15 posts tagged “fun”

I've watched one episode of Little Britain and I WILL NOT WATCH ANY MORE EPISODES!!!! I cannot be distracted!!! (like House and Promos) No no no, will not be distracted (I blame you XT!). I want to watch 500 Days of Summer, Inglourious Basterds and Notting Hill (Julia Roberts!) ): ):

Today, we watched Rope by Alfred Hitchcock adapted from a play by Patrick Hamilton. And I realise that all a good movie really needs is a good plot, good delivery, intellectual suspense, colourful language (not in the vulgar way), and a premise/social observation that compels thought. None of many green screen special effects, CGI, action packed, sexual, shallow movies that Hollywood churns out nowadays. Furthermore, the movie in itself was considered one pinnacle of cinematography. Rope is one of the more stimulating movies I've seen in a while without exaggerated flamboyance, where the entire movie takes place in one set/scene. But beyond that, the premise is definitely one that I will continue to mull over during the weekend - always a mark of a good movie. I definitely want to watch Strangers on a Train (since I've read the book!) and Vertigo. But Mr A.F. is pure brilliance, I'm just blown away by how intellectually stimulating and knowledgeable he is. Honestly, I've never come across any teacher who is as well-read as he is, and is able to translate that intelligence into his lessons for us students (Mr CC in RGS was more of a fluke during lessons). I'm left in awe.

Today: I saw my J3 eyecandy in school (YJ!), had good company and conversations, bought a pair of heels (yay!), did some Chemistry, convinced my brother to study math and had a good day in school. The weekend is looking up! :D

Today was fun, but most importantly the company helped me forget stuff, things that I should not be thinking about.

Conversation with my Dad:

Ummm. Life is good, June holidays really gave me the time to think, reflect and slow down. 

The past few days have been a whirlwind of activity, and I'm feel the strain. Body aches, my recurrent back strain, exhaustion, sunburns, but above all, rediscovered appreciation, respect and zest for life.

Today was fun, it's the first day I'm actually chilling out after CTs1. We had team lunch, mediocre turnout but, you know, small group is not necessarily bad. I think we did many things to amuse ourselves :D But prata and ice cream is an extremely sinful combination (and lethal - think I might get diarrhoea). Afterwards, some of us watched Shopaholics, totally spontaneous decision.

Loved Shopaholics, although I didn't like that the deviated from the book a bit too much, I prefer the book a lot more. The green scarf was quite a disappointment, was too forgetful and completely normal, if I remember correctly, in the book the scarf had iridescent beads. The thought of shopping so much is horrifying actually - in the book it's just part of fiction, but on the silver screen, the whole concept takes on a realistic dimension that is quite eerie.

Ah well, training yesterday was a bit of a disappointment for me, but I'm really happy enough with the grades I've got for the tests that I got back. For once, I feel slightly more confident, slightly less doubtful about myself - it's difficult not to feel down when everyone did better. So to those who are struggling, or like me, constantly feel like they're struggling, keep you head up and focused on the goal. Honestly, this grades-induced euphoria I'm experiencing is nearly enough to make up for the pain and heartache that I went through the start of this year. Nearly enough. (Sometimes, boys are really not worth it, I shan't be in such a hurry to grow up)

Praise the lord!

note: have added 1 more post on night cycling below

I successfully stayed awake for 24hours straight, from 7am 28th Mar Sat to 7am 29th Mar Sun. I never thought this was possible for me.

Night cycling was SUPER CHAOZI fun, and eye-opening. I haven't done something like this in too long. I love the company, the conversations, the mindless games and jokes. I love the starry night sky, the flight of airplanes, the sea breeze in my face and the never-ending dark and spooky paths. The sound of nature, the proximity, was overwhelming - in a good way.

I am so ever grateful that I decided to stay on for Yconf this year, despite knowing my increased commitment and workload. In many ways, Yconf and the friends I make there are a breath of fresh air for me. I'm not quite sure how to put this, but it's like I live in 2 alternate realities - there's the first world that I interact with everyday, the one that I'm most familiar with, the one where I find stability in friends, family and routine. This is the world where, and I say this in all honesty with no malicious intent, I'm surrounded mostly by "elites", the "cream of the crop", the intelligent people with mostly decent or well-to-do backgrounds, the people who have opportunities presented to them without much fight. The people who occasionally display bouts of intellectual snobbishness that I am succeptible to. This world is comfortable, and we are sheltered from the uglier side of humanity. There's nothing wrong with being surrounded by "elites" and being sheltered, but at times, I find myself settling in and being too comfortable in this first world.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to be settled in my first world, it's just that being comfortable is not a state that I constantly want to be in. Then there's the second world, the one where I transit into everytime during Yconf. This world is where I'm faced with a totally different group of people, a group of people with so diverse backgrounds that are so different from my own. These are the people (let's call them "non-elites" ONLY for the sake of this post) to whom life may not have been very kind to at times, and the problems they face are those that I might never be able to empathise with. I find myself having to re-learn to learn how to take myself off from the "high podium" I'm on to interact on a different level, to learn how to be sensitive to things that I don't understand.

