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#6: Fix all existing relationships.

Contrary to what we think, our happiness is greatly based on those we care about.

To be happy yourself, make sure you are on good terms with all those around you.

If you’ve not apologized to a friend about something you’ve done (no matter how long ago), do it. If you haven’t thanked your friend for being one, why wait.

If there’s someone you once spent all your days with, but don’t talk to anymore, make an effort to show that things are alright between you two. Even if it isn’t, at least be courteous.

That kinda boils down to forgiving others too. (#1)

At this age, (I’m not sure about when I get older but I have a feeling it won’t be much different), our life practically revolve around human relations.

You can be rich and healthy with perfect grades, but can well be suicidal if you’re an outcast. On the other hand, you may be stressed out with your massive workload or suffering from diabetes, but if you have everyone giving your support, life becomes so much easier, no?

So yes! Today’s little nugget of wisdom – make an effort to mend all bad feelings with loved ones.

05 – A time you thought about ending your own life.

Never.

I’ve been through nasty little phases of insanity. Those include:

1) Cool detachment and complete fearlessness of death.

That was around the time I started merging religion with my very bleak outlook towards society. I was so disappointed with the world’s general fail-ness and the futility of life that I told myself I’d be completely alright with being dead right there and then.

2) Being very fascinated with suicide.

Even reading up about it and constantly pestering my parents about what it is like to die. I was in primary school, by the way. My mom got a bit worried, or maybe she just didn’t find my questions that amusing anymore, and started telling me horror stories about how if I think about suicide I will one day do it.

So I stopped.

3) The Math Test Drama.

As the 2 Faith girls will fondly remember and many times during dinner-conversations bring up. That was when I failed an entire year of math in secondary 2, and decided in Term 3 to start studying.

The first studied-for test I took, I failed miserably.

I was strangely very distraught (I have no idea why I expected to ace it when I’ve spent the past 7 months sleeping in class), and ran to the toilet to cry and angst very bitterly. After sitting in there for 10 minutes into classes, Shereen, Gloria, Cat, Becky and Celine came in to look for me.

There was basically a lot of drama, crying, hugging, climbing over toilet stalls and I tried to cut myself with a NAMETAG. A BLOODY NAMETAG. I still remember thinking, shit – I’m gonna scar myself, better cut gently. And Gloria was outside screaming ‘DON’T KILL YOURSELF WITH YOUR NAMETAG WEIQING!!! DROP IT!!! DROP IT!!!’ And Shereen was half laughing, half crying.

4) To attract my grandma’s attention.

She kept cooking and ignored my nonsense. So I laid on the ground for a bloody long time and squirted ketchup near my mouth.

When she finally came out of the kitchen, she simply stepped over me and said: ‘Sleep in your bed! Don’t sleep on the floor!’ Disappointed but determined, I laid there lifelessly.

Then she shrieked: ‘EH WHY YOU ANYHOW PLAY WITH KETCHUP!’

I was convinced she was the most heartless grandmother in the world the entire afternoon. I HAD BEEN LYING UNCONSCIOUSLY AND SEVERELY BLEEDING FOR 15 MINUTES IN ENTIRETY AND ALL SHE COULD THINK OF WAS HER PRECIOUS CONDIMENT.

RIGHT. But honestly I have never ever really wanted to end my life. I always thought of the nice things people would say at my funeral, and I’d always cry thinking about it. I can’t wait for that day to happen, but I’d never intentionally make it happen.

I know this sounds exasperatingly egoistical but I would never want to hurt my family be depriving them of me luh.

OKAY I SOUND SO CONCEITED BUT IT’S TRUE. BYE.
January 23, 2011
Religion and Other Stuff
OH HOW VERY CREATIVE MY TITLE IS.

Had Awaken Follow-up today, it was pretty good to see everyone again. And thank you guys v v v much for the camera it’s very gay and pink and I love it.
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#5: Remember things and people that made/make you happy.

People tend to remember events that made them laugh, or things that people did that made them pissed off. Most of the time, we forget all the little things: something someone once said to you, something you did for another person, sharing a simple moment with a friend.

