London Calling Pt 1
Hello my lovelies, I’m now in London, have been since Tuesday, will be until Thursday next.
It was supposed to be a nice week of alternating between shopping and studying and just a bit of resting but no, it hasn’t been like that. It’s been lots of resting, a little shopping and no studying! So yes I suspect my exams are doomed to fall below expectations yet again.
Well. At least I got myself a really gorgeous top. 
We had a wild crazy time at Thorpe Park yesterday – Alex, me, and the LSE Passfielders. Alright, not so much for me, I didn’t take Stealth, the 8-storey 90-degree rollercoaster so I can’t speak that much for myself, but the brave men – Alex, Jem and Junkai did. The ladies’ club – Chern Wei (who is a boy, by the way), Sara and I went to walk about for a bit instead. But I did about 4 other rides; one of which had a free-fall drop and seriously WHY do people like doing these things to themselves? I swear when I was up there my only thought was “so this is how it feels right before you jump off a building”. And when we whooshed to the bottom I felt my cheeks being pushed up by the wind and really not a very nice feeling, I tell you – I couldn’t even scream!
Funny story – at one point on my scariest ride of the day, my glasses nearly fell off when we were spiralling on the corkscrew part of the ride. And I had to take my hands off the bars and remove my glasses and hold on to them.
Jeez. What a geek. Hahaha.
Rollercoasters are no fun. Really. I think my heart stops everytime we take a dip.
Aside from that – guess what Alex won me!
A South Park Kyle soft toy From one of those game booths!!
Kyle!
Okay I took that off the internet because I didn’t take a photo with it (I thought i did grr) but it looks exactly like that.
Tidal Wave: When the Car Lands
Stealth, and the Brave Men who Took the Leap
Chern Wei and the Banana
But to be fair – lookie here what Chern Wei got to bring home XD
I'm So Damn Tall
Group Picture!
Next week I’m off to Blackpool and oh dear not another theme park :S
Hope I’ll have enough guts left over for that!
What to Look Forward to
Today I had an epiphany about my life.
I won’t tell you what it is but a consequence was the sudden realisation that recently, especially towards the end of term, my life has become very frivolous and disgusting void of any shred of meaning.
The start of holidays is always a killjoy. The first few days are fine because you happily float along under the impression that time is aplenty. And then after a few days you realise oh shit you have to leave campus in a few days and you just lost precious days doing nothing and waking up at odd hours when you could have been tending to a lot of things you have yet to settle or doing something that actually makes a difference.
Like reading the book I’ve been wanting to read for ages. The Colour Purple.
Like planning a proper birthday gift for my boyfriend.
Or like, finishing my postcard-writing.
Or catching up on world news.
It doesn’t sound like much, is it? But it actually is. If I’ve done all that I’d be feeling a whole lot better about myself. I don’t really know how to explain this but I think what makes a good life are the little things, you know? Like doing something to make people happy, or to learn something new even if it’s only about yourself.
So I decided to make a list of what’s coming for me to make myself feel better. You know just so I can sort convince myself life isn’t the hollow little shell it seems to be right now.
1. Charity Night performance x 2 -yet to practise.
2. Singapore Seniors’ Farewell performance x 3 -yet to plan one. oh crap.
3. ‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore vocal ensemble
4. London
5. Dorset
6. Scotland
7. Blackpool
8. Practices for #1 and #2 at the end of Easter
9. Exams
10. Loads of studying
11. Upcoming holiday with parents and bro
12. Cornwall tour with the chamber choir in summer
To-do list:
1. Read the Colour Purple
2. Read Travels in the Scriptorium
3. Regain my intellect
4. Catch up with all my modules oh fuck.
5. Send out postcards
6. Practise guitar and master a song by the end of Easter
Actually I don’t feel any better so I shall just stop here and go collect my laundry and then start on #1
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Plodding On Like No Tomorrow
It’s been a while, hasn’t it? But some things don’t change, like my long-held tradition of blogging at the most unsuitable and oddest hours. Like now. It’s ten to eight in the morning, and I haven’t had a wink of sleep the entire night.
