Enlarged photos for this one because Singapore is such a beautiful place, especially so today; So is my mom. For the first time in teenage-hood, I am so proud to be donned in red without feeling a tinge of embarrassment. I think I know which red army I feel more at home standing with, and it's not the one at Old Trafford. I am Singaporean, through and through :')
Sunday, August 9, 2015
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Life is a beach
Today, Lor and I went to the beach. I lied beside her while making sand roti pratas for a good fifteen minutes. People stared, but that's ok. Then the sky started rumbling, like our stomach, so we escaped from the impending downpour and retreated indoors for a snack and a shower. We decided we might as well meet our boyfriends since we couldn't get a tan anymore because that's what we always do anyway. J & S were in their uniforms and it was funny because I recalled that Lor and I once mentioned that we needed another friend with an air force regular boyfriend to complete the "set" (because J is from the navy and S is from the army). After which, J also brought me for dinner near his place where I had the best plate of hokkien mee with the best chilli ever. What a wonderful day.
Monday, August 3, 2015
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I was a naive child. When I learnt that broken families were a thing and not just fiction, I cried myself to sleep and wondered why this was even part of life. I didn't know it was possible for a child to not have seen his father for years. I didn't know it was possible that wife and husband could choose not sleep on the same bed at the end of the day.
I was a naive child, and also a very hopeful one. As I stepped further out of my perfect little world, I starting knowing more things that weren't so perfect after all. I started to see the ugly, like how people would gamble with relationships to get what they want, and like how grown-ups got better at pushing responsibilities than pushing boundaries. But I thought to myself that if I put in effort on behalf of these adults to fix things that were broken, no matter how unfortunate reality can be, then maybe, just maybe, I'll still see my happy ending.
I'm still a naive child, but this time, I've lost hope. Because this time, oblivion is easier than incapability; Not knowing the problem is easier than knowing it yet not being able to do a thing. Because this time, I think I've finally convinced myself to believe that sometimes, not every ending is meant to be a happy one.
I was a naive child, and also a very hopeful one. As I stepped further out of my perfect little world, I starting knowing more things that weren't so perfect after all. I started to see the ugly, like how people would gamble with relationships to get what they want, and like how grown-ups got better at pushing responsibilities than pushing boundaries. But I thought to myself that if I put in effort on behalf of these adults to fix things that were broken, no matter how unfortunate reality can be, then maybe, just maybe, I'll still see my happy ending.
I'm still a naive child, but this time, I've lost hope. Because this time, oblivion is easier than incapability; Not knowing the problem is easier than knowing it yet not being able to do a thing. Because this time, I think I've finally convinced myself to believe that sometimes, not every ending is meant to be a happy one.
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Life
I'm still trying to figure out how I feel about the transition back here, like how mei has moved over from the mainstream music bandwagon to All Time Low, Tonight Alive and Issues (I've taught my baby sister well), the sudden loss of privilege to roam around my room unclothed, and of course, the absence of my favourite half roasted chicken with pilau rice from Curry Mile. I thought I'd be packed to the brim here, but nope... I'm just gonna slowly stroll through the time I have here :-)
i. Malacca over a weekend with the family, for a durian buffet, of course.
i. Malacca over a weekend with the family, for a durian buffet, of course.
ii. Time off with my favourite sidekick - the only one who's always up for a game of bball or a short cycling sesh. I'm not gonna deny, I sulked and whined a lot in the first few weeks of being a military gf, but things always get better with you, my gallant soldier.
iii. Trying new things. Over July, Sha invited us for a day trip to Batam to learn how to cable-skii / wakeboard and I've gotta say it was tougher than expected. Kinda grew phobic of the sport after suffering several abrasion wounds on my thighs from the kneeboard straps :-( But I felt like the King of the world on that board going against the current, for a few seconds... I also wanted to try something new for my hair and I went for purple but it barely lasted a week before it faded into a burgundy-brown. And of course, new artsy experiments to work on my techniques.
I've also been taking daily driving lessons since I've been back and let's just say I'm a very lucky girl to have passed on my first attempt for manual!! "One shot one kill, no luck all skills." Hehehe J taught me that.
iv. Catching up with old friends. Things change eventually, but I'm glad some don't :-)
Friday, June 12, 2015
7 lessons I've learnt from studying abroad
1. If you want something, go get it.
If you want breakfast, go wake up early for it. 'Cause mommy's not there to do it for you all your life, and also 'cause the early bird always gets the century egg porridge from the dim sum stall that sells out by 10am. Also, refer to point 2.
