i have asked the plump crow at the cbd what it sees. it sits there plumply, not saying anything. but there's a contradictory chattiness in its silent round eyes. one day, it will shake out its plumpy wings and waddle across uob plaza.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Botero's crow
i have asked the plump crow at the cbd what it sees. it sits there plumply, not saying anything. but there's a contradictory chattiness in its silent round eyes. one day, it will shake out its plumpy wings and waddle across uob plaza.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round heads in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules, and they have no respect for the status-quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify, or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.Kerouac love.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Bleeeeargh!
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!
i'm turning into a blimp :(
exam stress, thesis stress, job-hunting stress....
who am i kidding, i'm addressing none of the above haha.
it's because i've morphed into an eating and sleeping machine.
i haven't exercised in fuck long and i need both hands to count the number of meals i have a day. raaaaaaaawr!
Monday, April 19, 2010
You don't know Pain until you've studied Engineering
I totally ripped this list of a fb group called:
"Childbirth? ... You don't know Pain until you've studied Engineering"
I've only taken the ones that I personally felt haha... the list is way more extensive than this,
You know you're studying engineering when…
You come out of a lecture and feel that you wouldn’t mind being hit by a bus.
You are doing maths that the maths students don’t cover until the 2nd year.
You know the Greek and Arabic alphabets better than the language students.
A 4 hour day is an easy day.
A 9 hour day is still an easy day.
You are up at 3am in the morning trying to finish yet another piece of coursework asking yourself… why?
You feel bitter contempt towards anyone complaining of 2 lectures in a row.
Someone complains about ‘take away exams’ you feel a sudden urge to hospitalise them.
It’s the norm that you can’t fit an equation on 1 line of a page.
Handing in an assignment just means that’s there’s a new one to complete.
Time is measured in submission deadlines.
You find out you have 3x as many exams as practically everyone else.
You frequently ask yourself why the fuck are you doing this.
You are used to covering a ridiculously large span of subjects to the same standard as the respective degree students.
Breasts in a lecture theatre generally means there's a guy who's let himself go a bit.
You would assume a horse is a sphere to make the maths easier.
Your best friend is your calculator.
Things I've added to the list:
You've wondered if the alcohol in the lab could make the hours a little easier and have contemplated adding a squirt into your coffee.
You've been warned that the chemicals used in your experiments are cancerous/ you could potentially be exposed to radiation/ your equipment has the capacity to electrocute the motion out of you or slice your fingers in a heartbeat.
You start appreciating classmates for basic things like showering at least once a day.
You tend to know at least 70% of your classmates and most of their wardrobe because you see them almost every day (refer to lecture hours point above) and because each year, the class size dwindles and no one really has much fashion sense.
"Childbirth? ... You don't know Pain until you've studied Engineering"
I've only taken the ones that I personally felt haha... the list is way more extensive than this,
You know you're studying engineering when…
You come out of a lecture and feel that you wouldn’t mind being hit by a bus.
You are doing maths that the maths students don’t cover until the 2nd year.
You know the Greek and Arabic alphabets better than the language students.
A 4 hour day is an easy day.
A 9 hour day is still an easy day.
You are up at 3am in the morning trying to finish yet another piece of coursework asking yourself… why?
You feel bitter contempt towards anyone complaining of 2 lectures in a row.
Someone complains about ‘take away exams’ you feel a sudden urge to hospitalise them.
It’s the norm that you can’t fit an equation on 1 line of a page.
Handing in an assignment just means that’s there’s a new one to complete.
Time is measured in submission deadlines.
You find out you have 3x as many exams as practically everyone else.
You frequently ask yourself why the fuck are you doing this.
You are used to covering a ridiculously large span of subjects to the same standard as the respective degree students.
Breasts in a lecture theatre generally means there's a guy who's let himself go a bit.
You would assume a horse is a sphere to make the maths easier.
Your best friend is your calculator.
Things I've added to the list:
You've wondered if the alcohol in the lab could make the hours a little easier and have contemplated adding a squirt into your coffee.
