Pat and I were worried about antiperspirants causing breast cancer, since Pat just bought a Dove antiperspirant (which smells great, by the way). So I rummaged around the net, and found this link which answers most questions: http://www.cancer.gov/cancertopics/factsheet/risk/ap-deo The bottom line, though, that studies are inconclusive as to whether antiperspirants actually cause breast cancer, even though there is a correlation. So... I guess I'll just keep on using 'em. Until the doctor tells me differently, or I die. Hahah, what a way to end a paragraph.

Shopped with Pat just now round Paragon. Of course unemployed me didn't buy anything besides food (which included very, very scrumptious macaroons from canele), while Pat was the shopper. They took down James' (Cam Gigandet) face from the Gap store! I guess even now Gap's affected by recession, such that they can't afford to hire him and Jennifer Hudson as spokesmodels. Ah such waste!

And now I'm going to sleep. Because I finally have work to do tomorrow, which could have been done at the office, but luckily my boss is kind enough to let me do the work at home. Thank goodness. Because I really don't like sitting in an office unless friends are there. And I get free drinks. Which I highly doubt there'll be at this particular office. And no need for work clothes! Yippee! Hahaha.

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We're all used to seeing Sylar as the bad guy right? I mean, Zachary Quinto seems to portray the evillest sexiest bad guy that I've ever seen on television. And he did play another evil warlock on Charmed ages ago (which is hilarious because he was so totally pwned by a group of cats that swarmed over him). As it turns out though, that's not all that's on Sylar's repertoire. I found out he's played good guys too! This shouldn't have been a surprise considering that Zachary is an actor, i.e. he is supposed to be able to act "good" as well. But I'm so used to Sylar the evil guy that it's amazing when Zachary plays nice!

Take for example, an episode in Crossing Jordan, wherein he plays this guy who finds out his parents weren't his biological ones. He was innocent in that one.

How about that episode of Touched By An Angel where he plays a loving son who's trying to find his missing dad. Cue the "Awwws!" Did I mention that he actually trimmed his eyebrows in this episode?

But the best "good" character he's played has to be that of "God" itself, in Joan Of Arcadia where he was one of the so-called "personas" through which God spoke to Joan. Kinda weird.

Something that's probably totally unexpected is Sylar as a gay director, in Lizzie Maguire. He's so funny! And he gets scolded by LIzzie's younger brother, too.


Good guy Sylar won't be too uncommon though, because Zachary's the new Mr. Spock on the new Star Trek movie! Sure he'll look alien-ugly, but he's still Sylar... right?

Zachary Quinto/ Sylar/ Spock

I did do something today, other than watch/ read up on Sylar. My cousins returned to Melbourne today... in the middle of a heatwave. God bless them. We sent them off at the airport, and decided to get some chow at 10.45 at Popeye's (yum!) before taking #858 back to Woodlands. And now I'm here at 4 am after watching tennis and American Idol and shizz.

Good night ya'll.
And good luck to Borge and Keed who are already in army! Haha.

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did i mention the chalet was super fun?
haha
thought i'd go feeling depressed and all, but turns out my willpower was strong enough to turn my mood around
cycling a few times, karaoke-ing the whole day and night, barbeque food- all great
but the best part was when 6 of us girl cousins went out near midnight to changi airport's swensen's for an ice-cream treat- in a beemer!
haha it wasn't any of ours - my aunt's, in fact, but it felt liberating all the same
i had to contribute $17 to the cause, but waddaheck

got back on monday morning at 2 am
and later that day went out with my sis, mum, aunt and an ustazah (female religious teacher)
to go look for the eclipse
we thought we'd missed it while having lunch after the "esq" "meeting"
but it was there all along
i knew the sun looked little weird... i just didn't guess it was the eclipse
gosh i'm so blur!
(okay, i'm not so certain many will understand what i've just typed, but today's my lazy-post day, so i'm not up to explaining)

and tuesday was exceptionally fun!
my girl cousins and i (this time from my dad's side of the family) went to this cafe called the minds cafe on prinsep street, where you pay to play the hundreds of board games they have
and on tuesdays is happy hour where you pay $5 for games and unlimited free flow of drinks
doesn't apply on public holidays though, unfortunately for us
but it was fun (have i said that already?)!
there's this one game in particular called Quelf, that gets people to do all kinds of crazy fun things
which produced oodles of laughter

Amai, Me, and Diyanah

All six of us: Kak Mas, Nadhirah, Siti, Sabrina, Afiah, Amalina, Me, Diyanah

The only bad thing was the gst, which totalled up to $10 from the $61 we were supposed to pay
(??? so much?!)

