to read it again. Before the movie! *does an excited jig* Eric Bana's a talented actor; I think he will do Henry just fine. He's good looking too. :)
I'm going to bury my nose in the book now.
Fellow poly peeps, have a good holidays yeah!
And to my dearest JC friends, GAMBATTE KUDASAI...!
♥ hannie.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
[nichiji | 1:21 AM]
Realm of the forgottenThere's a place, it is where lost things go. In this place, you'd never get lost. You'd never lose your way, you'd never lose your mind, you'd never lose the ones dear to you, you'd never lose yourself. In this place, a jumble of souls, of memories of a broken heart, of forgotten laughter, tears, happiness, sorrow.
Here is the place where virginities go, along with the coins that roll into the drain. Where childhood hopes and dreams are gathered, shining and winking, as if just polished yesterday. Where the milk teeth reside, sitting quietly in rows, awaiting collection by the elusive Miss T. Fairy. A lollipop, covered with carpet fluff, a pen with a broken nib, a clockwork toy that winds no more. A single mitten, separated from its other.
In this place full of long-lost things, perhaps it is where we can find ourselves.
Here is the place where virginities go, along with the coins that roll into the drain. Where childhood hopes and dreams are gathered, shining and winking, as if just polished yesterday. Where the milk teeth reside, sitting quietly in rows, awaiting collection by the elusive Miss T. Fairy. A lollipop, covered with carpet fluff, a pen with a broken nib, a clockwork toy that winds no more. A single mitten, separated from its other.
In this place full of long-lost things, perhaps it is where we can find ourselves.
♥ hannie.
Monday, August 24, 2009
[nichiji | 5:43 PM]
♥ hannie.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
[nichiji | 3:38 PM]
Come away here,let's stop all the world now
we'll pretend to be children again
under our blanket-tent
travelling to magical lands,
just you and i.
The other day while at holland v waiting for L. sock, I met this old lady who was selling pens for two dollars each. When she first thrust the box of pens beseechingly in my direction, I did not take much notice and tried to continue on my way.
Then, she caught hold of my wrist as I passed and stopped me in my tracks.
"Miss don't go. Please help me, I have no money to buy my meals. No one else would help me," she said in Mandarin.
That was when I really stopped and locked gazes with her. I saw desperation in her eyes. It hit me with a pang that there she was, an elderly woman who have lived through all the hardship and vicissitudes of perhaps 70 or 80 years and she was asking me, a girl more than five decades younger than herself, for help. It made me wonder what sort of predicament put her in such a position, such a dire position to be in.
She must be feeling so terrible about doing this, but yet she is putting aside her pride and her dignity to beg people for help. The working adults who reside in or frequent the holland village area are usually those who are wealthier, more able in financial means, but yet nobody stopped for her. I am slightly ashamed of myself too, because if she had not grabbed my hand, I would not have stopped for her either. In the end I did buy a pen from her, and as I walked away, I wished I had the courage to ask her about her story.
It really makes me think about how sometimes we just offhandedly dismiss people trying to sell us things as con-men or scammers. It is true that some people are indeed doing that. But what if there are some who truly need our help? Even if it is only a few dollars, which we can easily go without, that will make a huge difference to them?
Maybe we should learn not to walk too fast, not to brush people off too quickly, as they try to catch our attention. Maybe one day, we will end up in that very same position, trying to stop people as they walk on importantly, off to do important things in their important lives.
Then, she caught hold of my wrist as I passed and stopped me in my tracks.
"Miss don't go. Please help me, I have no money to buy my meals. No one else would help me," she said in Mandarin.
That was when I really stopped and locked gazes with her. I saw desperation in her eyes. It hit me with a pang that there she was, an elderly woman who have lived through all the hardship and vicissitudes of perhaps 70 or 80 years and she was asking me, a girl more than five decades younger than herself, for help. It made me wonder what sort of predicament put her in such a position, such a dire position to be in.
