Had a conference chat with a couple of friends. Damm funny. All were super crappy. Guess these are the good moments that i would treasure. Or rather, i have treasure it. =)
Been waiting for the pics of Marc's party. Finally got it. Wen played twister before but i am very sure that her game was fun. Cause' mine was. =)
Gotta set the record straight. Right from the start of the game, i NEVER have the favourable positions. And yes, i had a good workout but stretching like the "Elastic Gurl" in The Incredibles can certainly kill.
Be warned. Many pics ahead. Enjoy tho.
I am always stretching. Dang!
Was in this "Ultimate position" for quite long i think. Occupied the entire mat!
That was just the beginning of the game where Mel and Serene were still playing. And Mel (in blue shirt) seems to be 'crawling' around the mat.
Sadako!
Mel crawling again. Why i always stand and stretch?
Game finally ended. Someone told me that the gurls' game lasted 1 hour. Ya, i was dead.
My forfeit. Willy drew some 'love fishes' and a MacDonalds mouth. Mind you, he was using his army camo paint!
Serene with the 'Sunglasses'.
Tref. The Serial Killer.
Moustache. Willy, you're bad. But darn funny tho. Hahahahahaha. Sorry Mel.
Somehow, they reminded me so much of Ronald MacDonalds and Captain Hook.
Our 'painter' Willy got his retribution.
The gurls who got the forfeit!
That was the fun i had. My most treasured memories.
Been waiting for the pics of Marc's party. Finally got it. Wen played twister before but i am very sure that her game was fun. Cause' mine was. =)
Gotta set the record straight. Right from the start of the game, i NEVER have the favourable positions. And yes, i had a good workout but stretching like the "Elastic Gurl" in The Incredibles can certainly kill.
Be warned. Many pics ahead. Enjoy tho.
I am always stretching. Dang!
Was in this "Ultimate position" for quite long i think. Occupied the entire mat!
That was just the beginning of the game where Mel and Serene were still playing. And Mel (in blue shirt) seems to be 'crawling' around the mat.
Sadako!
Mel crawling again. Why i always stand and stretch?
Game finally ended. Someone told me that the gurls' game lasted 1 hour. Ya, i was dead.
My forfeit. Willy drew some 'love fishes' and a MacDonalds mouth. Mind you, he was using his army camo paint!
Serene with the 'Sunglasses'.
Tref. The Serial Killer.
Moustache. Willy, you're bad. But darn funny tho. Hahahahahaha. Sorry Mel.
Somehow, they reminded me so much of Ronald MacDonalds and Captain Hook.
Our 'painter' Willy got his retribution.
The gurls who got the forfeit!
That was the fun i had. My most treasured memories.
|10:50 PM|
Writer's block.
That means the writer have absolutely nothing to write about. In my case, it's blogger's block. I WAS suffering from it a moment ago. And then something struck me. I'ii just blog about 'blogger's block'.
When a blogger suffers from a 'block', there are a few things they might do.
1) Force themselves to blog something. And this often end up to be some lame entries.
2) Keep a constant lookout for interesting stuff. That is meaningless man. Go get a life!
3) Don't blog. Having just a weekly or even monthly entry. Resulting in your good friends screaming "Update leh". =p
I used to force myself to blog something out no matter what. End result: Some lame and silly entries which cause me to apologise profusely for making my friends going through the torture of reading.
Nope, not anymore. I'ii only blog when there is a need to. In addition, my blog aint frequently visited by readers as compared to XiaXue, hence, i am not accountable to them. Speaking of XiaXue, i have absolutely no idea how she managed to handle her blog fans. Seriously, i cant do it. I do read her articles every now and then. And i am amazed by the number of readers that left comments on her entries. I've read one entry which have 108 comments posted, both from her friends and strangers.
Well, that's the price of fame. But fame does subject a blogger to having fans and enemies. Usually, i am pretty neutral on such issues. I know of friends being loved by so many readers but on the other hand, receiving hate-tags and mails. That's life isn't it?
I was having a phone chat with a friend 2 nites ago. We were on the topic of blogging.