These are the ones that are the ones that slip by when you’re at your :-( times, but also ironically the ones that are most able to get your out of it. So what to do, what to do? WRITE THEM DOWN. Make an effort to somehow record these small moments. On Twitter or Facebook, if you’re a private person then a notebook?

When I reread my archives and is reminded of something that had a strong impact on me but I’ve completely forgotten, it makes me have so much hope for everything presently.

It can just be a scribble kind of thing of random observations that really touched you – example ‘saw a young kid offering to pay for his mother’s drink with his last dollar’ or ‘sister sacrificed TV time to help me wash my shoes’. OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT EXCEPT I SOUND SO DOPEY, yours will be much more personal la you get what I mean.

You have no idea how much these will impact you in the future, when you happen to be in one of the funks, or if you aren’t feeling like such a nice person at that time. I mean, remembering that you are loved, and how capable of love others can be, is the best way to get out of the helpless self-pitying. It probably makes you re-evaluate yourself and gives you the spur to keep the chain of ~love going.

SO THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY KTHNXBYE.
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04 – Your views on religion.

I was actually dreading this – because I have so much to say about religion, and no matter how much I go on about it I don’t feel like I’ve said enough. So this time, I’ll make it short and concise. I don’t think anyone much wants to hear my long exaltations about God anyway, because if they are ready to, they’ll ask me themselves. So I’ll segment this for the convenience of all.

K I don’t know if it’s right for me to say this, but I believe God is in every religion. And every religion, as long as it teaches the right values, is true. Religion itself is just a concept. A RELATIONSHIP with your spiritual self is the important part. I truly respect every and each religion. And most times, I’m pretty fascinated by them as well.

Life of Pi (and if you haven’t read it you should) has the protagonist being Christian, Hindu, and Muslim all at once. He devotes himself into every one of them and prays as each one, and loves as all three. That’s the kind of religion I respect. Being able to just fully take on the love of all religion, and not see a conflict, but instead the binding quality that is to love others.

Personally I’m Christian because I identify most with the teachings and values. At the same time I love Hinduism for their rich imagery and deep devotion, the Muslims for their utmost discipline and the Buddhists for their generous mercy and humility.

The most religious person is one who can discern the very essence of every single religion and fully embody it. Not someone who keeps strictly with his religious diet and/or donates wildly in church. That’s my personal take. Feel free to argue.

What I resent MOST about certain religious followers is their very insipid arrogance in their faith. Everyone knows one. The arrogant, superior, nosy, I-wanna-shove-my-religion-down-your-unholy-throat kind of person. The kind who speak patronizingly to you like you’re devil incarnate and worthy of sympathy just because you aren’t his/her faith. The kind who roughly insist and persist in bringing you to church just to satisfy his/her expanding self-righteousness.

It’s very painful to watch people like that. And unfortunately, there are many.

Of course, there are then those who choose to show others kindness, allow others to experience God’s love through them, and in that way introduce them to God’s power to change people. I’m using God in the general term, whichever you want it to be.

SO TO SUM UP – YES I THINK RELIGION IS IMPORTANT. It gives people the discipline and proper structure (we need some of that no matter how democratic we wish to be), to find themselves with God. It shouldn’t be overdone and the focus shouldn’t be on the religious system of course. When that happens, faith is empty and conflicts between religion abounds.

Faith, and the bettering of oneself, is the basis – Religion should be there to serve only as a guideline, a form of discipline, and a community for sharing your faith.

YEAP.

Briefly, about being a Christian:

I don’t really focus on the technical aspects (although those are important too la). I’ve always prayed but never really understood. But after this strange nihilistic phase I started to give myself a chance to believe. I mean, why not. Since I can doubt the existence of God, why can’t I doubt my own cynicism right?

So I humbled myself and did. Well – it didn’t make me perfect, but it made me understand love and made me learn how to be happy. Once I experienced God’s love, it made me reluctant to want to harm others or even myself. Not because I have to, but because I want to. It just made me have so much love for love, yknw what I mean?