She must be feeling so terrible about doing this, but yet she is putting aside her pride and her dignity to beg people for help. The working adults who reside in or frequent the holland village area are usually those who are wealthier, more able in financial means, but yet nobody stopped for her. I am slightly ashamed of myself too, because if she had not grabbed my hand, I would not have stopped for her either. In the end I did buy a pen from her, and as I walked away, I wished I had the courage to ask her about her story.
It really makes me think about how sometimes we just offhandedly dismiss people trying to sell us things as con-men or scammers. It is true that some people are indeed doing that. But what if there are some who truly need our help? Even if it is only a few dollars, which we can easily go without, that will make a huge difference to them?
Maybe we should learn not to walk too fast, not to brush people off too quickly, as they try to catch our attention. Maybe one day, we will end up in that very same position, trying to stop people as they walk on importantly, off to do important things in their important lives.
♥ hannie.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
[nichiji | 10:04 PM]
The brave soldier lies on the battleground, his final resting place. As he expires his last breath, he looks around in dismay at the destruction and wreckage around him. His comrades are yelling, being pushed back one by one by the savage intruders.
"No..." he says weakly, reaching out blindly, as he sees another of his brothers fall.
Bodies pile up around him, bodies of fathers, brothers, sons, husbands, lovers. The intruders leap by in exalted glee, focused intently on their sole goal of penetrating the opponent's base.
"Fall back! Fall back!" the general rears around on his mighty steed, waving the troops back.
It's been six days. Yihan's army of white blood cells have been fighting the mighty flu virus with loyalty and courage. But yet, it is a dismally losing battle.
They need back-up, and help is coming, in the form of hardy antibiotic troops, who are trained in guerilla warfare and highly skilled in taking down rogue intruders penetrating the human body's defences.
The battle ensues. Who will prevail? Yihan awaits with bated breath.
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Omigodasddfedajshdaqwertyui
It's hard not to wallow in self-pity as I mosey around at home in this sweltering weather, with a fever and really bad flu. My head hurts so bad it feels like it is going to split apart like a watermelon. My ears hurt. My nose feels more congested than the PIE during peak hours. I feel totally and utterly horrible.
My eyes feel hot when I blink. That's really strange.
I want to get better soon! =[
I close my eyes, and I see you.
I don't feel so alone anymore. wa zi li liang. :)
♥ hannie.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
[nichiji | 1:22 AM]
Transitions EP Launch yay :)
Edwin and band SavingSomeone did an awesome job tonight! We really enjoyed watching them perform. ^^ Heh I uploaded the photos once I got home, because I know I won't have time to do it tomorrow.
Yay, meet up meet up with my dearest friends! ^^ And and, I haven't studied for organisationalmanagement test on monday. Oh holey mama.
I need sleep, yihan is a sick girl! :(
Oyasumi nasai ~
But you can say, baby
Baby can i hold you tonight?
♥ hannie.
Friday, August 14, 2009
[nichiji | 11:38 PM]
Random photo :) classic example of misusing the inverted peace hand sign, which actually is a vulgar gesture in britain.oops.
It was a huge relief to submit our 53-paged massmediaresearch report today! whee whee whee. Now, we have the exams exams exams at hand. What a joy. not.
I am ill for a week already! My symptoms are a lot a lot worse today. My voice is nothing more than an unattractive croak! It is rather worrying. But it's my own fault because I went to dance on wednesday and thursday when I knew that my body is busy trying to battle viruses. And there i was, stressing out the muscles and drawing on the energy needed to heal itself. Wello, I really do hope I will get better by tomorrow.
I shall go sleep now. Do take care everyone!
All the best for examinationsss if you are battling them. All together now, charge!
Goodnight world!
I do miss you, you know that?
♥ hannie.
Monday, August 10, 2009
[nichiji | 5:58 PM]
If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting
Time after time.
Bored bored bored of doing featurewriting and massmediaresearch. I am halfway ill this weekend! I've got a sorethroat and my body is trying to fight the virus and prevent it from fully manifesting, I think. Result: wonky uber mega headache and feeling of floating like a transparent helium balloon.
Lady Gaga is way over-commercialised but damn her songs are catchy! I particularly like Love Game and I Like It Rough, whee!