Well, this dude is prolly the FIRST male to tell me that he simply can't tolerate girls who put their barely-clothed pics online. Usually, i have guy friends telling me of their constant visits to blogs which have such pics. And again, i am neutral to this. I dont hold it against or stereotype people who put such pics. Cause i believe, we are all adults and should bear any consequences that occur.
And nope, you wont see me putting pics like those mentioned above on my bloggy. Cause,
1) I don have a good bod. People who knows me usually sees me on the chubbier side.
2) No courage to post.
3) Wont do that. Comes from a pretty conservative family.
4) I don wan the traffic.
Speaking of traffic , of course i do appreciate people reading my entries. And i certainly appreciate even more when my friends leave a comment or tag me. No doubt the number of comments and tags left behind are few, there is one consolation. People who comment are usually my friends or rather, people i knew personally. Yes, i prefer quality over quantity.
And i aint looking for fame in blogging. The blogging scene belongs to XiaXue. I wont want to be known as Madeline, the famous blogger. Prolly this might sound a little silly. But i rather be known as Madeline, the Programming Queen, or Maddie the World Biggest Animal Lover or prolly even, Maddie, the Psychotic Counsellor.
I donno. Just wanna be different. =)
|5:44 PM|
Ever resisted changes in your life?
I did but failed.
Changes are there for several reasons.They made us learn, adapt, grown up and be independent. Changes, however, also make an individual melancholic, depressed and confused. Being a rather optimistic gurl, I would chose the former.
When i was 12, i couldn't accept the fact that i was graduating from Kellock. Silently wishing that time would stop and letting me enjoy my days with my P6 Cherry gurls. Yes, my class was called 'Cherry'. =)
I aint kidding. Mel can vouch for that cause' she was in the same pri and sec as me.
I struggled with my own feelings and accept this change. Moving on to Saint Theresa's and experiencing the worst 4 years of my studying life. Fortunately, the last few months with mel, eileen, jess and cindy were good. We were peaceful.
I was 16 then.
Now that i am 19, i still couldn't really accept the fact that poly has ended. 3 whole years of tertiary education. Accompanied with unforgettable moments with friends, those lectures and tutorials, fyp presentation, thailand trips, endless hours of coding, chalets, bbqs, atrium, sandwiches and project sessions at the libraries.
If given a choice, i would turn back the clock on three occasions.
- My chalet with my t08 / 1t23 friends.
- The fyp presentation on October 2004 + A zouk outing with Emily, fang, coreen and gang. That day was pretty memorable course' Mister Goh was so drunk that he went outta' control of himself. =) And, it was also this day that i met him.
- The chalet with Yijun, Weixin, Marc, Greg and etc. Particularly enjoyed the Indian Poker part and Greg strumming the guitar, singing bout' a certain someone.
Those days were were fun. Really fun. It makes me never wanting to grow up. Yes, i found it hard to adapt to new things. I wanted things and people to remain as they were. But of course, that is not possible. Babies grow up to become adults. Old plants die to allow new ones to survive. Weather changes to suit the existing climates. Personality changes to cater to society.
Every hour, min, sec and even milisecond is a change to our life.
Well, one of my hammies died this morning. I am trying to treasure the other surviving one. Y'see, people always tells us to treasure the things around us. Who actually does that? Not many i suppose. Yes, i admit. I am guilty of this too. But i am really trying.
Hammy
In time to come, i would have to accept a new change in my life. By blogging now, i may seem prepared for it. But when that day comes, i seriously donno how i would actually behave.
|10:10 PM|
Police raid at Double-O last nite. There was also one last thurs. Goodness me. Are the crimes in Singapore getting lesser or are the police having so much free time to conduct soooooo many raids at Double-O?
But then again, i escaped the 2 raids. ^^
ANyway, i wouldn't even know when the first raid occured. I was dead-drunk.
As for the 2nd one, Sis gave me a warning call and i left, just on time. I donno if they check the age thingy yesterday. I think the legal age to enter is 21. Would prolly get into trouble if they check my ID.