Of course, I succumb quite easily to everything around me so it’s still a huge challenge for me to be nicer in general but yeah I do try quite hard. It’s really a lot of things la, and it’s v amazing. But I really don’t know how to express it all here. So any of you wanna talk about it or even question me you can srsly just harass me anytime I’m cool.
January 22, 2011
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Write-your-own-happiness:

#4: Get sleep.

So you’re healthy and fully functional. Enid Blyton told me when I was 7 that late hours make cross children. At 18 I’m telling you, no sleep makes you a bitch.

January 21, 2011
Day Three
I’ve been sleep deprived, severely constipated, and generally lacking of health care the past few days. Every day’s jam-packed and somewhat fulfilling but I’m dead beat.

But I’m here.
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#3: Spend time knowing yourself.

While surrounding yourself with people to prevent depression is important, so is spending time with yourself. Give yourself some space away from the madness of social interaction and get to know yourself.

Just do something you liked, maybe something zen and satisfying. Not the kind like aimlessly zombifying on Facebook, where you’ll look back and think WHERE DID MY WEEKEND GO. (Okay maybe cyber-stalking is zen for you, idk.) I myself have a wide range of such activities.

The most fulfilling would be reading. But it’s really time consuming, and once I start, I’ll spend the entire day reading novel after novel. When I can’t afford to do that I’ll buy a couple of Betty & Veronicas and Jugheads and spend about an hour or so with them. It leaves me happy and satisfied and ready for life.

If you are more activity-based, try walking or shopping alone. I used to be big on walking, it’s a mindless activity, where you engage in both external stimulation and internal reflection. When I have the time and energy, I used to walk from Ang Mo Kio back home. Holland V and assorted posh housing estates are also my favorite routes. I sometimes spend hours just walking around and admiring mansions. That makes me sound so creepy but I assure you it’s a lot more sane and wonderful than it seems.

Spending time with yourself is important because

a) You need to free yourself from the pressures of others and discover what YOU yourself truly want when distanced from external influence.

b) You need to get to know yourself. If you spend all your time with friends, you are introducing yourself to them, interacting with them, but never to yourself. The you in you feels neglected too. And I sound so, so much like a bad self-help.

c) To achieve happiness you need to understand yourself and what you truly want.

d) Everyone needs time to just think, consolidate their thoughts, be one with their inner self, et cetera.

Today’s rather corny, I might as well ask you to go chant the Buddhist mantra. Well, if it helps.
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03 – Your views on drugs and alcohol.

They make a good meal. Just.

Drugs are retarded. They are a sign of weakness. Weakness at pursuing your own happiness, weakness at maintaining control, weakness at refusing your friends. Also, I hate people who do drugs with the conception that it makes them ‘cool’. It is retarded and so are they.

On the other hand, I have little faith in the drug abuse education in Singapore. There is rather a history in this actually. No one I know has any drug related problems, at least not that I know of, so drugs were never really part of my concern.

The only time they manifested in my life was the arduous and heavily hyped campaign against drugs. All of us have memories of that. The endless supplies of redundant accessories from badge pins to fridge magnets advocating the battle against drugs given to us. The constant talks, pamphlets, lessons conducted to educate us on ‘responsible drug usage’.

I WAS VERY CONFLICTED. The only effect this campaign had on my impressionable Primary school self was to make me EXTREMELY. CURIOUS. ABOUT. DRUGS. If they had shut their fat yap about it, I wouldn’t even have given it a second thought. But because they kept expounding upon the scariness of these miracle pills and how many had succumbed to it, and bla and bla, I REALLY WANTED TO TRY IT.

I mean, it sounds AWESOME. For a few months of sniffly nose and trembling in the corner, I can get high and escape from my troubles. According to the TV, the teachers, and the twenty-nine stories in the Drug Abuse short stories anthology, kids used drugs to FEEL GOOD~.