And then it was back to our grandmother's place for some family meeting and gathering...

Today was gym day!
Pat and I went around causeway point first to buy some things, even though our bad karma made it harder... and i know who to blame! grr
then we met Dan at lot 1 to go to the cck gym

light-headed and legs trembling just barely, we had a long john's lunch
and went home...

so that was the past few days in a nutshell
end of my lazy-post ;)

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p.s. just fyi last year's a-level results were collected on the 7th of march. will this year be earlier?

I feel such huge disappointment in a few of the people in my life. I'd thought we were past that age to be acting petty and jealous and all, but looks like they were not.

Well, I'm off to my family's chalet. Hopefully by the time this is over I'll have stopped feeling betrayed and disillusioned, and can forgive them. Hopefully.

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Deliberate omission. How obvious can it get?

One last thing:

I can't believe Sylar dies in the last episode of Heroes Season 3!!!
He's by far my most favourite character!!!



One of the reasons is that he is an evil not-bad-looking guy with a complex personality.
The other reason? He resembles Cesc Fabregas! (Or the other way round)

Cesc and Sylar (Played by Zachary Quinto)

Cesc in a black suit...

...looks like Sylar in a black suit!

Now do you see the resemblance? And Sylar speaks English better than Fabregas, too. Though he's not as nice or cute. Hmm.

R.I.P. Sylar

I don't think they'll just end his story like that, though. Mark my words, he'll be back!

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I haven't really been online in what seems like a very very very long time. I've been rather preoccupied with other more interesting things. Why don't I start with last Thursday?

== Thursday ==

Thursday was the day two of my cousins who are visiting from Ozzieland stayed over at my place, as well as the day Pat and I went cycling at East Coast (again, I know haha). I'm sure I don't have to reiterate which sport is the world's greatest, so I'll just skip that part. It was fun as usual, and we cycled uphill that time, so we got more of a work-out.

Then I got a lift from Pat to Eunos Station in her cab as she was heading to Paragon, so I could get to my grandparents' place. I hung out with my two cousins Siti and Amalina while waiting for my parents to fetch us, and together got hooked on the sci-fi series Kyle XY. I swear, this is the funniest sci-fi show I've watched in a long time, only because Kyle, this inexperienced super-human, has no memory even though he's really smart, and his learning journey in the outside world reveals so much humour in the little things we take so seriously everyday. I used to think the show was silly, only because I thought Kyle looked weird. But he seems acceptable now that I know why he's weird. Haha.

We had dinner at PIzzahut, shopped at Cold Storage for a while, amd watched American Idol and a movie or two into the night. Then it was bedtime.

== Friday ==

My sister took an MC on this day. How coincidental and fortuitous (I remember how much the K loved using this word on us) that she became free to hang out with us on this day! We just lazed around in the morning: watched a movie (Yes, another one! You'd be surprised how many movies we watched before the end of their stay!), lunch at the KFC across the road, and then accompanying the sick invalid to the polyclinic for an MC. We spent the rest of the afternoon doing god-knows-what (really, I don't remember), and then it was off to the Singapore Night Safari at 7.30! Finally! 18 years in Singapore, and only now do I get to experience this tourist trap! At $32 per pop, it's expensive, but still fun. We took a tram ride, and waved at passing employees, before ending our visit at the animal show which was a bagful of laughter. You gotta love them otters! Dinner was at Woodlands Old Town, before another round of movies and then sleepytime.

== Saturday ==

Another lazy morning, watching American Mall in the morning before even showering, and by the time we did, it was lunchtime. We had spaghetti, yumm, and then we went to Plaza Singapura to watch the Haunting of Molly Hartley. It was an okay horror film, with cheap tricks to shock people, like a crow flying by suddenly, but I did scream once. A low, barely audible scream, but a scream nonetheless. Time waiting for my parents to pick us up was spent exploring Spotlight and "Made with love", that scrapbooking store, where we bought knitting materials and buttons and ribbons and stamps. It's so much fun to waste money! Hahaha. The rest of the night was spent teaching Siti how to knit and watching yet another movie (8 Mile, this time).