You've been warned that the chemicals used in your experiments are cancerous/ you could potentially be exposed to radiation/ your equipment has the capacity to electrocute the motion out of you or slice your fingers in a heartbeat.
You start appreciating classmates for basic things like showering at least once a day.
You tend to know at least 70% of your classmates and most of their wardrobe because you see them almost every day (refer to lecture hours point above) and because each year, the class size dwindles and no one really has much fashion sense.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Freddie Mercury is Alive
On memory and existence.
Someone is really dead only when there remains not a single person with memories of them.
This thought emerged in the midst of the whimsical and the random that make a good Sunday afternoon conversation with a friend who faced a common loss.
So I say Freddie Mercury is alive! Caveat, I'm not claiming he literally exists in a corporeal form at this moment in time. What I mean is that his memory remains and we can vicariously (Youtube, music tapes, biographies) experience his genius. Eight generations from now, he may still be remembered. Say what you will, Bohemian Rhapsody is as much a masterpiece (and probably as overplayed) as Beethoven's symphony in C minor.
Lets put aside the likes of Freddy, Newton and Shakespeare, the thought applies to us mere mortals too. The day not a single person in the world remembers you, is the day you truly are dead. Dammit, I better record an album do some worth it shizz with my life. Do we crave immortality more than we think or somethink or nuthink at all...
We are earthworms.
I went to the garden of remembrance with Azad today. It was great catching up over avocado and chili chocolate ice-cream cones after. He hasn't been around hall much, and I know the unfortunate story behind that now :(
We were talking about the after life and covered the different religions and their conception of what happens after someone dies. The three religions of the book belief in after life, either a better existence, or a lesser one. The other major eastern religions (hinduism and buddhism notably) believe in transmigration of the soul. But, what if we just die?
Die, period. Cease to exist. Not be. Nothing after.
pawsome picture from chinese buddhism site. is it trippy or is it trippy?!
We humans regard ourselves as superior since we are thinking beings. We are not the strongest, fastest or most resilient organism and yet we survive. How? "By exploiting our surroundings" appears to be too simplistic, but it's the most pragmatic explanation. In a highly intrusive fashion, we change our surroundings to suit us.
Not just because we can, but perhaps because we must? This may be our evolutionary advantage after all. Okay...maybe "finding opportunity in our circumstances" is a nicer way of putting it. We being thinking beings has kept us in the mad game of existence.
I proposed the following theory to Azad.
We are no different from earth worms. We are mere matter and that is what we will continue to be after death... just a slightly more decomposed form of that matter... maybe fossilized after a bunch of centuries.
So what happens after you die? Are you that same being? Do you still even think? Maybe not, so do you cease to exist? Maybe so.
Perhaps there really is nothing after death, but being the species-centric race that we are, believing we are superior to earthworms, we cannot accept that. Hence the creation of heavens/ hells/ rebirths etc.
He said he could grasp that logically, but that is not how he feels about this issue. he intuitively feels there is a God and cannot believe that the play we put on daily has a futile end... to make room for new puppets on the stage of life.
In any case, my heart wants to agree with him, my brain doesn't know... after all, there may be an earthworm heaven.
We were talking about the after life and covered the different religions and their conception of what happens after someone dies. The three religions of the book belief in after life, either a better existence, or a lesser one. The other major eastern religions (hinduism and buddhism notably) believe in transmigration of the soul. But, what if we just die?
Die, period. Cease to exist. Not be. Nothing after.
pawsome picture from chinese buddhism site. is it trippy or is it trippy?!
We humans regard ourselves as superior since we are thinking beings. We are not the strongest, fastest or most resilient organism and yet we survive. How? "By exploiting our surroundings" appears to be too simplistic, but it's the most pragmatic explanation. In a highly intrusive fashion, we change our surroundings to suit us.
Not just because we can, but perhaps because we must? This may be our evolutionary advantage after all. Okay...maybe "finding opportunity in our circumstances" is a nicer way of putting it. We being thinking beings has kept us in the mad game of existence.