My logic was: I want to feel good too. I don’t mind looking like a zombie for a few weeks to get well and then choking Coke to feel good~ AGAIN. The thing was, the effects of drug abuse was never really explained properly. The most vivid image I have of it is some Edward Cullen-esque kid sitting in the corner being stoned. That didn’t look so bad. I mean, there wasn’t any blood or intestines or perforated brains. So why not?

This powerful and all-controlling substance sounded like such a miracle pill with all it’s psychedelic effects that managed to allure and addict millions (at least that’s what the media made it seem like) of kids MUST have some form of advantage to it.

I was so convinced I wrote a two and a half page essay discussing the failure of drug campaigns and how it creates greater exposure and attraction towards drug use, and even submitted it to my form teacher. Who was, from what I remember, half amused, half exasperated (again).

I was a very strange child, I was. So basically, BECAUSE of the drug-abuse campaigns, we’ve formulated strange and conflicting ideas of drugs, or at least I did la. IDK let me know how it was for you.

ALCOHOL. Is good. Have it twice a day. End of story.
January 21, 2011
DAY TWO
Also, MY BIRTHDAY~

Thank you everyone who stayed up to text/call! Everyone who wished me or dissed me and gave me awesome cute stuffz. THANK YOU 10A16 I FRANKLY WAS V TOUCHED wasn’t expecting it at all! Sorry I foiled your plans in the morning by being late haha BUT STILL I IZ RLY V HAPPY.

Why y’all so awesome I wanna cry. And all you CJ bitches and Cathleen XIE XIE FOR THE CAKE AND COMPANY. And Amanda and Debbie for the early-early surprise, I’ve been eating so much cake recently CAKE CAKE CAKE. Sounds funny after you say it many times. And Shereen and Gloria for the very sweet call/EGO-BOOSTING TEXT MESSAGE.

BUT. My birthday isn’t so much about me lah. It’s to give all of you a chance to celebrate my birth CUZ I’M BORN TO MAKE Y’ALL HAPPY. Juuuuuust~

AND AGAIN THANK YOU TO EVERYONE! All of you are just so incredibly sweet I feel like I have to kowtow to everyone in gratitude. OKAY CYBER-KOWTOW.
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#2: Surround yourself with people.

When we’re down, we need time alone. Most times it works. Sometimes it gets worst. You start to refuse the company of others for an extended period of time. This makes you more prone to depression.

There is no one around to distract you, to share with, to give an objective opinion. When alone you start to exaggerate the situation and obsess over this blown-up version of the truth. You sink deeper into helplessness, at the same time refusing help because it seems so futile.

Do you see the vicious cycle here?

ALLOW OTHERS TO HELP YOU. Sometimes I think alright I’m so upset. Today I promise I will sulk in the corner and not talk to anyone. But in good company, it’s almost impossible to do so. Friends are such an effective source of distraction. And most times, they offer great insights and advice as well.

SO TODAY’S LESSON: give others a chance! Happiness cannot be achieved alone~ This is really funstuff! I already have something in mind for tomorrow!

02 – Where you’d like to be in 10 years.

A place that isn’t some kind of Futurama space-zone. I want to live near the countryside. Maybe a vineyard of sorts with animals. I want to be successful enough to provide for my family and live comfortably, but not successful enough to be working every minute of my life.

Also, kids. There will be happy kids I will love with everything I have.

So basically, I don’t have much insight for the future. To be realistic I will be married, in Singapore, with a career I enjoy, and in touch with my friends. Moderation in everything. If you think that’s a little unambitious of me, then I’ll tell you what the Stickypost on this blog already tells you:

My ultimate goal in life is to find happiness in everyday life.

So I guess in 10 years I want to be happy, in a place I will be happy in.

HAPPYGIRL SIGNS OUT~
January 19, 2011
Day One
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#1: Forgive. Whoever it is, whatever it is.

I’ve always seen forgiveness as the key factor to enlightenment heh. Not only does it release yourself from all that angsty anger, it also breaks the vicious cycle of mutual resentment. Want to find happiness? Firstly you have to let go of your anger. Even if it is forgiving yourself, a family member, or a friend – be the greater person and do it.