Shite, I fell asleep before my Arsenal match began! And they won 3-1 this time round, too! Shite luck...

== Sunday ==

Yup, you guessed it, a lazy morning. We watched episodes of Kyle XY online at projectfree.tv, which is a superbly simple website to use, I wonder how I never found it before Amai introduced it to me. My cousins had to return to my grandparents' house though, and the whole extended family congregated there just because. No reason.

== Monday ==

My first real free morning, which seemed nonexistent to me because I woke up at the ungodly hour of 1 pm only because I had nothing else to do. I spent the rest of the day doing nothing productive, and instead watched Kyle XY on the internet. That's all worth typing.

== Tuesday ==
I went with Pat to East Coast again, for a nice walk on the literally abandoned beachfront. The sky was blue, sun blazing, sea gently lapping a turqouise memory on the dazzlingly pearl white sand... (my bad attempt at poetic words) It really looked like we were on a beach in Bali or some other beach paradise, considering ow clean and perfect the beach looked. We walked all the way to the East Coast Food Centre, where there were sandcastles built nearby. Not all were finished, but the ones already in existence made for beautiful shots.


We had a roam around PP (Parkway Parade, for the uninitiated), trying to decide what to eat, before settling on Burger King. Pat left for work not long after, while I went back home to iron clothes for money, being the money-grubbing bum I am.

== Wednesday ==

Bugis-trawling with my two cousins again, while everyone else is at school. We reached Bugis around 11, so not all stalls at Bugis Street were open. But the lack of a crowd meant that we were okay with that. We walked to OG, mainly for the air-conditioning, and excitedly went up to the toys section. We spent about half an hour, all of us in our teens (although they look young, my cousins) sitting at this tiny table fiddling with Lego pieces. I built a house! Yess! Pwnage! And it would look exactly like the picture on the box if not for the lack of blue pieces. Darn.

Playing silly games at the arcade while everyone else is in school is mega fun! We played the basketball game, and car racing, and Super Mario racing, and failed at something like Guitar Hero because the machine was wonky. Lunch was my parents treat, when they picked us up at Bugis Junction and drove us over to Mustafa Centre where we had Indian cuisine and a romp around the department store. Then they drove us back to Bugis so we could catch my fourth viewing of Twilight. My cousin offered to pay for my ticket, which was why I went. I swear! Four times is more than enough, let me tell you. I felt restless because I knew the lines and what was going to happen. The fun was only at laughing at the acting and the music (by R.Pat, of course) and the cheesy lines. Best of all was spotting the goofs, like Emmett chewing! That is so funny!

We were having dessert at Macdonald's, when I spotted two familiar heads across the square at Starbucks. Lo and behold it was Rachel and Jeremy! I had a little chat with them before returning to my cousins, but they remind me of the one reason I miss SAJC: the people (some anyways).

== Thursday == /Today

I had to wake up early again today, because my cousins' family nicely invited me along to Johor. Again, the reiteration that doing anything outdoors on a school morning is fun because nobody's around! Three shopping malls in one day, Baskin' Robbins ice-cream treat, and we watched Inkheart which was a nice family fantasy movie. Lunch was Nando's Chicken, which was super mega tasty because I ordered the Extra Hot flavours. But I didn't sweat. How disappointing.
We came back to my place bearing doughnuts and Secret Recipe cakes, and then they went home. (I got myself a Maybelline smooth shadow pencil in gold, which looks cool! Now, if only I could find white eye liner...)

So that has been the week in the longest brief recap I've ever typed. I feel awfully guilty for not working, and pledge to find a night-shift part-time job starting next week. This week, though, belongs to family, cos I'll be spending time almost everyday with them until Monday.

I hope I'll see my other friends soon though! Good night!
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p.s. long overdue pictures of Pat and I when we watched Twilight for what was supposed to be my third and last time.