I suddenly have a craving for macaroni macaroni macaroni.
Doing too much school work is making me a little tipsy. giggle!
Bye bye, time for dinner.
Lady Gaga is way over-commercialised but damn her songs are catchy! I particularly like Love Game and I Like It Rough, whee!
I suddenly have a craving for macaroni macaroni macaroni.
Doing too much school work is making me a little tipsy. giggle!
Bye bye, time for dinner.
♥ hannie.
Friday, August 07, 2009
[nichiji | 11:57 AM]
Yihan is now 18 years old :)Thank you everyone for your birthday wishes! And to dawn, gina, jiaqi, xiuwei, yinqing, yong jie for your immensely sweet and thoughtful presents. I love them all! ^^
& i am extremely touched, my brother Built me a Bear. :) *melts inside*
Most of all, thank you sock sock for everything. :) Being able to celebrate my 18th year with you by my side makes me very very very happy and thankful.
Here's to the first year anniversary of the pairing of a left and right sock! :)
Yuch bad sorethroat on my birthday! It's horrid. D:
Goodnight world :)
& i am extremely touched, my brother Built me a Bear. :) *melts inside*
Most of all, thank you sock sock for everything. :) Being able to celebrate my 18th year with you by my side makes me very very very happy and thankful.
Here's to the first year anniversary of the pairing of a left and right sock! :)
Yuch bad sorethroat on my birthday! It's horrid. D:
Goodnight world :)
♥ hannie.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
[nichiji | 3:35 PM]
Saturday, partner and i.SGDF 8th Open was an eye-opening experience for us year twos, nothing more. *ohwell smile* But congrats to Jenni-and-skye and edna-and-bernard for getting much further than us! =]
There were so many competitors from other countries! It was awesome watching the Grade A dancers, as always! ^^ They are so very incredible, and I am determined to reach their standard one day. Sometimes I don't know whether to feel discouraged or inspired. Wello, positive thinking always triumphs!
Gee, these two weeks of murderous deadlines are really horrible to the max. I'm looking forward to the exams, just for the sake of getting the projects done and behind me!
Currently am holed up in the library, waiting for dance at 7pm, and trying to concentrate on doing organisationalmanagement and massmediaresearch and featurewriting! I keep getting distracted, by random flying dust bunnies, the faulty florescent lamp at the far end of the ceiling, yellow socks peeking beneath a random someone's business pants.
And red bricks lining up against whitewashed walls, a girl's red earphones, random twinges of shoulder aches.
How interesting the world seems when you've got piles of work to do!
Tuesday afternoons spent with sock always seem to zoom by relentlessly.
Tuesday afternoons alone just crawl on by like a snail on a sunwarmed pavement.
Oh, if i had
a cosmic stopwatch.
BAILA MORENA ~
There were so many competitors from other countries! It was awesome watching the Grade A dancers, as always! ^^ They are so very incredible, and I am determined to reach their standard one day. Sometimes I don't know whether to feel discouraged or inspired. Wello, positive thinking always triumphs!
Gee, these two weeks of murderous deadlines are really horrible to the max. I'm looking forward to the exams, just for the sake of getting the projects done and behind me!
Currently am holed up in the library, waiting for dance at 7pm, and trying to concentrate on doing organisationalmanagement and massmediaresearch and featurewriting! I keep getting distracted, by random flying dust bunnies, the faulty florescent lamp at the far end of the ceiling, yellow socks peeking beneath a random someone's business pants.
And red bricks lining up against whitewashed walls, a girl's red earphones, random twinges of shoulder aches.
How interesting the world seems when you've got piles of work to do!
Tuesday afternoons spent with sock always seem to zoom by relentlessly.
Tuesday afternoons alone just crawl on by like a snail on a sunwarmed pavement.
Oh, if i had
a cosmic stopwatch.
BAILA MORENA ~
♥ hannie.
Monday, July 27, 2009
[nichiji | 11:08 PM]
I love my sisters. ^^ Siyinggg hope you had a great birthday! =]]
Today was a rather long and tedious day. But, I am a happy sock. ^^
The next few days are gonna be busy busy busy weezy. Chiong ah! Chiong ah!