I proposed the following theory to Azad.
We are no different from earth worms. We are mere matter and that is what we will continue to be after death... just a slightly more decomposed form of that matter... maybe fossilized after a bunch of centuries.
So what happens after you die? Are you that same being? Do you still even think? Maybe not, so do you cease to exist? Maybe so.
Perhaps there really is nothing after death, but being the species-centric race that we are, believing we are superior to earthworms, we cannot accept that. Hence the creation of heavens/ hells/ rebirths etc.
He said he could grasp that logically, but that is not how he feels about this issue. he intuitively feels there is a God and cannot believe that the play we put on daily has a futile end... to make room for new puppets on the stage of life.
In any case, my heart wants to agree with him, my brain doesn't know... after all, there may be an earthworm heaven.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
McBunny
Since we live in different blocks now, phone conversation:
Val: Hallloouuu*yawn*uuuhmmm, just woke up.
Eva: Happy Easter!
Val: Errr... Thanks. Happy Easter to you too.
Eva: Lets go for service.
Val: ...
Eva: Breakfast service at McD's until noon on weekends
Val layans my lame jokes (and doesn't slow clap at them haha).
The deluxe breakfast is awesome but the only person who's had it with me is Shokers since everyone else kinda balks at its size.
Val: Hallloouuu*yawn*uuuhmmm, just woke up.
Eva: Happy Easter!
Val: Errr... Thanks. Happy Easter to you too.
Eva: Lets go for service.
Val: ...
Eva: Breakfast service at McD's until noon on weekends
Val layans my lame jokes (and doesn't slow clap at them haha).
The deluxe breakfast is awesome but the only person who's had it with me is Shokers since everyone else kinda balks at its size.
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Background noise reduction
on the thesis front, i am more dismally behind than ever. wrenched mesself from bed and away from most, evidently not all, distractions. i'm camping out at engin. the sun has been down for many hours but human traffic remains pretty high, quite a contrast to the deserted arts passages on my way here. peak project season in engin innit.
it was pretty noisy. and the sounds, a cacophony of random languages, punctuated by grunts of frustration and the occasional screech when programs failed and equations went awry. t'was getting to me. tried blasting some owl city through my earphones. didn't work. i was typing the lyrics instead of my report. mozart was either drowning my thoughts or not masking theirs sufficiently.
basic high school wave superposition theory came to mind. didn't know how accurate it would be. i searched for white noise and listened to it on loop. it sufficiently canceled out their sound hahaha. pink or brown noise might work better maybe? shall test this hypothesis at some point. geeky me (:
Monday, April 05, 2010
Coprolalia
when i grow up,
i will have a cat.
i will have some children.
my children will go to school.
in show & tell they'd say:
"i have a pussy named cunt."
i will be summoned to school
and shall tell the teacher
my cat's name is kant.
Kant, i hate your language. May your convoluted writings never be my formal readings, brilliant as your thoughts are.
The word "cunt" is actually a nice one. Never has there been so wonderfully grandiloquent (and i mean that in the best possible way) a title as "Queen Cunt of Fuck Mountain" . We'll let the cat decide if it should be gratified or insulted.
i will have a cat.
i will have some children.
my children will go to school.
in show & tell they'd say:
"i have a pussy named cunt."
i will be summoned to school
and shall tell the teacher
my cat's name is kant.
Kant, i hate your language. May your convoluted writings never be my formal readings, brilliant as your thoughts are.
The word "cunt" is actually a nice one. Never has there been so wonderfully grandiloquent (and i mean that in the best possible way) a title as "Queen Cunt of Fuck Mountain" . We'll let the cat decide if it should be gratified or insulted.
Saturday, April 03, 2010
Ponens, tollens, pollen, tones?
My dearth of knowledge in theoretical philosophy is a pretty big setback, especially in the higher level philo modules. Phrases are flung about the class casually and I have to note it, usually in bahasa baku, if the terms are not in (plain) english.