Edward and me!

to reflect the state of structureless-ness of my life nowadays, i shall revert back to type
and type without proper paragraphing or punctuation
yeah

i even keep forgetting what day today is!
because i don't know what day tomorrow is
or what yesterday was
or even the day before that
so is today wednesday or tuesday ?

today - whatever it may be - i woke up at an ungodly hour of 8 am
seriously
i hardly ever do that except to go cycling (the world's greatest sport!)
went to hdb hub with my apparently very free parents to sign some form
so the house is bedok will be ours in 4 weeks!

lunch at delifrance
and then it was off to the contractors' office to view showrooms and discuss the renovations to be done
not much; budget constraints y'know

then off to the bedok house to look things over with the contractors
(which included the very nice lady boss who's actually very young
imagine being a boss at only 20 - 30 years!
and she wants to retire by the time she's 45!)
it was so much fun!
only because i like listening to people plan things and discuss design and stuff
sadly enough, my room won't be having any a/c
and i still have to share a room with my bro
oh, self-sacrificial lamb that i am!

at 7: twilight-ing for the final time ever... at least at the cinema
with pat
i can't promise we won't buy the dvd and then watch it everyday
but not for the usual reasons
really, we found the movie funnier and funnier with every view!

"say it - out loud" "vampire" "are you afraid?" *shudders* "no"
"ask the most basic question: what do we eat?"
"you're beautiful" "this is the skin of a killer!"
"i am the world's most dangerous predator. everything is designed to draw you in - my voice, my face, even my smell"
"as if you could outrun me! as if you could fight me off!"
"i've killed people before" "i don't care"
"so the lion fell in love with the lamb"
"is she even italian?" "her name's bella"
"you brought a snaaaacccckkk!"
"you are my life now"
"tell him to avenge you. tell him!"

okay, so maybe not all the lines are exactly the same as in the movie
but they're all so hilarious!
and mostly very lame and hyperbolic

i've always thought that taylor laudner a.k.a. jacob black couldn't act
but i just truly realised that robert pattionson is an awkward actor too
especially in the reveal scene
and the car scene
and just about every other scene in which he isn't smiling cheekily or dazzlingly
i guess there's just no such thing as perfect, huh?

but i really like charlie's character
and his acting is perfecto, totally apt for this character
love him!

i really really really can't wait to see what the next director has to contribute to this series
can't wait!
really!

good night!
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I went cycling again today! This time with Pat and Dan, the fellow 966-ers. It is and forever will be rated in the tops of my favourite-things-to-do list. Cycling cycling cycling... again on Thursday!

I'm only worried that at the end of all this my butt will be bigger than the rest of my body since I'm working my thighs while resting my fat bottom. Please let that not happen!

Dan and I went Art Friend afterwards so that she could get her shrink paper... which I decided to get too! Just to try. I haven't dared to yet, though. It all sounds so terribly complicated to bake at 180 degrees, until it stops moving, and then putting it against a smooth object so it doesn't become rough... Soon, though. Soon! Because I'm jobless anyway, so I've got nothing better to do.

Speaking of having nothing to do, I decided to search the lyrics to the R.Patz song "Let me sign", and found out that RPattz adapted the first part of the song from somebody else's song. The original lyrics are below:

Let me Sign written by Marcus Foster and Bobby Long

She was standing there by the broken tree
Her hands were all twisted she was pointing at me
I was ****ed by the light coming out of her eyes
She spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky
She said ' Come on over to the bitter shade,
I will wrap you in my arms and you'll know you've been saved'
Let me sign, let me sign, can't fight the devil so just let me sign.

I was out for a drink in a soho bar
The air was smoked out liked a cheap cigar
She rose out of her seat like a painted ghost
She was the woman that I wanted the most
As she reached for my arm I gave her my hand
I said 'Lay me down easy let me understand'
Let me sign, let sign, can't fight the devil so just let me sign.

As I walked through the door she was still in my head
As I entered the room she was laid there in bed
She reached out for me all twisted in black
I was on my way down, never coming back
let me sign, let me sign, can't fight the devil so just let me sign.
let me sign, let me sign, can't fight the devil so just let me sign.

*****

But I do love R.Patz's version when he sings "I will wrap you in my arms..." It's one of the few discernible parts of the song lol.

I'm thinking of watching a movie alone this week... but which one? Pat and I are watching Twilight again soon! One LAST time (=

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p.s. London is such an exciting prospect! I'm praying for it to materialize for all of us!

I learned two things today: 1. I'm not not cut out for cashiering. 2. Yes Man is a fabulous movie.

I helped out at my grand-daddy's bookstore today, while the men went out for Friday prayers. I got darned nervous everytime anyone asks me where something is, because I don't freaking know! There doesn't seem to be a discernible system of book organisation in the store, and religious authors' names don't strike a chord with me at all. So for 3 hours, I had to keep apologising to customers and telling them that the shopkeeper wasn't back yet. It was an okay experience, I guess, considering that I gave nobody the wrong change or bill (although I almost charged $1390 for a $13.90 item. The horror!). But all this was useful in crossing off another potential occupation: cashiering.

