of that beginning and the end

the week started off somewhat badly, in a way.
the lectures were awful to goodness.
and textbooks and Lectopia weren't helping at all.
sucks.

but hey, it's our dear Shaleen's 21st on Thurs and she's having a glam party on Friday at some Docklands bar/club.
should be a nice resounding end to the week. TGIF!!
and i can finally have fun with the girls. it's been ages!!
and i've been a very good girl, haven't gone clubbing. it's been ages too!!
can't wait for that night. am not gonna miss it for the world...
hopefully, it goes swimmingly...

if Nicholas Chai Chien Hui is reading this post, give me your Sg number leh...
and ask Sushi to give to me too!!
totally sucks la, I sms all the way from Aussieland and I get no reply from both of you NUS-ers.
omg, don't tell me you forgotten little ole' primary-schoolmate me since you have your big, glam NUS peeps. lols.
i'm waiting....

hello.
the weekend was all good.
started off the TGIF with a good solid 4-hour-long dose of pure japanese anime at uni.
it was the annual Geek Film Fest and Friday night was Anime Night for geeks campuswide.
totally *hearts* Laputa and Mermaid Saga.
and and and... i met Kiki, who was as wonderful and talk-eable as before.
it was great to see that girl again.

then Saturday came and went with a visit to Crown and Ikea for some meatball fun.
and olympics awesomeness.

and Sunday was same old, same old.
Supre was having massive sales btw.
will need to spend time rifting through the racks someday.

of perspectives

all this while,
i've been enamoured by the olympics opening ceremony and the floating torch-bearer.
and
i've been preoccupied by the quiz tomorrow.

and on the other side of the world,
2 countries and 2 separatist governments are at war.
all in the name of souverignity.
and still, no peace corridor has been extended by the leaders yet.
leaving the wounded and journalists trapped in basements, ruins and most horrifyingly, a near-collapse hospital.

and as usual,
it puts life to perspective.

the olympics doesn't hold the usual glamour and anticipation for me now.
it seems more of a facade for politicians to mingle and put on their best peace-keeping faces.
and it takes attention away from every other world crisis.
while Aussie tv has been showing images of Steph Rice breaking the world record, nothing has been said about the South Ossetia war, other than a few passing sentences on the 6pm news.

and tomorrow, more images of olympic winnings will be shown on TV
and
we will be having panic attacks at a test that has only 16 MCQs
and
we will obsess over every little detail of neuroanatomy.

such perspectives.

of random phrases

phrase of the day:
"chou2 mei2 ku2 lian3-ing"

statement of the day:
" i swear i won't go havoc-ing."

statement of yesterday:
"i bruise like a to-mah-toe."

understatement of the day before yesterday:
"i have all four books, you know."
"duh."

overstatement of the day before yesterday:
"i have twelve books of the four books."
"haha. very funny."

and the boys had a wonderful beginning to their futsal journey.
it's a 4-2 glorious result.
and a pretty crappy cramp came out of that which scared the hell out of me. lols.

and after so long, today, we all got together for lunch and bridge.
and it was wonderful.
truly.
it's the small things that matter.
outisders see the big picture.
but sometimes, all you need is a little perspective and the small details that delight the soul.

of songs

i need quirky songs now as i am buried, literally suffocating under the load of work i have to do.

Baby's Romance by Chris Garneau is on repeat right now.

The baby's sleeping in the crib up top
And baby's sleeping above you
You will lift him to the parking lot
Your car is waiting there for you
Your car is waiting there for you

I would like to see a little more propriety,
Cooperate with me and answer me
Without a plea.

I know now, I know now,
I know now, I'm gonna tell on you.
I know now, I know now,
I know now, I'm never gonna tell on you.

The whiskey's waiting on the firetop,
The baby's going to drink too.
The lady's got no clothes she's at the shop.
But if she'd knew then she'd kill you.
The bugs are out cause they come out at night,
Usually they just bite our hands.
Cause normally we have clothes on without a fight,
But now fighting's a part of baby's romance.
But now fighting's a part of baby's romance.

I would like to see a little more propriety,
Cooperate with me and answer me
Without a plea.

been trying to figure out what this song really means.
or maybe, it's just the fact that it's so all over the place that appeals to me.
because my mind certainly is all over the damn place.

as if i can remember this...
On Old Olympus' Towering Tops A Finn And German Viewed Some Hops

this is much better:
Ohh, Ohh, Oh, To Touch And Feel Very Good Velvet, AH

and this is just plain... *speechless*
Oh Oh Oh To Touch And Feel A Girls Vagina And Hymen

of dirty mnemonics and rainbows

just that day, i saw a double rainbow!
just the prettiest things.

and i must learn the dermatome dance one day from YouTube.
coz learning the damn spinal segments is no fun, thank you very much.
and i just heard the dirtiest mnemonic from my PBL classmate that day.
he claims that you will never ever forget the sequence of the cranial nerves ever, ever, ever again!!

even now, i'm just too embarassed to tell the girls about it. lols.
something about a virgin and the V word and the H word.
but hey, if it helps you remember, my dear PBL mate, go ahead then.
lols.

of books and madness

Mel has the latest and lastest book of the Steph Meyer's vampire saga in her hands right now.
well, metaphorically in her hands.
because the med nerd in her chose to relinquish and banish the book to a far-off place just this evening.
because the med nerd in her knows the book-crazed nerd in her and knows that the book-crazed nerd will spend the entire night trying to finish the 730++page book and abandon her revision for her upcoming test.

*damn that med nerd in her!!*

*stupid, stupid conscience!!*

anyways, i''m not looking forward to the movie adaptation of it.
i've pretty much condemned any movie adaptaion of any literature.
the exceptions being LOTR (the books took me sooo long to finish that i nearly went crazy!!) and the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice with Colin Firth in it (I've always had a thing for him, ever since i saw him in that series... *swoons*).
and i took a peek at the Twilight movie trailer on YouTube...

and omg...
it looked boring!!!
Edward was played by this dude who did Cedric Diggory in Harry Potter and he looked terrible!!
and Bella... was well, un-extraordinary...
i've always pictured with her as a strong, exotic, incredible, different kinda beauty.
but in the movie, she was just so... blah.

owells, i still have Breaking Dawn to look forward to!! yayness...

of quirkiness

quite the quirky song...

The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move,
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,
Some try to hand me money they don't understand,
I'm not... broke I'm just a broken hearted man,
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,
How can I move on when I've been in love with you...

Cos if one day you wake up and find that your missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

i'm in another phase now.
the quirky-songs phase.
so what's new??

and i just had the most satisfying Sunday afternoon with a book. i'm almost embarassed to admit this but i have sorta kinda a thing for John Constantine ever since i devoured the Hellblazer comics and watched that kick-ass movie.
and on my weekly Safeway trip, i felt this pull to Borders and in i went and got the paperback adaptation for Constantine and proceeded to finish it in 3 hours straight.
it was an awesome book.
it's the whole tortured, cynical, chain-smoking, saving-the-world-in-his-own-kick-ass-way, anti-hero complex that I'm drawn to. *swoons*
oh and not to mention, the very cool fight occult elements in it.

2 things i can't wait for in this coming week:

the Beijing olympics 3-hour long opening ceromony choreographed by the famed Zhang Yimou (equivalent to the hype of a nation showing the entire world what they are capable of)

and

the 4th and final book of Steph Meyer's vampire saga, Breaking Dawn (equivalent to the release last book of Harry Potter, in young female adult fiction world)