The next task, deciphering my scrawly writing in order to google said word/phrases, is no simple one... not just because of the writing but due to the permutation and combination games played with the various alphabets in the search bar, trying to get the right word.
Anywho, a lot ponen-ing, tollen-ing, and a bunch of modus-es, have been going around the class for the past couple of weeks, time to get the terms down pat!
4 simple argument forms seen in philosophy classes. Of the 4, the modus ponens and modus tollens arguments are most frequently used. The last two are intuitively graspable and with similar logical laws to the first two, so I didn't bother to expand the explanatory portion.
(1) Modus ponens:
Short for modus ponendo ponens,
Latin: the way that affirms by affirming.
(2) Modus tollens:
Short for modus tollendo tollens,
Latin: the way that denies by denying.
Once more, P implies Q,
The second premise is that Q, is false.
Thus one could logically conclude that P is false.
(for those not too familiar with the symbols: if P, then Q. Not Q. Therefore, not P)
By transposing the premise with material implication (i.e. the if-then statement), one can switch modus ponens to tollens and vice versa.
If the then is false, then the if is false.
(3) Modus ponendo tollens:
Latin: mode that by affirming, denies.
(i) Not both P and Q
(ii) P
Conclusion: Therefore, not Q
(4) Modus tollendo ponens:
Latin: mode by which denying, affirms.
The next task, deciphering my scrawly writing in order to google said word/phrases, is no simple one... not just because of the writing but due to the permutation and combination games played with the various alphabets in the search bar, trying to get the right word.
Anywho, a lot ponen-ing, tollen-ing, and a bunch of modus-es, have been going around the class for the past couple of weeks, time to get the terms down pat!
4 simple argument forms seen in philosophy classes. Of the 4, the modus ponens and modus tollens arguments are most frequently used. The last two are intuitively graspable and with similar logical laws to the first two, so I didn't bother to expand the explanatory portion.
(1) Modus ponens:
Short for modus ponendo ponens,
Latin: the way that affirms by affirming.
- (i) If P, then Q.
- (ii) P.
- Conclusion: Therefore, Q
- The first premis is an "if-then" or conditional claim
- P implies Q,
- The second premise is that P, the antecedent of the conditional claim (i.e. the if part), is true.
- Thus one could logically conclude that Q, the consequent of the conditional claim (i.e. the then bit) must be true too.
- If the if is true, then the then is true.
(2) Modus tollens:
Short for modus tollendo tollens,
Latin: the way that denies by denying.
- (i) If P, then Q.
- (ii) ¬Q
- Conclusion: Therefore, ¬P
Once more, P implies Q,
The second premise is that Q, is false.
Thus one could logically conclude that P is false.
(for those not too familiar with the symbols: if P, then Q. Not Q. Therefore, not P)
By transposing the premise with material implication (i.e. the if-then statement), one can switch modus ponens to tollens and vice versa.
If the then is false, then the if is false.
(3) Modus ponendo tollens:
Latin: mode that by affirming, denies.
(i) Not both P and Q
(ii) P
Conclusion: Therefore, not Q
(4) Modus tollendo ponens:
Latin: mode by which denying, affirms.
- (i) P or Q
- (ii) Not P
- Conclusion: Therefore, Q
# 100
The natural number following 99 and preceding 101.
Ladies and gentlemen, lads and lasses, the po and ho faced, my hundredth post.
Being shamelessly irony-deficient, it shall be dedicated to a select few, random, awesome things about the roman numeral C (centum).
It is:
the divinely divine to Pythagoreans since it is the square of the divine decad,
102 = 100
sum of the 1st four cube numbers
13 + 23 + 33 + 43 = 1 + 8 + 27 + 64 = 100
sum of the 1st ten odd numbers
1 + 3 + 5 + 7 + 9 + 11 + 13 + 15 + 17 + 19 = 100
sum of the 1st nine prime numbers
2 + 3 + 5 + 7 + 11 + 13 + 17 + 19 + 23 = 100
a Leyland number (i.e. of the form xy + yx, with 1 < y ≤ x)
26 + 62 = 100
Other random fact:
A Googol is 1 followed by 100 zeroes, 10100 :) and this is where Google got it's name perchance?
and finally, the simple discovery that delighted my geeky 9 year old self,
using every number sequentially and only once on the calculator, with the + and - operators alone, you could get 100:
123 + 45 - 67 + 8 - 9 = 100
Ladies and gentlemen, lads and lasses, the po and ho faced, my hundredth post.