If you want your first class, go ahead and be nerdy and get your revision done. Go for your lectures, go for your seminars, and go to the library. The difference between Poly and Uni has taught me a great deal on this. I'm a lucky girl, and I always have been. In Poly, my unmotivated and complacent self was saved by the grace of my very diligent and/or intelligent friends. I was never the best at attending lectures, so I always relied on the rest for notes. I've literally started from the bottom (GPA 2.9 in Poly year 1) and now I'm here (GPA 3.8 and director's list in my last year). It's nothing big to brag about, but I must emphasise on how the people I've known in Poly have changed my attitude towards academic work. The level of independence required from Uni comes on a whole new level, not just academically, but also because I know I'm not necessarily blessed with the same advantage as I was in Poly. I try to rely on no one else but myself and when I say that I work hard, I really do with a 'first class' target in my head. I think I'm coping fairly well.
If you want someone, man up (or should I say, woman up) and go chase after him. Because someone once told me, "Good things come to those who fight for it, not to those who wait," and I surely have waited long enough.
If you want to grow up, start learning how to be a grown-up. I think everyone's afraid of doing adult-ish things, like making an appointment with the bank, settling the bills, getting your own phone repaired, or going down to the police station alone when you actually need help. You've to do it one day anyway, so might as well learn how to do it now. Also, because you don't have a choice when you live without your parents.
2. Seven hours of sleep is all you need.
Sleep used to be my best friend until I realised how much sleep time I could've used on far more purposeful things in life. It's been a few months since I've refrained from sleeping in past 9-10am and more often than not, it's been a choice than an obligation. I've never liked the feeling of losing half my day whenever I slept in till the sun was high in the sky, plus I always feel groggy for the rest of the day from sleeping too much. I set my alarm early every morning even if I don't have a reason to wake up early for, because I could always use the spare time to defrost my meat in time for lunch, to vacuum the floor, or to watch an episode of Game of Thrones.
3. Nobody will wait for you, so catch up or suck it up and move on.
A year ago, I asked a friend how she could bear to leave everyone here to study abroad if she were in my shoes. She said so unhesitantly, that I can't expect people to walk the same path as me, nor can I expect people to wait for me. A week ago, I was so certainly eager to be home, yet just a day before I was home bound, I knew that I was more afraid than I was excited, because I knew for sure that everyone and everything has changed. And is there anything I can do about it? Nope.
4. Take a walk whenever you want to and with whoever you want to.
If there's a storm raging in your heart, take a walk. If the sun's shining and the skies are blue, take a walk. If you're feeling like a bum at home, take a walk. If you just feel like it, take a walk. It's okay to leave the house to take a walk, for whatever reason or no reason at all, and alone if you rather. There is nothing a walk can't solve.
5. Racism is real, but learn how to shake it off.
Some of us aren't very pleased with the foreign population residing in our country for various reasons, but guess what? It's the same elsewhere. Nobody likes "intruders" in their homeland, especially not when they come in and "inflate" academic standards. I've had a few occurrences of people sarcastically "ni hao"-ing me and receiving judgemental stares in the club and a honk with two middle fingers from a passing car. But guess what again? It will only affect you as much as you let it. So, shake it off and move along. And trust me, it's not intimidating at all. In fact, try replying them in proper English that we are all well equipped with and leave them speechless because they wouldn't see that coming.
6. Life does not get any clearer as you age.
I am turning 21 in four more months and I still don't know where I'm headed to. I believe I'll never really know until the day I graduate and actually start working to know what I really want, and I always tell my sisters that it's okay to not know. (I'm not the best role model huh...) If you don't know what you want, work your ass off to open up your choices in life so at least you'll be entitled to more things that you can want when it actually comes to choosing your path. I may not the most ambitious or forward-looking person, but I'm still working on finding my point of compass.
7. The importance of education.
This year, I fell in love with learning. I never truly appreciated education until I've allowed myself to be deeply involved in it, not by commitment but by sheer curiosity. It's not just the fact that I'm paying more than thirty grand a year for my tuition fees that made me realise how important education is, but the fact that education opens up so many doors to the future. I am taking a degree that's almost exact to my business studies diploma, with the same accounting / marketing / finance modules, but somehow or rather, these modules seem to pose a different level of difficulty as to when I first took them on. I don't quite think it's just because I've had prior experience and knowledge in business, but because I've allowed myself to actually understand what I'm learning this time. I claim to hate Sociology and Work Psychology because memorising citations for an essay-based paper isn't the most enjoyable thing to do, but it actually stimulates a way of thinking of how people behave according to various stimulus and how a management should react to an array of these behaviours, and it's really not that dull of a module. I think I still retain a few citations here and there in my head because some facts are so interesting, like how procrastination can be cured with self-forgiveness. (Wohl et al, 2010) I'm also oddly in love with Finance and Management Accounting, which comes as a surprise to me because I wouldn't count it as my thing. I'd like to think I'm smarter than I give myself credit for, so this time I'm giving myself a second chance.
If you want breakfast, go wake up early for it. 'Cause mommy's not there to do it for you all your life, and also 'cause the early bird always gets the century egg porridge from the dim sum stall that sells out by 10am. Also, refer to point 2.