Shakira brings back secondary school memories. :D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=582qo1wcg7Y
So nostalgic wahaha...!
♥ hannie.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
[nichiji | 10:48 PM]
"I've been thinking maybe I've been partly cloudy
Maybe I'm the chance of rain
And maybe I'm overcast
And maybe all my luck's washed down the drain"
Something's wrong with blogger new post function on my firefox, yuch ~
Despite the cheery cloudie, I feel really gloomy today! I'm really frustrated at my lack of physical strength. Sometimes I feel like my body won't be able to tahan the intensive dancesport practices anymore and just break down and refuse to work. I get tired easily and I don't have the energy to give my 100% each time. I know I should go train up on my stamina, but seriously, I'm already drained enough with my current schedule now.
Now, I feel that I don't have time for my friends, family and studies. I know to my friends and family, I am really neglecting them. I'm simply not around anymore. I am also frightened that I will not be able to give my all in studies, which is not acceptable, at least to me. Dancing is my passion, and I know it takes hard work and long practices to improve. But I'm just scared that dancing about five days a week will simply make me sick of it someday. I don't want that day to come because I don't ever want to be sick of it.
Dancing used to make me really happy. Now, it just feels like a swimmer chionging the laps everyday, a runner preparing for a marathon, just endlessly pushing and pushing and pushing yourself to its limits. I know that's what a competitive sport precisely is like, but in a little corner of my heart, I question whether I really am up to it.
Okayy, the most important thing now is to do the performances well, survive the intensive training weekend and get over the competition. And more importantly, divide my time properly for DMA and MMR. And FW and... oh, I can't remember. How I wish I can split myself into many many many yihans.
Sorry for emo-ness today! I'll be alright tomorrow. =]
And I am stronger, because, I have my left sock with me. Thank you, you. =)
To a person, his problems may seem huge. But the fact is, we are all so miniscule.
♥ hannie.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
[nichiji | 10:17 PM]
Random photo heh. spot the edwin :DToday is my brudder's birthday. :] Tanjoubi omedeto xi zhe xi zhe xi zhe. We celebrated as a family today. And we watched hairy potties.
It wasn't very good, imho! There seems to be no climax. Nor ending. But I really liked the screenplay though! The castle scenes were shot beautifully. I loved how much they paid attention to detail when furnishing the various rooms and places. I can imagine how much money they spent on props alone. But still, it was not very fleshed out in terms of plot and character development!
Then again, who am I to critique right. ^^
It wasn't very good, imho! There seems to be no climax. Nor ending. But I really liked the screenplay though! The castle scenes were shot beautifully. I loved how much they paid attention to detail when furnishing the various rooms and places. I can imagine how much money they spent on props alone. But still, it was not very fleshed out in terms of plot and character development!
Then again, who am I to critique right. ^^
Goodnight world :)
♥ hannie.
Monday, July 13, 2009
[nichiji | 10:30 PM]
Murder of a ginger bread man! hyuk hyuk.If I could walk upside down, the ceiling as my ground, maybe the world will look different.
Maybe everyone will look like they smiled,
those frowns now turned upside down.
Maybe a stray balloon will float my way,
its yellowness a happy cheer.
Maybe the clouds will leap like sheep,
grazing upon the heavens.
Where food never runs out,
where dreams are never shot down,
where rainbows come full circle,
where love comes first.
If I could walk upside down, the ceiling as my ground, maybe the world will be different.
Maybe everyone will look like they smiled,
those frowns now turned upside down.
Maybe a stray balloon will float my way,
its yellowness a happy cheer.
Maybe the clouds will leap like sheep,
grazing upon the heavens.
Where food never runs out,
where dreams are never shot down,
where rainbows come full circle,
where love comes first.
If I could walk upside down, the ceiling as my ground, maybe the world will be different.
Labels: musings of a strange girl
♥ hannie.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
[nichiji | 10:34 PM]
Happy birthday lukey and welcome to the world paul! :]I love my grandparents so, and I really wish I have more time to spend with them, just like old times. But brother and I have grown up, no longer the little kids needing their care after school. We have moved a distance away, making it increasingly difficult to visit them.