Being shamelessly irony-deficient, it shall be dedicated to a select few, random, awesome things about the roman numeral C (centum).
It is:
the divinely divine to Pythagoreans since it is the square of the divine decad,
102 = 100
sum of the 1st four cube numbers
13 + 23 + 33 + 43 = 1 + 8 + 27 + 64 = 100
sum of the 1st ten odd numbers
1 + 3 + 5 + 7 + 9 + 11 + 13 + 15 + 17 + 19 = 100
sum of the 1st nine prime numbers
2 + 3 + 5 + 7 + 11 + 13 + 17 + 19 + 23 = 100
a Leyland number (i.e. of the form xy + yx, with 1 < y ≤ x)
26 + 62 = 100
Other random fact:
A Googol is 1 followed by 100 zeroes, 10100 :) and this is where Google got it's name perchance?
and finally, the simple discovery that delighted my geeky 9 year old self,
using every number sequentially and only once on the calculator, with the + and - operators alone, you could get 100:
123 + 45 - 67 + 8 - 9 = 100
Thursday, April 01, 2010
thesis progress
my room smells of:
coffee, cigarettes, cardamom.
the alliteration unintentional.
a motley mélange of scents not entirely my own.
Refer to Figure 1. for thesis progress
coffee, cigarettes, cardamom.
the alliteration unintentional.
a motley mélange of scents not entirely my own.
Refer to Figure 1. for thesis progress
Figure 1: The caffeine curve.status quo: translate this graph 7 hours forward.
i've entered the feeling worthless zone.
frankly speaking, the "excellent work habits" ended at approximately 6pm.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
number crisis
Dear imaginary number, in lieu of questioning your ontological status, I would recommend dreaming with Descartes. Empiricism is quite threadbare. Reading is cheaper than therapy.
xoxo
Eva.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
A review of existentialism
When going through some of my old philo stuff, it dawned upon me that I really am forgetting a disgraceful number of things. *Pbbbbbbbt* should be ashamed to admit to it being my minor.
So I'm doing a brief summary of existentialism. Existentialism was really one of my favourite ideologies. The opportunity to objectively study a counter to the solipsistic syndrome that sometimes descends. Slowly. Noose-like. Threatening. A little tighter and snap. Now indifference.
Anywho, there is a wide variety of philosophical ideologies that make up existentialism so there is no universal definition for it. Remain open and realize that most existentialists have a different view and form and this review is by no means exhaustive, it's really an uber brief intro for the uninitiated.
Existentialism is a 20th century philosophy concerned with human existence, finding self, and the meaning of life through free will, choice, and personal responsibility. Mainly, it is the belief that people are searching to find out who and what they are throughout life as they make choices based on their experiences, beliefs, and outlook without the help of laws, ethnic rules, or traditions.
In existentialism a person’s judgment is the determining factor for what is to be believed rather than by religious or secular world values.
Some basic tenets of Existentialism are:
1. Humans are defined by their actions (not by their "nature" or potential). You are what you do.
2. Humans are always free to choose (Existentialists reject determinism in any form).
3. Included in this freedom, is the freedom to define themselves through their choices, through their existence, through their actions. No one is good because of what she thinks or feels but only because of what she does. Good people are those who do good things.
4. Existentialists recognize and accept the fact that humans are by nature social animals and social beings. We exist for one another.
Metaphysical solipsists may cry now.
So I'm doing a brief summary of existentialism. Existentialism was really one of my favourite ideologies. The opportunity to objectively study a counter to the solipsistic syndrome that sometimes descends. Slowly. Noose-like. Threatening. A little tighter and snap. Now indifference.