But, of course, I’m blogging.
The last time I wrote anything here I was hoping for snow. This time around I’m revelling in the daffodils and bluebells that have taken to sprouting in random clumps around campus. Such a joy to look at! But in spite of all excitement in anticipating a new season that it scares me how time kind of teleported past me in an instant without my noticing.
So many things have happened. So many things have changed! People and feelings. Discoveries and reflections. Dawning realisations that many times you can’t keep who and what you love close to you forever. It’s impossible to capture all these things and its elements of love and joy and sorrow, of highs and lows, in a single composition, yet there is never time to sit and write about every single moment you want to treasure or remember. Or sometimes it is simply too much energy to muster. Occasionally I get the feeling that I haven’t been blogging lately because I’m a bit afraid to reflect upon what I’ve become of late. Being a person is like managing a bank account. If you lose control, you accumulate expenses (or guilt trips) and at the end of it, all you want to do is crumple the bank statement, toss it in the bin, pretend nothing ever happened and wish you could wipe the slate clean and start afresh.
Yes, I confess I have chalked up sky-high expenses, and there is nothing I’d like better to do than tear my bank statement into pieces and burn it all up like how Jenny in Gossip Girl got her precious dresses set on fire.
Despite all the gloom and doom, the easter holidays look to be exciting! Although I really literally am going to be accumulating expenses like nobody’s business thanks to the travel plans in line. A week in London, two days in Blackpool, five days in Edinburgh, and three in Weymouth, Dorset – I must, by hook or by crook, find my way to Chesil Beach. If I don’t I won’t ever forgive myself. But isn’t it all so exciting?? I can’t wait! Chesil Beach is on my life itinerary and I can’t believe I’m actually going to go there in a few weeks!
I’m slightly envious of all the other people who are going to Europe and hence get to stamp their passports a few times this Easter. But then again, I shouldn’t succumb to what I shall call the “Resident Complex”. When you’re a resident of a place, you’re TOO familiar with it that you take everything within the place for granted. You don’t stop to smell the flowers! You keep thinking of all the wonders you want to see outside the boundaries of that place when in fact all the best things of all might be right where you are.
All the people who’ve visited Malacca (where I’m from) keep regaling me with tales of the fantastic Malaccan Chicken Rice Balls (I know, it sounds like such a delight, doesn’t it???? hahaha) when I’ve only eaten that I think once in my life (and truth be told I don’t really care to eat it again). Learning from that lesson, I’m not going to study in England and the UK without experiencing most, if not all, of the Chicken Rice Balls that England or the UK can offer before making any grand plans to traverse the whole of Europe.
So there.
Holidays aside, the post-holiday term’s got some excitement in store too! I’ll be singing in a 8-10-person vocal ensemble for the chorus of a play- ‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore’ and it really looks like it’s going to be good fun, from how the repertoire was described (from hymns to jazz to blues to Louis Armstrong or something like that). Also there are the Malaysian and Singaporean-organised events coming up where I’ll be performing solos and yes that will be really really exciting.
Daunting. Just a bit.
But exciting all the same I can’t wait!
I’ve been cooking and baking quite a bit lately as well, and I really like it. Remember my attempts at domestication after my A-levels? Now I’m making good use of it 
I think that’s about all the interesting things I have to say. Of course, some other really boring and insignificant things happened as well, like how I flunked a test and an essay, but who really cares to listen to these kind of things!
P.s. If you’re in Singapore and Malaysia and you know I love you that much, wait for a postcard!
P.p.s. Some pictures to keep you entertained:
If You Can't Afford It, Pose with It.
Daffodils and Us
I'd Rather Not Explain
On Top of the World...or London
I Swear We're Not Like That in Real Life
Mirror, Mirror