This is the world where I am exposed to the ugliest side of humanity, where I hear "horror" stories, stories that my family and friends might be shocked to realise that I know about, and stories that I will never repeat to anyone because they've been entrusted to me. But I still find myself enjoying their company, enjoying the perspectives that they bring, being intrigued by their stories. And I learn that despite their unpolished appearance, the friends I make have hearts of gold, are extremly street smart and quick minded, and have a huge compassion and desire to serve. Everytime I learn something new, everytime I open my eyes a little bit more to the larger society that I'm a part of, and everytime I have tremendous fun, and that just makes me want to come back for more.

It sounds like I'm a different person when I'm in my "separate" worlds, but that's really never the case. In fact, my completely different experiences and hence my different behaviours contribute to me as a person. My two worlds are never separate, what I learn from the 2nd world is brought into the 1st world and vice versa - I end up seeing things in both worlds in a different light, and hopefully become a slightly more aware person.

I still think that service and helping others is intrinsically selfish. There is always a motivation for someone to serve, regardless of whether you're aware of it. It's undeniable that some are just more fortunate than others - for someone to be really rich, there needs to be those are poor - but really what's so different about everyone? Isn't it all a matter of luck and God's will? Whether you're born to parents in Singapore or born to parents in Africa? So maybe if you were born lucky, you were meant to share your luck with someone less lucky. So yeah, this is me trying to make a difference to the community I'm in, me trying to learn more about others and what shapes their hopes and dreams, and me still trying to probe into why people serve others (or specifically, why I serve others).

Wow, I started with Yconf and ended up having a monologue. But this is the whole beauty of it.

I should be sleeping because I got home at 7am this morning!

I successfully stayed awake for 24hours straight, from 7am 28th Mar Sat to 7am 29th Mar Sun.

Night cyling was super fun :D

Today wasn't really very great. I went to the bathroom a total of 3 times in school, I bet it's repercussions from CNY food and stuff ):

Combined PE and Training made my ankle ache, but it's great to feel my body being worked again, can't wait for proper field training! :D And interval training brought back memories of Sec 1 Track trainings, were we had crazy 10X400m. We did 2 sets of 5X200m today, and somehow the striding posture came back to me quite naturally.

For some reason, my name always gets made use of ):< HMM apparently my name is very conveniently used to ask awkward or potentially sensitive questions, without my prior knowledge. At least my name hasn't been used for anything I really minded (so far). But really, it puzzles me, why am I the person who has to ask awkward questions/ the fall girl??

I've been listening to cool music, and got quite high before training today singing to Come on Over, Baby and Lollipop and Thunder. SN and HJ were uncool but laughing at my singing and not wanting to sing with me hrmph ): And I got a new nickname, I'm now My Lump (My = HJ). It was a choice between My Lump and Lumpy, obvious choice ain't it? Not that I had much of a choice.

Oh but my brilliant idea (if I say so myself) to prank Theng and hide his bag and leave a trail of clues worked wonderfully. It's his misfortune his bag is so recognisable lol. We were that bored, with so much time to spare, but we had a great laugh hahah.

Belief makes things real
Makes things feel, feel alright
Belief makes things true
things like you, you and I

And I'll stand by mine, belief
oh I'll stand by mine, belief

Chinese New Year this year has been nothing short of amazing.
I know recent surveys have shown that family if the topmost priority for most people this year, especially with the gloomy economic outlook and all. But I'm really just so blessed to have a family that is my strength, a family that eats dinner together almost every single night, a family whom I can talk about stuff to so openly. I pray dearly to God that he blesses me with such a family when I'm married and old and wrinkled.

It's cool, I feel quite grown up because this year I've joined the ranks of older kids. And it's super fun and interesting to play and just watch my younger cousins interact, they say innocent, funny things that just make you laugh. I've eaten a lot, had a lot of fun and learnt new stuff about my family:
- My paternal grandpa has a Malay cousin
- I have 2 aunts married to Caucasians
- My maternal grandma had 9 siblings and my maternal grandpa had 10 siblings. So that translates into many many aunts, uncles, cousins, distant cousins that I have not met in my entire life. We have never had a major major reunion dinner.

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The Girls

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The bookworms

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The Red Shoes

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Daddy and Mummy

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Derrick - Cousins, confidante, playmates

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Hayley

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Helping my mum in the kitchen

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Lunch @ Kaiyin's
Besides listening to Linkinpark HSM, discussing Heroes Friends, gossiping about Soccer Boys,
 we're super intellectuals at heart - we played upwords, chess and uno.
And we're damn cool cos we're multicultural! :D

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GUESS WHOSE NAILS THESE BELONG TO!! :D

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