Anywho, there is a wide variety of philosophical ideologies that make up existentialism so there is no universal definition for it. Remain open and realize that most existentialists have a different view and form and this review is by no means exhaustive, it's really an uber brief intro for the uninitiated.
Existentialism is a 20th century philosophy concerned with human existence, finding self, and the meaning of life through free will, choice, and personal responsibility. Mainly, it is the belief that people are searching to find out who and what they are throughout life as they make choices based on their experiences, beliefs, and outlook without the help of laws, ethnic rules, or traditions.
In existentialism a person’s judgment is the determining factor for what is to be believed rather than by religious or secular world values.
Some basic tenets of Existentialism are:
1. Humans are defined by their actions (not by their "nature" or potential). You are what you do.
2. Humans are always free to choose (Existentialists reject determinism in any form).
3. Included in this freedom, is the freedom to define themselves through their choices, through their existence, through their actions. No one is good because of what she thinks or feels but only because of what she does. Good people are those who do good things.
4. Existentialists recognize and accept the fact that humans are by nature social animals and social beings. We exist for one another.
Metaphysical solipsists may cry now.
Actually,
this is not an emo blog. People have a tendency to blog in a particular mood, unless it is a subject specific blog.
Personal blogs tend to be utilized when the blogger is upset, pissed off or fired up by something.
I am people. I blog when bored. A lot of posts appear on the emo-angsty or the random-whacky range, but really, I'm just bored. How can anyone who wears rainbow coloured toe-socks with their cherry red Doc Martens be emo?!
It's a fair outlet when there are particular emotions that I'm not dealing with properly, but overall, I am good, veh good, and so I shall blog along those "yay!" sentiments too, as adequately, hopefully.
omgbbqttylbbfn, this is not going to turn into yet another emo blog on the web! cannotwillnot.
Much as I'm a conformist, I don't really like being people all the time ;)
Personal blogs tend to be utilized when the blogger is upset, pissed off or fired up by something.
I am people. I blog when bored. A lot of posts appear on the emo-angsty or the random-whacky range, but really, I'm just bored. How can anyone who wears rainbow coloured toe-socks with their cherry red Doc Martens be emo?!
It's a fair outlet when there are particular emotions that I'm not dealing with properly, but overall, I am good, veh good, and so I shall blog along those "yay!" sentiments too, as adequately, hopefully.
omgbbqttylbbfn, this is not going to turn into yet another emo blog on the web! cannotwillnot.
Much as I'm a conformist, I don't really like being people all the time ;)
Monday, March 15, 2010
another reason for thinking M.R. is the bomb!
Dear *insert name in obviously different font, bold and CAPITALIZED*,Thank you for your crappy application.
After puking, I'm declining your putrid, generic email, with one of my own.
May your fingers rot and your keyboard melt in a nuclear implosion.
Yours sincerely,
M.R.
(on his nicest response to obviously generic cover letters for jobs is in his laboratory).
he is brilliant, hilarious and with just a sufficient dollop of kookiness.
funny and exciting but a wee bit (okay, more like extremely) terrifying.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Pi Day!
Happy Pi day yo! March 14th (3.14) gedditgeddit?!
bee tee double you, it's Einstein's birthday too.
This is just the most awesome day of the year.
bee tee double you, it's Einstein's birthday too.
This is just the most awesome day of the year.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Valentine's Day 2010
Since Elisha passed away, I've had this not so nice tendency of A.D.-ing (not anno domini-ing, but after death-ing) every event. e.g. first halloween/christmas/new year etc. sans Eli
Valentine's is a day dedicated to sappy Hallmark cards, overpriced dinners/ chocolates/ flowers... heck almost everything... but I still like that for 1/365.25 of a year, you're reminded to love the people around you extra EXTRA hard!
We had a blast last year. He met Alex who was down from NZ and a bunch of other people who really matter a lot to me. It was great to share him with my friends that night, and we had spent the day together, double yay!
So my expectation this year was that Valentine's day would be extra painfully, crap arse-y.