Suppose to head to Mdm Wong with Sis and her friends. Was pretty excited as they have a small lil' R&B corner. But a sudden change of plans that made us head to Double-O instead. Sucks. It was the retro nite. Not that i have anything against retro. Just that retro songs are kinda slow. Hard to dance.
Met Audrey there. She was with her OB friends. Haha. Miss Audrey was the only gal there. Sis was telling me to accompany her. Her friends were fun tho. And i couldn't really remember their names actually. Prolly just the faces and yes, i do rem one guy. He lives at my block. =)
All of them knew Wen by the way. Forgot that Wen was from OB too.
The 2nd cubicle of Double-O toilet. I told ya, it's squeaky clean and white. The toilet aunty did an excellent job man. To the people who didnt know bout' the story behind this particular toilet, lemme just say this. This lurrrrvvv-ley cubicle was the one that i hugged last thurs. No worries, i DID NOT make a mess.
Oh ya, finally had my bak ku teh. My first with Sis. It was good. =))
|10:48 PM|
Hey mel, think my taggy is screwed. Cant reply you man!
Anyway, you can add me at maddie_alvin@hotmail.com
Dont send emails to this account tho. I wont check. This is just a dummy account created for msn almost 1 year back. =p
Anyway, you can add me at maddie_alvin@hotmail.com
Dont send emails to this account tho. I wont check. This is just a dummy account created for msn almost 1 year back. =p
|1:49 PM|
Saint Theresa's Convent entries would have to wait. I am plain too lazy to scan those pics in. =p
Well, dance ended at 7.30pm yesterday. It was still very early for my appointment at 8.45pm. I bought my fav Mr Bean Soya milk and sat at those stone / granite (whatever) seats at Raffles Place. Did alot of thinking. Ya, i am a thinker.
My appointment ended in just 30 mins. Fast hur?
Left for esplanade with Sis. She was accompanying me the entire nite. Seeing that i didn't eat much for dinner, she bought ice blended mocha. Well, sometimes, i just have to count on my blessings that i have a Sis around.
When people around you start changing, there is simply nothing you can do. And in such situation, i am certainly in no position to meddle. Yes, everybody controls their own lives and destiny. Somehow, somewhat, it just kinda upset me that i can no longer help them out, even as just a friend.
Look down deep -
deep inside of your mind;
an old part of you
I know you will find.
Let your inner self free;
let it run, let it ride.
Let it out, let it sing;
let it all out from the inside.
Those who really know you
miss the old you, it's true;
and for that they are sad.
They only want what's best for you.
So let yourself out;
be happy, be glad.
Don't let the past hold you
the one that was bad.
Because we do miss
that old part of you,
the one we once loved,
the one that we knew.
The world won't change.
It's sad but it's true;
but we know that you can
come back to the old you.
|1:49 PM|
Shall leave my STC Part 2 for the next entry.
Didn't exactly enjoy my Double-O trip last thursday. Those 3 tequilla shots definitely don't do me justice man!
No more. No more 3 shots. 1 is sufficient. Prolly even none. If it weren't for Wen and Vonnie, i'ii prolly still be sleeping either at Double-O's squeaky clean toilet or the sofa at the bar.
If i were to play '5,10' in future, i'ii stick to drinking housepours for 'punishment' man. Given my record for losing almost every round, at the very least, i could still leave the club in one piece. Erm, y'see, i suck at this game. =p
And yes, the '5,10' that we played last thurs had a twist. The person who loses would NOT drink. It's the person beside the loser that does the drinking. Yes, you guess it.
No one wanna stand beside yours truly! Darn. -_-
That aside. All were trivial issues. The worst incident was my fall from the podium. Trust me. Falling from the top podium and landing at the bottom one aint a good experience.
For a moment, i saw many hands.
All stretching out to hold me up. Seriously, i don remember all these that night. Yes, i think i hurt my head. I felt a bump. And i constantly suffers from dizzy-spells since friday till now.
No more Double-O for now. I am traumatised. >,<
Didn't exactly enjoy my Double-O trip last thursday. Those 3 tequilla shots definitely don't do me justice man!