I left at 4 to head to Orchard on bus 7 (yay for buses!) to buy the tickets first for the Yes Man 7.10 show, before going up to Kinokuniya to browse through Arsenal mag and buy a book to make me happy. I'd thought of buying The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, but I realised that I could read it online since it wasn't too long at all. (The link is here!) Then I thought of buying The Kissing Gates, which seemed to be an interesting wartime romance. In the end though, I ended up buying The Mammoth Book of Vampire Romance, if only because I managed to coerce my sister into paying for the whole book so (ha!) I'm reading it for free.

Really, Stephenie Meyer managed to incite me and my sister into a vampire romance frenzy. First I buy two volumes of L. J. Smith's Night World Series (which I just absolutely love!), and now this? What next? Buffy The Vampire Slayer (even though the only likeable character was Spike)?!

Pat and I did make it into the theater before the movie started, even despite pausing at Mac's to buy us some meals. I got curly fries!! Yes Man totally rocks! It had good actors, and had deep, meaningful lessons interweaved into the main storyline. But who cares about that? All that matters is that it was funny! Even (or especially) with Jim Carrey's trademark over-the-top humour. I agree with Pat in that it was a good way to start weaning ourselves off watching Twilight again and again. But we're going to watch it (for the last time, I feel obliged to add!) next week. A sort of... farewell gathering, if you will. Hahaha.

Pat and I each took a picture with Edward's huge poster at the cinema afterwards, making a fool of ourselves in the process. But who cares? For just one second, it was just me and Edward alone, isolated in our own sweet lullaby-infused cocoon, a moment which was immortalised in 2-D by way of a camera-phone... hahaha. And then we made bigger fools of ourselves when we took five minutes to snap a timed picture in Orchard MRT station, in order to capture us against a backdrop of electronically-produced image of trees. The picture came out nicely though (: yayness!

I should go to sleep soon. I don't feel like doing that, though. Oh yeah, I'm going cycling again on Sunday! Cycling is the world's most fantastic sport!

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Today, at 1.30 a.m. in the morning, I shall ponder two of life's greatest mysteries.

Runner-up to MYSTERY OF OUR EXISTENCE: PMS. I know that chemicals in our brain incite certain emotions and stuff, and PMS is supposed to be (if I'm not mistaken) one such chemical reaction that makes women emotional and irrational. My mystery is: why??! As in, why us? Why women? Is there some natural survivalist reason that God made us women irrational at certain times of the month? Does this supposedly equip us with tools to survive better?

I'm imagining (since women that do not PMS do not ovulate) that PMS allows us to take better care of our eggs and all, because we go crazy when we PMS, and so dastardly males and other females who may have been planning to attack us become frightened into staying far, far away from us crazy people. They know we'll do something unpredictable in response to any disturbance to our lives, which must make our perceived dangerousness increase (at least) a hundred-fold. Thus to make a long story short: PMS = crazy ovulating women = attackers scared = eggs safe = reproduction and survival of the species.

Now, don't you start with scientific explanations of what PMS is, and what it has to do with ovulating, and what it does psychologically to other people. I am perfectly content with my imagined explanation which was a result of quiet contemplation while taping up boxes in preparation to move. Haha.

Finally, I'm getting to the number one MYSTERY OF OUR EXISTENCE: Tennis World Number 1 Rafael Nadal's continuous and continual wedgie. Since the ATP World Tour started this week in Doha (as well as the Abu Dhabi event), I've returned to watching tennis again. This re-ignited my absurd fascination with Rafael Nadal's wedgie. Now please, before I get teased about this, let me clarify - his wedgie is too long survived and too prominently featured in many impersonations by World Number 3 Novak Djokovic, that it is impossible not to notice his deal with wedgies and his digging into his butt to fix them before every serve. And I seriously mean, every serve.

He's changed outfits this season, deviating from the usual sporty sleeveless gear to a college shirt and shorter shorts that end just above the knee. But although he looks better now, he still has that wedgie! I don't know, perhaps it could that his shorts are a bit snug? (Still? after all this time?) Or his underwear's not the right type? (But shouldn't he have started looking for new underwear a long time ago?) Maybe his butt is just too tight that the underwear just can't help getting caught in there...