This year:
Spontaneously, a couple of friends called us for drinks in Holland V :)
A lovelylovelylovely friend was my Val Day date. Shockwave quesadillas, yummy mango and strawberry margaritas.... need i say more?! (we did have to bat off lesbo questions from the waitresses but that was fun hoho). you know you, i know you, you are awesome! i lou yew :)))
I bought flowers for someone I loved.
Drunk dialled and declared my tequila laced but true love to a friend who was overseas just then, BETTYBOOB :D
Hung out at some strange place in Clarke Quay... bad drinks, good band.
Danced the rest of the night away at Zouk, where I could count on hall mates to be partying it up and out (even on the 2nd day of CNY... impressed y'all!).
Baked, iced and lavishly decorated red velvet cupcakes to share with more lovely people.
I didn't not miss having him around, but was glad it wasn't a mopey grey day. Very literally channeling some Beatles haha:
Valentine's is a day dedicated to sappy Hallmark cards, overpriced dinners/ chocolates/ flowers... heck almost everything... but I still like that for 1/365.25 of a year, you're reminded to love the people around you extra EXTRA hard!
We had a blast last year. He met Alex who was down from NZ and a bunch of other people who really matter a lot to me. It was great to share him with my friends that night, and we had spent the day together, double yay!
So my expectation this year was that Valentine's day would be extra painfully, crap arse-y.
This year:
Spontaneously, a couple of friends called us for drinks in Holland V :)
A lovelylovelylovely friend was my Val Day date. Shockwave quesadillas, yummy mango and strawberry margaritas.... need i say more?! (we did have to bat off lesbo questions from the waitresses but that was fun hoho). you know you, i know you, you are awesome! i lou yew :)))
I bought flowers for someone I loved.
Drunk dialled and declared my tequila laced but true love to a friend who was overseas just then, BETTYBOOB :D
Hung out at some strange place in Clarke Quay... bad drinks, good band.
Danced the rest of the night away at Zouk, where I could count on hall mates to be partying it up and out (even on the 2nd day of CNY... impressed y'all!).
Baked, iced and lavishly decorated red velvet cupcakes to share with more lovely people.
I didn't not miss having him around, but was glad it wasn't a mopey grey day. Very literally channeling some Beatles haha:
"What do I do when my love is away.
(Does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you're on your own)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, get high with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, gonna to try with a little help from my friends"
:)))
(Does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you're on your own)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, get high with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, gonna to try with a little help from my friends"
:)))
the first working day of the holidays
hurrah!:
my nails are now the delicate, inside-of-a-shell, pink hue, courtesy of chang meiling, who does not know that i stole into her room and helped myself to her nail polish :))) -ilouyew-.
Suzie has gotten a bath and is drying in the laundrette.
annealed DNA and weighed out all the samples for the next couple of days, lab ain't gonna be no doozy!!!
boo!:
my hole puncher has fallen on the floor and spilled a million little bits of paper alloverallover the place!
to do -journal presentation for our lab meeting, biomems homework, lab book updates, nay, compilation!
this was the only week i could conceivably head out for ladies night but nonono, work first ma'am.
speaking of boo-hurrahs! i really should drop a philo post on it sometime. maybe it could be extended into my next fill-oh-sophistical paper.
my nails are now the delicate, inside-of-a-shell, pink hue, courtesy of chang meiling, who does not know that i stole into her room and helped myself to her nail polish :))) -ilouyew-.
Suzie has gotten a bath and is drying in the laundrette.
annealed DNA and weighed out all the samples for the next couple of days, lab ain't gonna be no doozy!!!
boo!:my hole puncher has fallen on the floor and spilled a million little bits of paper alloverallover the place!
to do -journal presentation for our lab meeting, biomems homework, lab book updates, nay, compilation!
this was the only week i could conceivably head out for ladies night but nonono, work first ma'am.
speaking of boo-hurrahs! i really should drop a philo post on it sometime. maybe it could be extended into my next fill-oh-sophistical paper.
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