This film is a very good film,
BUT
to do an essay for it can be quite tiring!
TTFN
~talk about nostalgia. HAH.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
(took this from Facebook)
IF YOU WERE BORN IN THE 80's IN SINGAPORE
You would remember...
You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse, Ninja turtles, Carebears, Robocop, My Little Pony and Smurfs.
You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You would squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.
You hated or loved the school nurse (she was either pretty or mean).
You know what SBC stands for.
You paid 40 cents for cartons of Chocolate or Strawberry milk every week in class.
Everyone's wallet used to be the velcro type
It was cool to have pagers in primary school
SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushionwere red. The big red bell gave a loud BEEP! when pressed.
There were still bus tickets and bus conductors would come up to check them.
Envelopes were given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children's Day.
You've probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable.
You know what PETS are and the hidden animals in all the text pages. You hated penmanship.
Writing lines and caning hands were common, esp if you failed chinese spelling (caning was actually allowed. no shit).
You were there when they first introduced the MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery.
Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50.
Gals were fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls.
You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.
You bought tidbits called beebee (20 cents per pack, 10 cents in MGS), and mamee (30 cents), that had a different sticker in it every time.
You carried a lunch box to school but either threw away the food or brought it back home again.
You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you.
Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven were probably the thickest
story books you thought you would ever read.
KFC used to be a high class restaurant that served food in plates and had metal forks and knives. (I dont remember this, anyone?)
The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'chicken pie'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien translation.
Catching and pepsi-cola was the IN thing, and twist was the
magic word.
Your English workbooks were made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow.
You came to school 15 mins before the bell every morning just so you could copy someone's homework.
CDIS was your best friend.
The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellized characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you math.
Waterbottles were slung around your neck and a must everywhere you went.
Boys loved to play soccer with small stones or tennis balls in the basketball court.
Girls played five stones and boys played with marbles.
Science was fun with the Balsam and the Angsana being the most important plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fishes.
Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, immortalized in our minds from school textbooks.
We conducted experiments of our own to get badges for being a Young Zoologist/Botanist etc.
Every Children's day and National day you either got pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or useless plastic files with 'Happy National Day 1994'.
You wore BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes.
Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.
You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school
to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.
There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday (you hated them).
Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $2 or more for pocket mone everyday.
You saw Wee Kim Wee's/Ong Teng Chong's face in the school hall.
Boys liked catching fighting spiders, earthworms or tadpoles.
Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys.
Class monitors and prefects loved to say, "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!"
You got booked for muddy shoes in class.
There were at least 40 people in one class.
You brought every single book to school, even though there was a timetable.
There was a pro-yo/bumblebee, digimon craze at some point in time
IF YOU WERE BORN IN THE 80's IN SINGAPORE
You would remember...
You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse, Ninja turtles, Carebears, Robocop, My Little Pony and Smurfs.
You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You would squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.
You hated or loved the school nurse (she was either pretty or mean).
You know what SBC stands for.
You paid 40 cents for cartons of Chocolate or Strawberry milk every week in class.
Everyone's wallet used to be the velcro type
It was cool to have pagers in primary school
SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushionwere red. The big red bell gave a loud BEEP! when pressed.
There were still bus tickets and bus conductors would come up to check them.
Envelopes were given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children's Day.
You've probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable.
You know what PETS are and the hidden animals in all the text pages. You hated penmanship.
Writing lines and caning hands were common, esp if you failed chinese spelling (caning was actually allowed. no shit).
You were there when they first introduced the MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery.
Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50.
Gals were fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls.
You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.
You bought tidbits called beebee (20 cents per pack, 10 cents in MGS), and mamee (30 cents), that had a different sticker in it every time.
You carried a lunch box to school but either threw away the food or brought it back home again.
You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you.
Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven were probably the thickest
story books you thought you would ever read.
KFC used to be a high class restaurant that served food in plates and had metal forks and knives. (I dont remember this, anyone?)
The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'chicken pie'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien translation.
Catching and pepsi-cola was the IN thing, and twist was the
magic word.
Your English workbooks were made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow.
You came to school 15 mins before the bell every morning just so you could copy someone's homework.
CDIS was your best friend.
The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellized characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you math.
Waterbottles were slung around your neck and a must everywhere you went.
Boys loved to play soccer with small stones or tennis balls in the basketball court.
Girls played five stones and boys played with marbles.
Science was fun with the Balsam and the Angsana being the most important plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fishes.
Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, immortalized in our minds from school textbooks.
We conducted experiments of our own to get badges for being a Young Zoologist/Botanist etc.
Every Children's day and National day you either got pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or useless plastic files with 'Happy National Day 1994'.
You wore BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes.
Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.
You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school
to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.
There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday (you hated them).
Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $2 or more for pocket mone everyday.
You saw Wee Kim Wee's/Ong Teng Chong's face in the school hall.
Boys liked catching fighting spiders, earthworms or tadpoles.
Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys.
Class monitors and prefects loved to say, "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!"
You got booked for muddy shoes in class.
There were at least 40 people in one class.
You brought every single book to school, even though there was a timetable.
There was a pro-yo/bumblebee, digimon craze at some point in time
Our Very Own Creation:
JELLYBERRY CHEESECAKE!
Mother and I made this strawberry cheesecake. It's our first attempt, so the cutting doesn't look as appealing, but we're gonna make it again during the weekends, and I'll put up a nicer picture. Can't see the bottom layer? Will put up the details of the cheesecake in our next attempt.
Not that I'm trying to boast, but the cheesecake tasted YUMMYLICIOUS!
Interested in trying it for yourself? Contact me for good rates! :)
TTFN~!