Whatever the reason is, I wasn't sure how to illustrate it to people who haven't seen his wedgie before. I thought surely not even youtube will have a video of just wedgies. But my lack of faith was shamed, for youtube does have footage! Lesson: youtube has videos of everything. So below's the video. (And i really did seriously truly mean it when I said he fixes his wegies before every serve. Maybe that's the secret to being World Number 1...)



(I am a Nadal fan. No offence was meant by the preceding paragraphs.)

I shall go to bed and ponder some more. Goodnight!
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EDIT: The Time Traveler's Wife really isn't like The Curious Case of Benjamin Button at all. It's about a man who time travels unintentionally when he experiences stress. According to feedback from my cousin (and online book reviewers), it's a good book. A movie adaptation of it will be released soon (=.

All the pictures to be posted were from perezhilton.com, but I just couldn't bear not posting about these Twilight people!

First up is Kellan Lutz, who acts as Emmett Cullen. Apparently he's dating the bitch-character from the current 90210 series, what's-her-name. He kissed another girl on New Year's Day and pissed her off, but grovelling and begging got him her forgiveness. Hmm, sounds like seriously petty gossip...


Now this is the most interesting part: Robert Pattinson as an actual teenager! A warning though: it isn't pretty to look at... not in the slightest bit. He seems to be at prom, but that's no excuse to still look like a bum, I think. That, and the fact that he smokes and drinks (hmm, sounds surprisingly like Jeremimi! Haha) really puts me off. Now I just like Edward Cullen, not R.Patz. Not to mention his drunken singing on "Never Think" lol.


Only the picture below portrays a more acceptable-looking Rpatz. Why can he not look like that all the time? Wouldn't it be less stressful for him to see a cleaner-looking him in the mirror everyday, than to be assaulted by an image of a drunk all the time. Or perhaps he avoids the mirror altogether...

OR from now on, all his scenes and pictures have to be taken of his side profile only, so that movie-goers don't have to face the unberable front portion of his head. (I'm so mean! Hahaha)

Okay, that's it for today's post. Until next post,
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The last post was typed out in actual sentences and paragraphs, and it felt so good! I did notice all the typos though, and I suppose that is one drawback that I'll have to live with as long as I'm writing my posts on my brother's laptop.

Today was spent having lunch with Pat again. It was Nasi Ayam Penyet the last time, so today we decided to try the Lucky Prata! ... which unfortunately was not available until 7 p.m. So we had to try the Dum Briyani (which was so dum it forgot the "b" at the end of "dumb"! Okay, that was extremely lame and uncalled for...). It was way nicer than the school's, which isn't that unusual, considering the standard of the Indian food there.

After I'd left Pat to her job, I did some birthday present-shopping at Border's, for my cousin who's coming back from Australia this very second. I thought of buying The Tales of Beedle The Bard by J.K. Rowling, but realised my huge Harry-Potter-fan cousin may have already read it. So instead, I looked for this book called The Time Traveller's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger, which is quite similar to The Curious Case of Benjamin Button in the sense that the man keeps getting younger. It took two Borders employees half an hour to locate the last of this book left in Borders. The last one! So I was considering myself extremely lucky even though the cover was a little bit spoiled. And now it's all wrapped up and ready to be gifted.

I'm leaving for the airport from my cousin's house in Kembangan soon, even though I'm already late by now.

Till next time,
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p.s. Typing in prose reminds me of being in school and writing essays!

I hereby proclaim that cycling is the best form of exercise ever!!

Swimming may undoubtedly work out your whole body, but your hair gets wet and drowned in chlorine, and everybody at the pool gets a free pass to ogle at your less than perfect body shape (at least, for people like me they do).

Basketball, volleyball and netball may be a fun type of working out, but you need at least 3 other people to play with for there to be any sort of action going on. And you need the space, a net/basket and a ball. Too many props.

Kayaking... well, I'd like to try it again one day, but having no idea on how to rent a kayak, or where to do so, or even how much it'll set me back means that this is really not a practical option for me.

Jogging has always been the bane of my life, and as long as there are any other alternatives through which I may endeavour to keep fit, I would definitely keep far, far away from jogging.

Going to the gym is fine, and cheaper than renting a bike, but the scenery's static, and there's no wind blowing into your face to make you feel good!

