Everything happens for a reason

Although I don't get agree with the title, it is still being used. Why? I have a reason for it. Circular? Maybe. But here's what has happened.

QY and I bumped into each other late on a Saturday evening. Since he was looking for a study room with not much luck, I invited him to share the study room with me. QY is my OBS group mate and Comms 101 project mate. We haven't been keeping in much contact ever since. Despite SMU being a pretty small school, to bump into a person and study together are uncommon. Being social creatures, studies were put aside and conversations about life was brought up. In no time, we started to reminisce about the times we were working together and how we haven't been seeing our third group mate, Gerald.

Now, the funny thing is this. How often do we talk about a random module such as Comms101 (which is rather insignificant) and to bring about another one-off project mate? Not very often i must say. So as were yakking away, guess who walked past the room?

Gerald.

OMG! This is incredibly coincidental!

See, Gerald has already graduated last year. What is he doing in SMU and on a Saturday night? Also, how on earth did he manage to catch our attention? So in the end, we ended up with another round of catching up and lamented about some of the things in working life.

Freaky.

According to QY, it is a cycle. All of us met each other in year 1, sem 2 and we are rounding up this affinity in year 4, sem 2.-Everything happens for a reason.

I knew it!

As expected, he seems to have forgotten all about it! What does he mean by having to 'check' if the meeting is confirmed when I was already told that he has the date down on his organiser? Next, does he have to reconfirm that the meeting is merely a "talk" on the subject? I see, it is to fend off any speculations that its a date right? No one said that it is one anyway. Besides, I wasn't the one who has initiated this meeting.

*Grumble grumble*

My chance at students' rate

Last night, someone asked me if I want to join him and one of his love interestS to the Mosaic Music Festival at the Esplanade. Being a poor student who live by student meals, I balked at the sight of the prices.

"It's unbelievably inexpensive. Some are even FOC," he said. Strange, how come I don't see those? Perhaps, its due to the fact that I did not "receive enough angpows" unlike others. In the same vein, I don't think I will reckon that it will be "cheap" for me in the future, even when I'm "earning my keep." Let me clarify something, I don't dispel the fact that some performances are priced decently. However, certain performances deserve first-class attention too, that is to sit considerably near to the stage. Besides, I wouldnt wish to attend a concert with someone who loves to indulge in music technicalities, one who believes that he is the connoisseur of music and beats. Should he strike a nervous chord once more, I will personally strangle him with strings from his string instrument.

Anyway, I don't think we will agree on the choice of performance since I was told that I don't "listen and know enough" about the range in this "out of this world and exotic" genre (aka chill out).

*rolled eyes*

Here it comes again!

I have not blogged in ages! Since my debut blog at Blogspot, viewership has hit rock bottom. What's the point of blogging? Unlike VirginGrad, I do not find blogging that cathartic.

Ouch! I have just realised that I have a couple of scratches on my legs after an hour of cycling at ECP. Been scraped by the rusty old bike from the kiosk. Ok, blame it on the user if you want. I havent touched a bike since my secondary school days. Man, that place is full of Matyoyos! Goodness gracious, its a picnic haven for them. If I didnt know better, I would have thought that OBS has decided to set up a camp there. You know, perhaps Ubin is just too Ulu for the adventurous? Nevertheless, I have to admit that I have soft spot for the beaches man. Ro-MAN-tic yo!

Speaking of romance and such, I should start some business, selling fluffy teddys and chocolatey cookies or something. Shouldnt I, an aspiring business woman sell her soul on that day for those love birds? Like real. Anyway, I anticipate questions of curiousity. How are you going to spend your V-day huh? Shut it, gabbles. If I'm going to spend it with a hunk, I will post a bullentin on Friendster and let you know. Like real.

Argh, Ok. I think, he will stand up our appointment, the one which he said he will remember by "putting it down" in his organiser. I have a feeling that it will be affirmative. Looks like I have very little faith in him and you can't blame me for being pessimistic. Someone please pyscho me, this is not a date but a tuition session. I think lesser expectations work best. I have to do my precautions; to shield my fragile heart with a layer of molten lead.

I don't know what am I talking about. That explains the dwindling visitors.

Would you?

1) Would you borrow huge amounts of money from your friends/relatives to finance (frivolous) tripS to various countries Hong Kong, Taiwan, Spain, Vietnam, Thailand and Korea? Bearing in mind that you will be heavily in debt upon graduation?

Me--I think the person in question has caught a silly travel bug. One good place is fair enough for my post graduate trip.

2) Would you reconstruct your body for better or worse, into one beyond recognition? Read: DY or MJ (not me la, duh! Jacko Wacko)

Me--I think Rhinoplasty is the closest bet for me. A high nose bridge would make quite a difference to my looks. Changing my race like those two is out of the question.

3) Would you indulge in the 'grass-is-greener' syndrome? For instance, you can't shake off that nagging feeling that there's something better out there, whether it's a better woman or a better job or a better lifestyle.

Me--I think women are more accepting of flaws. They don't expect their men to be absolutely perfect. Women are more forgiving when a man doesn't meet every item on her wishlist, and less inclined to stray if they've found a man they love.

Evian Party 2005

Be in your pinky best.

That was the dress code of the night. Looking around at Liquid Room, I realised that we were kinda cheated. The she-males were the enthusiastic ones, dressed in immaculate pink. Edgy and adventurous, you go gurrl!!! Laughs.

The party was treading on grounds of boredom. Sure, there were delectable canapes, free flow of booze and pink-themed snacks such as pacifier gummies, pocky sticks and candy floss, but these things do not hype up a partaay! What you need is real good entertainment with an articulate emcee. I expect an atas emcee at an atas event.

We have gotten ourselves a sweet spot at the bar. We were surrounded by the good looking people man. Oooh, just like bees to honeeey. First, Jamie Ong trotted in with her (probable) boyfriend. I said 'probable' because he looks darn unglam. He has unkempt hair and was donned in a cheapo looking tee purchasable from Bugis Street. You know, the iron- on sort, available in eagles, tiger, rock band motiffs. The next moment, I have Denise Keller in the Charlize Theron look-alike hair beside me. A while later, I saw Jacko Wacko of Singapore, Dawn XXXX (apparently, she was formerly a SMUian and she named herself Daphne-shrug). Boy, was I not curious! Finally, I managed to meet the transformer in person. I wonder about her hair, why does it always cover her jaws? Hmmm... A job well done I must say, just like the real macoy. In no time, I heard more accented conversation. Ahh, Nadya Nutagalung! Picture perfect. Now, where's the photographer when I need him?

Anyway, stupid prof stood me up. If you cant make it, have the decency to drop me an email or a call.

The 'M's are pissing me off

M1--the voice

M2--the brain

M3--the supposed good friend