JELLYBERRY CHEESECAKE!
Mother and I made this strawberry cheesecake. It's our first attempt, so the cutting doesn't look as appealing, but we're gonna make it again during the weekends, and I'll put up a nicer picture. Can't see the bottom layer? Will put up the details of the cheesecake in our next attempt.
Not that I'm trying to boast, but the cheesecake tasted YUMMYLICIOUS!
Interested in trying it for yourself? Contact me for good rates! :)
TTFN~!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
I was going home from tuition last night, and along the way, I saw children holding lanterns and playing with candles. Brought me down Memory Lane where I used to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival (commonly known as Lantern Festival when I was younger) in Clementi, Blk 604. I remember playing candles and lanterns with my sister, as well as our closest neighbours then. There was once, we created a HUGE fire at the basketball court. That was one of the most memorable MAF ever. Ever since we moved to 716, MAF wasn't as fun.
In CCK? Don't even wanna celebrate MAF. I guess the fun isn't there anymore, and probably cuz I'm aging heh.
Anyway, I finally signed up for my electric guitar lessons! Can't wait can't wait!
Of course, I'm running outta ka-ching and I really need to look for another tuition assignment. Waiting for those agencies to call me!
TTFN~!
In CCK? Don't even wanna celebrate MAF. I guess the fun isn't there anymore, and probably cuz I'm aging heh.
Anyway, I finally signed up for my electric guitar lessons! Can't wait can't wait!
Of course, I'm running outta ka-ching and I really need to look for another tuition assignment. Waiting for those agencies to call me!
TTFN~!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Nice song by the Eagles. I guess I'm in the soft-rock mood now. Eagles rock. Their songs are good. I was looking up on Hotel California, and some people rumoured that it has something to do with the Church of Satan, which led me to the Church of Satan website, which I didn't stay for long cuz it was quite scary, which led me to learn more about the CoS on Wikipedia, where I did learn something.
What bad English in the preceding paragraph..
Okay, I will be registering for electric guitar lessons tmr. Gonna learn scales and tabs! Woohoo! Then maybe someday I can form my own band and just rock away.
Okay, not a very productive day today, but I read Texts and Contexts! Only read up on New Criticism though. But there's a story behind why I read it, and the story came from the nightmare I had last night. NIGHTMARE I TELL YOU!
In my dream, I was caught in this room with a few people. The setting is like those movies where there's a psycho killer somewhere. So, as mentioned, I was in this room that seem somewhat like an office. There was a killing spree, and the people in the room were named after the methodologies I studied in HL104. I could only remember two though; 'New Criticism' and 'Deconstruction'. In short, all I remember was me running around the place with the murderer following closely. He stabbed me, and I soon found out he's 'New Criticism'. Funny, but scary nonetheless.
No joke, ok. HL104 literally gives nightmares. I think I totally screwed my abstract which I managed to finish on time.
I like the following video: Tale of Rock.
It's really cute!
TTFN~!
Monday, September 24, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
I had a taste of what life as a garang guni man is like today. IT'S DAMN TIRING AND I FELT SO SHAGGED JUST AFTER THE FIRST HALF OF COLLECTION.
Had to collect newspapers to raise funds for CAC FOC. On the brighter side, we managed to raise quite a lot of money, plus it was a good time to "exercise" and burn off some calories and train my arms =p
Besides having a feel of what garung guni-ng it like, I saw the life and death of a pigeon. It was a quite a sight. As I was keeping watch over the collected stuff, I saw on the grass a struggling pigeon. Seriously, I don't know how it dropped to the grass, coz just a few minutes before that, there was no pigeon there. So anyway, I saw its legs struggling while it tried to move its feathers. I couldn't see its head by the way. My friend came by and was so shocked by the pigeon coz she saw the pigeon actually foaming! (Great eyesight I must say, considering the size of the mouth of the pigeon). Both of us watched the helpless bird struggle for approximately 5 minutes before its final seconds. Its tail just gradually stopped shivering. RIP, pigeon.
But...
About a few moments later, a crow came and ate the dead pigeon and started ripping it apart. So much for RIP.
Dead pigeon with other oblivious pigeons happily pecking on dropped rice grains.
Dead Pigeon
Friend of dead pigeon, I suppose? Since it's the only pigeon that remained when the food were gone.
Seems like the friend is keeping watch over Dead Pigeon.
The group of wonderful and efficient Garung Guni-s!
TTFN~!
Had to collect newspapers to raise funds for CAC FOC. On the brighter side, we managed to raise quite a lot of money, plus it was a good time to "exercise" and burn off some calories and train my arms =p
Besides having a feel of what garung guni-ng it like, I saw the life and death of a pigeon. It was a quite a sight. As I was keeping watch over the collected stuff, I saw on the grass a struggling pigeon. Seriously, I don't know how it dropped to the grass, coz just a few minutes before that, there was no pigeon there. So anyway, I saw its legs struggling while it tried to move its feathers. I couldn't see its head by the way. My friend came by and was so shocked by the pigeon coz she saw the pigeon actually foaming! (Great eyesight I must say, considering the size of the mouth of the pigeon). Both of us watched the helpless bird struggle for approximately 5 minutes before its final seconds. Its tail just gradually stopped shivering. RIP, pigeon.
But...
About a few moments later, a crow came and ate the dead pigeon and started ripping it apart. So much for RIP.
Dead pigeon with other oblivious pigeons happily pecking on dropped rice grains.
Dead Pigeon
Friend of dead pigeon, I suppose? Since it's the only pigeon that remained when the food were gone.
Seems like the friend is keeping watch over Dead Pigeon.
The group of wonderful and efficient Garung Guni-s!
TTFN~!