Therefore, I conclude again that cycling is the best form of working out ever! Even with the $7/2 hour cost that it incurs.

Of course, one loophole around this $7 is to ride my own bike around nearby parks, but as my bike is currently (and always has been) quite spoilt and un-ride-able, this option is a no-go for me.

Today marks the third time I've cycled at East Coast Park within a week. This time it was with Pat, whilst the last two occasions were with my cousins. I'm sure the shopkeepers there must be sick of spotting a girl in a black Reebok cap and jeans cycling round there and being a hazard to other beach-goers. But it's so be-lardy fun!

Lalala~ "It's undertable..." (Inside joke; you have to have been there to understand)

Pat and I were planning where to go when we've finished working for 5-6 months while the rest (Jere-Mimi, Bong and Eilania; Shauna went home earlier) were pool-ing. So far, we've been returning again and again to the choice of England, just because of Rob Pattinson and the cute guy posse, and the cool flea market vibe of the place. We thought it'd be too expensive, so of course we began considering New Zealand (to see sheep), Paris (omg beautiful), Hawaii (too hot though), Germany and Russia (well, only I considered this for the history factor), Spain and Italy (grand old buildings and possible Volterra filming location for New Moon), Oregon (for New Moon filming), L.A. (because that's where Rob Pattinson lives now. lol!), Turkey (amazing bazaars but scary), etc. etc.

But now I've got good news! The Australian dollar now costs less than the SingDollar (or has it always been that way?) while the Sterling is now only twice the value of the SingDollar, instead of thrice. The cheapest is of course the Rupiah, with one Rupiah being 0.0001 percent of our dollar, but Indonesia's scary... The Euro is also about twice our value, which is normal, so that's also an option.

The whole world's a stage, and Pat and Fina are scouts looking for the best actors to entertain us! What a funny analogy!

The time for me to retreat into slumber has come. Good night all!

fin*

ahhh football fever is raging, without me having to be apologetic
no more obligations to school, or schoolwork
so now i'm free to get caught up in the whirlwind that is the changing face of football
yay! ecstasy!!

i was being all fan-girly today, and decided to go rummaging round the net for pictures and information and all
i have decided that liverpool is still one of the most good-looking teams in the bpl
especially with xabi and fernando and daniel agger
daniel agger is so cute in the oh-i'm-a-hopeless-bad-boy kind of way

but arsenal is hot on liverpool's heels
(though not in the way that most fans would have hoped, i.e. on the premier league table)
due to arsenal's healthy supply of youngsters
one of the most recent and prolific (in my books at least) of which is aaron ramsey!
and i found his e-mail online, aaron_ramsey_8@hotmail.co.uk, which he actually displayed on his own bebo.com profile page
i'm a tad too cowardly to go and add him on msn or anything, unlike what he's requested on said page
but the page did give me a glimpse into what he's like
which is... not too different from any other 17 year-old
his use of dodgy spelling, and even a profile pic taken by the man himself in an ac/dc shirt, reveals the typical teenager's mind that gurgles beneath the atypical super-promising athletic exterior

gosh how dashing is he?!
maybe it's just my taste, though...

what sparked all this boy craziness?
could it have started with the onslaught of all the charming UK boys in the box office?
like alex pettyfer from wildchild, or aaron johnson from angus, thongs and perfect snogging,
and robert pattinson from twilight, who isn't really that handsome but grows on you with every twilight re-visit?
or have i always been this way? (this answer, i believe, seems most plausible)

but i'm having so much fun!
and i currently have pat's twilight pictorial book in my possession
so i'm drooling all over the house still!

anyways
i'm done being a fan girl for the moment
but if anybody's brave enough to add aaron ramsey, please do
and tell me all about it!!!

fin*

p.s. DO YOU WISH TO CRUISE THE EXPRESSWAY LIKE YOU'RE SOMETHING SPECIAL?
EVER HAD A DREAM OF BEING TRAVEL-INDEPENDENT?
WANNA TAKE A STEP TOWARDS DRIVING YOUR OWN CAR?
(the first step is of course, learning how to drive first)
THEN FINA WANTS YOU TO TAKE DRIVING LESSONS WITH HER!
yep
my brother's gonna drive me to the center next week to sign me up
and i'm always afraid of doing things on my own
so give me a buzz if you wanna be driving school classmates!