If you want your first class, go ahead and be nerdy and get your revision done. Go for your lectures, go for your seminars, and go to the library. The difference between Poly and Uni has taught me a great deal on this. I'm a lucky girl, and I always have been. In Poly, my unmotivated and complacent self was saved by the grace of my very diligent and/or intelligent friends. I was never the best at attending lectures, so I always relied on the rest for notes. I've literally started from the bottom (GPA 2.9 in Poly year 1) and now I'm here (GPA 3.8 and director's list in my last year). It's nothing big to brag about, but I must emphasise on how the people I've known in Poly have changed my attitude towards academic work. The level of independence required from Uni comes on a whole new level, not just academically, but also because I know I'm not necessarily blessed with the same advantage as I was in Poly. I try to rely on no one else but myself and when I say that I work hard, I really do with a 'first class' target in my head. I think I'm coping fairly well.
If you want someone, man up (or should I say, woman up) and go chase after him. Because someone once told me, "Good things come to those who fight for it, not to those who wait," and I surely have waited long enough.
If you want to grow up, start learning how to be a grown-up. I think everyone's afraid of doing adult-ish things, like making an appointment with the bank, settling the bills, getting your own phone repaired, or going down to the police station alone when you actually need help. You've to do it one day anyway, so might as well learn how to do it now. Also, because you don't have a choice when you live without your parents.
2. Seven hours of sleep is all you need.
Sleep used to be my best friend until I realised how much sleep time I could've used on far more purposeful things in life. It's been a few months since I've refrained from sleeping in past 9-10am and more often than not, it's been a choice than an obligation. I've never liked the feeling of losing half my day whenever I slept in till the sun was high in the sky, plus I always feel groggy for the rest of the day from sleeping too much. I set my alarm early every morning even if I don't have a reason to wake up early for, because I could always use the spare time to defrost my meat in time for lunch, to vacuum the floor, or to watch an episode of Game of Thrones.
3. Nobody will wait for you, so catch up or suck it up and move on.
A year ago, I asked a friend how she could bear to leave everyone here to study abroad if she were in my shoes. She said so unhesitantly, that I can't expect people to walk the same path as me, nor can I expect people to wait for me. A week ago, I was so certainly eager to be home, yet just a day before I was home bound, I knew that I was more afraid than I was excited, because I knew for sure that everyone and everything has changed. And is there anything I can do about it? Nope.
4. Take a walk whenever you want to and with whoever you want to.
If there's a storm raging in your heart, take a walk. If the sun's shining and the skies are blue, take a walk. If you're feeling like a bum at home, take a walk. If you just feel like it, take a walk. It's okay to leave the house to take a walk, for whatever reason or no reason at all, and alone if you rather. There is nothing a walk can't solve.
5. Racism is real, but learn how to shake it off.
Some of us aren't very pleased with the foreign population residing in our country for various reasons, but guess what? It's the same elsewhere. Nobody likes "intruders" in their homeland, especially not when they come in and "inflate" academic standards. I've had a few occurrences of people sarcastically "ni hao"-ing me and receiving judgemental stares in the club and a honk with two middle fingers from a passing car. But guess what again? It will only affect you as much as you let it. So, shake it off and move along. And trust me, it's not intimidating at all. In fact, try replying them in proper English that we are all well equipped with and leave them speechless because they wouldn't see that coming.
6. Life does not get any clearer as you age.
I am turning 21 in four more months and I still don't know where I'm headed to. I believe I'll never really know until the day I graduate and actually start working to know what I really want, and I always tell my sisters that it's okay to not know. (I'm not the best role model huh...) If you don't know what you want, work your ass off to open up your choices in life so at least you'll be entitled to more things that you can want when it actually comes to choosing your path. I may not the most ambitious or forward-looking person, but I'm still working on finding my point of compass.
7. The importance of education.
This year, I fell in love with learning. I never truly appreciated education until I've allowed myself to be deeply involved in it, not by commitment but by sheer curiosity. It's not just the fact that I'm paying more than thirty grand a year for my tuition fees that made me realise how important education is, but the fact that education opens up so many doors to the future. I am taking a degree that's almost exact to my business studies diploma, with the same accounting / marketing / finance modules, but somehow or rather, these modules seem to pose a different level of difficulty as to when I first took them on. I don't quite think it's just because I've had prior experience and knowledge in business, but because I've allowed myself to actually understand what I'm learning this time. I claim to hate Sociology and Work Psychology because memorising citations for an essay-based paper isn't the most enjoyable thing to do, but it actually stimulates a way of thinking of how people behave according to various stimulus and how a management should react to an array of these behaviours, and it's really not that dull of a module. I think I still retain a few citations here and there in my head because some facts are so interesting, like how procrastination can be cured with self-forgiveness. (Wohl et al, 2010) I'm also oddly in love with Finance and Management Accounting, which comes as a surprise to me because I wouldn't count it as my thing. I'd like to think I'm smarter than I give myself credit for, so this time I'm giving myself a second chance.
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