No more. No more 3 shots. 1 is sufficient. Prolly even none. If it weren't for Wen and Vonnie, i'ii prolly still be sleeping either at Double-O's squeaky clean toilet or the sofa at the bar.
If i were to play '5,10' in future, i'ii stick to drinking housepours for 'punishment' man. Given my record for losing almost every round, at the very least, i could still leave the club in one piece. Erm, y'see, i suck at this game. =p
And yes, the '5,10' that we played last thurs had a twist. The person who loses would NOT drink. It's the person beside the loser that does the drinking. Yes, you guess it.
No one wanna stand beside yours truly! Darn. -_-
That aside. All were trivial issues. The worst incident was my fall from the podium. Trust me. Falling from the top podium and landing at the bottom one aint a good experience.
For a moment, i saw many hands.
All stretching out to hold me up. Seriously, i don remember all these that night. Yes, i think i hurt my head. I felt a bump. And i constantly suffers from dizzy-spells since friday till now.
No more Double-O for now. I am traumatised. >,<
|10:54 PM|
(Part 1) Saint Theresa's Convent
(Part 1) Saint Theresa's Convent
4 years at Saint Theresa's. One word. Sucks. Prolly it was bad experience during the first 2 years. Sec 3/4 was better. Well, 10 years in a girl's school. Felt like a nun outta her nunnery when i graduated.
BOys. They seemed like a new specimen for me to experiement. Okay, i think i sound like a psychotic scientist here. Haha. I cant help it. I was so shy when i first saw my poly guy friends.
Yes, i have people asking me bout' my convent gurl life. Questions ranging from decent to explicit ones. Those explicit questions were asked from an acquaintance. Sometimes, it really make you wonder what kinda things run through their sickening mind ya.
That aside. I found a very interesting caption.
'Convent girls more havoc. SCGS easier to date. RGS girls' cheers sounded like Vin Disiel younger and meaner bro.'
Wahahahahaha.
I refer the above caption to the Sunday Times dated 8 May 2005. It was hilarous tho, especially the part the colunmist wrote bout RGS girls. I donno if they really sound like that. But one thing for sure, students from all-girls schools are certainly noisier. That is a fact. I dont deny it coz i was one too. =p
Convent girls being more havoc. I donno bout this. Well, i love clubbing and drinking. Does that make me havoc? Wen also does that what, but she aint a convent gurl. =)
I remember snipping off my girly hair for a boy-cut. And the 5 of us would always gather for a group photo. Cant believe that we were already camera-whores at 15 years old. And Eileen's uncle or whoever it was, asked her if i was a boy. Dang!
FOund many pictures. Gonna upload just 3 of them for now. =p
Eileen's uncle: "Is that a boy?"
Me: -_-
My CCA juniors. Saw Mel? she still looks the same tho. =)
I was camera-shy in the past. Hate taking individual pics.
Okay, i have short hair. I wore tacky looking specs. i sat like a gorilla. I unbuttoned my blouse. I wore sports bra. So what's the problem?
I aint butch leh.
And you know what, my sec school teachers dont recognise me man. Darn.
Prolly my PE teacher might remember me as the gurl who does high-jump like Sonic the Hedgehog.
Y'see, whenever i does high-jump, i would never fail to do a backward row. A fast backward row which resembles SOnic. I didn't just suffered from dizziness. I suffered from injuries to my back too cause' very often, after that Sonic stunt, i always find myself on the floor!
Damm.
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|4:49 PM|
An acceptance from NUS.
That was the ultimate shocker. To think NUS professors accepted my bulls**t. Those craps and poo that i came up with during the interview. Was pretty sure that i flunk the interview.
Okay, i am still recovering from my shock. Contemplating.
Went for Studio Wu today. 2 classes: Street jazz and hip hop.
The instructor was teaching us how to turn like ballerinas. Damm it. I couldn't turn more than twice. The room was spinning. Duh!
Sprained my right leg. Yes, AGAIN. Kept spraining the same leg.
Double-o tmr! Wonder if i can dance with my injured leggy. Nah. I am just happy happy. =)
That was the ultimate shocker. To think NUS professors accepted my bulls**t. Those craps and poo that i came up with during the interview. Was pretty sure that i flunk the interview.
Okay, i am still recovering from my shock. Contemplating.
Went for Studio Wu today. 2 classes: Street jazz and hip hop.
The instructor was teaching us how to turn like ballerinas. Damm it. I couldn't turn more than twice. The room was spinning. Duh!
Sprained my right leg. Yes, AGAIN. Kept spraining the same leg.
Double-o tmr! Wonder if i can dance with my injured leggy. Nah. I am just happy happy. =)
|10:44 PM|
It was raining freaking hard yesterday.
Thunder.
Lightning.
I was cooking dinner. Meddling alot with the stove. It was one of those moments that i felt really terrified. Saw much lightning flashes. Felt the acceleration of my heartbeats. My speed of chopping the onions increased as well. Yes, i was truely frightened. Started learning cooking from grandma since 11 years old. Wont guarantee a scrumptious meal. But at the very least, i am able to whip up a decent dinner.
The reason of me getting all paranoid and terrified while cooking on rainy days was caused by an accident years back. It left an extremely deep impact on me.
I was living at a condomium in the past. The neighbour living opposite my unit was a newly-wed couple. Our kitchen actually faces theirs. That afternoon, it was raining. Accompanied by lightning and thunder, the scenario was exactly like yesterady's.
Deja Vu?
I was at the kitchen and there she was, cooking spaghetti. I could even smell the sauce. I remembered her stirring the pot gently. Her petite size. Shoulder-length hair. The pink t-shirt she wore. That facial expression.
I think she caught me looking at her. She suddenly turned and smiled at me. I quickly turned away and left the kitchen. Minutes later, there was an explosion. A really loud explosion.
She was 30.
I just couldn't believe it. And to think she was still smiling at me few minutes before that tragedy occur. Her husband soon moved out.
Prolly people might tell me that the explosion was not caused by lightning. But sorry, i aint taking any chances. >,<
|10:34 PM|
I was pretty t r a u m a t i z e d when sis told me that my favourite song is a techno. Aww. I even checked out the origin of it and nopee. Sonique's "It feels so good" aint techno. It belongs to the dance genre. ^^
Sorry techno fans. I just prefer Soul R&B. =)
I came home at 2.20am this morning. Was out having a chat with Wei Xin and YiJun. Talking bout' lost souls on the road. Wei Xin and i were lost at Woodlands. We ended up at Johor checkpoint. He was still asking if i wanna go Malaysia. -_-
When we were finally out of that Woodlands Maze, we got caught in another one. At Tuas. Dang! Actually i don mind the long rides. It was kinda fun. Seriously, enjoying the cool breeze along the expressway was something that i haven't experience in a long long while. I could even smell the early morning dew. =)
Met Mel yesterday. She was kinda down. Hence, bought her a flower to cheer her up. Glad that she likes them. =)
Okay, i stole this pic from her bloggy. Just plain too lazy to take the photo on my own.
Teehee~
Sorry techno fans. I just prefer Soul R&B. =)
I came home at 2.20am this morning. Was out having a chat with Wei Xin and YiJun. Talking bout' lost souls on the road. Wei Xin and i were lost at Woodlands. We ended up at Johor checkpoint. He was still asking if i wanna go Malaysia. -_-
When we were finally out of that Woodlands Maze, we got caught in another one. At Tuas. Dang! Actually i don mind the long rides. It was kinda fun. Seriously, enjoying the cool breeze along the expressway was something that i haven't experience in a long long while. I could even smell the early morning dew. =)
Met Mel yesterday. She was kinda down. Hence, bought her a flower to cheer her up. Glad that she likes them. =)
Okay, i stole this pic from her bloggy. Just plain too lazy to take the photo on my own.
Teehee~
|3:26 PM|
My newest skin is up. And no, they aint models. Sis commented that it looked like a modelling agency webby.
These girls are my darlings. People whom i mentioned alot in my entries. =)
Love ya girls.
These girls are my darlings. People whom i mentioned alot in my entries. =)
Love ya girls.
|12:14 PM|