I hope that little luke and paul can now take our place, and be the recipients of their love and care, be the ones to make them smile and laugh, be the ones to give meaning to their lives, be the ones to make new happy memories for them to share and boast about with relatives and friends.
It makes me so happy to see ahma and ahgong playing with the two little ones. My heart is filled with a tide of emotions that is frankly quite indescribable. Sometimes, there are just so many things I want to say to them. I want to thank them for taking care of brother and I when we were young, for showering us with love and patience despite anything that we did.
But as typical traditional asian families are, these things often go unsaid. We don't hug and kiss to show affection, we don't say "I love you."
But I know that they are heard, all the same.
I hope that little luke and paul can now take our place, and be the recipients of their love and care, be the ones to make them smile and laugh, be the ones to give meaning to their lives, be the ones to make new happy memories for them to share and boast about with relatives and friends.
It makes me so happy to see ahma and ahgong playing with the two little ones. My heart is filled with a tide of emotions that is frankly quite indescribable. Sometimes, there are just so many things I want to say to them. I want to thank them for taking care of brother and I when we were young, for showering us with love and patience despite anything that we did.
But as typical traditional asian families are, these things often go unsaid. We don't hug and kiss to show affection, we don't say "I love you."
But I know that they are heard, all the same.
♥ hannie.
Monday, July 06, 2009
[nichiji | 6:23 PM]
Titled: Dancer in the dark
Also done on the past languid sunday afternoon using photoshop!
I feel like such a horrible person sometimes. Came back home in a bad mood just now and got into a quarrel with my brother although it probably could have been avoided. I think I was rather mean to him. It's just horrible when you're in a funk yourself and you infect others around you. That's the least I ever want to happen. I want only sunshine, lollypops and rainbows to be infectious!Yuch, I hate these black feelings that come over us for no reason sometimes.
Maybe it's the hormones or something. (haha! defence mechanism: projection of blame)
Anyway, the onslaught of work is starting to come! It's really scary. I hope we will survive this term! And the august competition is coming. I'm going to be dancing about five days a week.
I'm looking forward to the September holidays already! :|
But it's okay! I believe the key to getting by difficult times is to remain cheerful and kind. And to remember to look for silver liners in every cloud, for purple sheep on every highway, for checkered spoons in every drawer, for furry panties in every closet, for bunny slippers in every shoe rack, for orange socks in every cupboard, and other random nice things. :)
But I guess it's always easier said than done! Stay strong!
Alrightie, back to doing serious things.
Good bye and take care everyone!
♥ hannie.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
[nichiji | 9:00 PM]
Titled: In a dreamDone using Photoshop CS 3!
I had great fun yesterday attending Voices of Love 2009 at the National Library Drama Centre Theatre! :) daryl's mum was awesome awesome awesome. ^^ I think it really takes truckloads of courage and flair to stand up there in front of so many people and sing your best! Just you and the spotlight and the bewitching music, it's quite a mesmerising effect.
I'm really glad I have the chance to hear auntie sing! She looked really elegant the whole night! There were also a good mix of singers across ages, occupations and talents performing for us, so it was a really interesting experience.
No photos yet, next time maybe! ^^
Omg. The experience of using a DSLR camera beats any other. It makes you never want to go back to a normal aim-and-shoot digital camera again! I'm going to save up for one, I promise myself. :D
School again tomorrow yuch!
Good luck everyone and let's jiaaaaaaaaaa you. :)
I'm really glad I have the chance to hear auntie sing! She looked really elegant the whole night! There were also a good mix of singers across ages, occupations and talents performing for us, so it was a really interesting experience.
No photos yet, next time maybe! ^^
Omg. The experience of using a DSLR camera beats any other. It makes you never want to go back to a normal aim-and-shoot digital camera again! I'm going to save up for one, I promise myself. :D
School again tomorrow yuch!
Good luck everyone and let's jiaaaaaaaaaa you. :)
♥ hannie.