Granted, it isn’t easy, but it is the only thing within your total control. Rather than spending your time getting upset, exaggerating their faults, or plotting ways to retaliate, why not just learn to love again?

One way I find effective is to ask yourself, what makes (insert mortal enemy here) like that? For him/her to have done (whatever heinous thing he/she did), he/she must’ve been pretty messed up him/herself. Once you feel sympathy (okay and fine, superiority), the forgiveness comes in easy.

ALRIGHT and that was Day One in my path of enlightenment! That went well enough~ Hopefully I’ll have enough bullshit wisdom to forge my way through 365 days.
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01 – Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is.

Single. I won’t say miserably – honestly haven’t thought about entering a relationship again. Neither am I blissfully single – because c’mon don’t bullshit la everyone wants ~somebody to loveee.

More accurately, I haven’t been giving much thought about it. With the whole transition into JC, the rather startling disappointment in realization that boys are basically intelligent primates, and being caught up with schoolwork, new friends and old friends, there isn’t much time left on pining away for anyone.

OH BUT THERE WAS THIS PHASE where I had this hugeassmoungous crush on Joseph-Gordon Levitt and honestly, HONESTLY thought okay damn, if he were real I would so totally date him. OK THAT MAKES ME SOUND SO PATHETICALLY GEEKY LET’S MOVE ON.

But on a serious note. I think I’ve somehow wizened up and learnt to distinguish my own feelings. Crushes aside (and the strangest crush of the 2010 goes to this absolutely adorable boy at this kopitiam WHO WAS CRAZILY MATURE AND SWEET to his sister and I wanted to marry him. YEAH HE WAS SADLY IN PRIMARY SCHOOL BUT LOVE ENDURES NOTIONS OF TIME AND AGE OK.) Wait, what was I saying? YEAH crushes aside, I know I’m not ready nor have I met anyone I would become un-single for.

(Well besides JGL and the primary school boy boy HOMG.)

OH THERE IS ONE INCREDIBLY SAD AND ANNOYING THING ABOUT BEING SINGLE.

And that is having to endure the scarily mushy-mush-ness of other couples. I’m generally tolerant of couple displays of affection, but SOMETIMES. IT’S. JUST. SO. HARD. TO. BEAR. You know those that makes your brain liquidate and leak out of your ears and you wish so hard you had the courage to gouge out your eyes?

When you aren’t in a relationship, it’s hard to empathize from their point of view, so these very in-your-face proclamations of love become agonizing and difficult to ignore. And when you angst about it, they’ll be all like YOU JEALOUS BETCH and we can be all WHUT NO. IT’S REALLY GROSS. And all. You know.

And very obviously I am running out of steam so I shall absolve you from having to sit through this tedious and again, incoherent self-rumination.

G’DAY AND TOMORROW FOR DAY 2! :-)

OH and in case you care enough for an update (or, if you’re still reading this, instead of ripping off the challenge and running off to pimp your own weblog):

SCHOOL IS.. surprisingly enriching (at least the first week was). Everyone found their drive I guess. I managed to LEARN during class. Imagine that. Alright ignore that.

EDIT: NO. STRANGEST CRUSH OF 2010 GOES TO RAJ KOOTHRAPALI FROM THE BIG BANG THEORY. He is adorkable.
January 18, 2011
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WRITE-YOUR-OWN-HAPPINESS CHALLENGE

HERE’S HOW IT WORKS

The idea is, you’re writing your own guide to a happier life for you to follow should you ever find yourself in a bad place, and while creating this, hopefully it will help brighten up the life you’re currently living. Select your own amount of days, but set a goal. Then, every day, create one rule or step that would make things brighter in your life. It can be something simple and day-to-day, or it could be something as big as relationship rules. Explain the rule and how it effects you. By the end of your time period, you’ll have expressed yourself and at the same time created something that can be helpful to your future self.

Number of days: 1 YEAR, right before my 19th.

30-DAY BLOG CHALLENGE

01 – Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is.

02 – Where you’d like to be in 10 years.

03 – Your views on drugs and alcohol.

04 – