optics lec

larry: there are, of course, some people who have perfect 20/20 vision. those lucky bastards. for the rest of us myops, we can laugh that they will need reading glasses sooner than us.

some guy at the back throws a paper aeroplane
larry: that was pathetic. if u're gonna disrupt the lecture, at least make sure the aeroplane goes more than one row.
later... guy throws another one
larry: that was much better. it covered almost 3 rows i see. would you like to practice outside, perfect the skill, get the plane to actually reach me, and go to rmit to do aeronautical engineering?

larry: so what is the much anticipated and tough to calculate f point? (the answer is obviously 0)
lecture theatre: silence.
guy who threw the aeroplanes: it wasn't me!
(btw, no one saw any aeroplane flying, not even larry. but for some weird reason this is very funny.)
larry: whatever it was, it's good to know it's not you.

bittersweet

just came back from training. went on impulse simply because almost snapped today and i knew that if i dint get to touch a vball within 24 hours i might just go mad.

and i had the time of my life. probably one of the happiness nights of my time here in australia. suddenly felt like part of a team again. suddenly felt like i could play on forever. and the girls were so sweet. like, telling me tt i have to continue playing with them even though i cant compete this year coz season's halfway through. and then complaining about their semis on saturday which starts at 10, meaning warmup at 9, meaning no breakfast for kelly. of course, alex took the cake.

alex: is that girl wearing a bra?
-everyone turns to see-
jerry: i am so not turning around.

ya but season's almost up, comp's ending in couple of weeks. maybe i'll continue playing though.

victorian national league. melbourne games. university games.

tough stuff.

oh and i might mention how obviously outclassed i was tonight. because they were all damn tall, thin, and pretty. and extremely zai. and tough. it's been a long time since i played with a team so willing to dive and kiss the floor. and my knee is scrapped and arms are very probably bruised. but i just wanna play on.

bittersweet emotions now.

yay my sis just got the nus exchange prog thing. i'd like to attribute it to my fantastic editorial and crapping skills. haha.

but tt means no sister to collect ang pows in singapore during new yr for me. blah.

haha

ok on demand, congrats to sihuan for her untrained-for triple gold! now prepare for commonwealth games so u can come visit me. i'll lend u my room=)

and ran into half a million ppl today. so weird that it takes one month for ppl to start running into each other. haha.

yay and boo

yay to ting who's finally gotten her admission letter to the uni-whose-name-and-location-i-cannot-pronounce!

boo to all the tagboards of the virtual world who just love to hang on me. maybe i'll ditch tagworld and go for chatterbox.

(oh and yay to david who's finally decided to check his email. boo to the possibility of 300 bucks disappearing from my pocket.)

again

damn i need a hug now.

very badly.

whine

my butt hurts. fell down the stairs while going to get the laundry.

whines.

ouch.

whines even more.

oops

this is the post where i attempt to (unsuccessfully) save my ass from being kicked from alot of people whose departure dates i've forgotten.

dear clar and kiat: it's not that i forgot your departure date, just that i hope you'll leave on 19th so that you'll get one more day to spend with your beloved family and friends.=) right how believeable is that...

dear clar: i killed us off coz i couldn't imagine us being such lousy and silly people at 60. in fact i cant imagine us being 60. can u imagine jiahui being 60? gosh, horror.

oh shucks i just realised we're almost 1/3 on our way to becoming 60.

dear char: i hoped that you would leave before jiahui so that she can send u off. since u want alot of people to send u off. right? besides, i know your flight details, really.

SQ322, 30 sept, 2320. see i know.

anyway, i have to do the laundry later after coming back from school. i think that's punishment enough. meanwhile, i'll go add in a few more dates into my calendar. (is it calendar or calander? my handphone accepts both spellings.)

i miss everyone

clar just told me tt there's a mini-gep gathering-cum-farewell at newton circus later. or rather, soon. probably right now. damn i wanna go. i miss everyone. hope the silly little girl remembers to help me say hi.

anw realised that many pple are leaving very soon.

Watching everyone starting their countdowns reminds me of my own. And just for this once, I’d like to go through the rituals of saying goodbye again. Of the dinners, lunches, brunches. Of days packed with 4 farewells. Of taking wawa to the park twice a day. Staring out of my window at night. Packing and packing and buying new stuff. And of saying goodbye again and over and over again and again. Including feeling this sense of ‘good riddance’ to some people that nonetheless I had to meet, be it out of courtesy, obligation, or intersecting social circles. But more often, secretly crying at having to leave many others.

It’s odd how now that the hardest part of leaving is over, I wanna go through it again. Coz really, now that I think about it, those last few days prior to leaving were so unforgettable. Did things that I always resolved to do. Made a fool of myself like never before. Said things that I never would have said if I had to face some people ever again in the near future.

Starting from the joyride, shopping with peiyi, farewell to ey, aftermath of awards ceremony, contortion stayover at lijia’s house, sentosa, karaoke, brunch, trinity pple, family dinners, steamboat at pp, drinking outside amara, walking wawa 3 times in a day, stoning at home, reading in the hours prior to leaving. And the final farewell at the airport.

Family: grandma, dad, sis, first, second and third aunts and third uncle, uncle lek, wenwen, aunt aileen; washington: char ser xh des jev ian yh cw rus roy; dsta dance ppl: jer ws andy yanjun martin liyong; others: jh, aaron, jq, Gibson, bingkun, bingwen, Christine, Fiona, daryl, xianglong; phone-in-farewell: huiwei, abin and background co wenkien, jonteh, sabrina; message-in-farewell: kiat, sy, clar, mich, shai, seeyah, chim, ting, serlee, oliv, az, aunt lina, uncle peter, aunt evon; ex-classmates: wk, dj, Claire; trinity: xq; half-of-clique: bee and steph; and not forgetting fave artiris gal chris and blur ey desk-ee joon!

Dates to remember:

15th Aug, 16th Aug, 17th Aug, 18th Aug, 23rd Aug, 18th Sept, 28rd Sept, 29th Sept, 30th Sept.

If I left your departure date out, u’re welcome to rant and rave and scream at me.

once again i realise that alot of people are leaving very soon.

extremely good news

firstly, congrats to puee, aud and mingjing for getting what they truly deserve!

discovery has finally landed! safely thankfully.

i have a two week break coming up in september!

the surfing trip's not fully booked yet!

wawa is starting to play with her new blue squeaky elephant!

the other side of my extended family may be coming to melbourne!

for now that's all the good news. but i think it's damn well enough to make anyone's day=)

happy birthday singapore!

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(that's meant to be fireworks)

guess what i found in my old camera memory card?

Shiya, the cute little Vietnamese girl who dint know what she was wearing!

Gorgeous cheongsam girl ruifen who had the guys drooling=P

Melody and whitney, models from India!

Valerielee, my fellow Japanese sushi chef=)

Peiying, taller than ruifen for once, courtesy of pink clogs!

Dingjie and abin, idiots in white, out to ruin our otherwise colourful setup.

already...

i miss my jiejie.

school

maths is evil. no calculators allowed. anyone every tried doing 3/29 X 31/8 or 0.36-1.29 mentally since j1?

i have decided that i like all aspects of studying overseas, except for the studying.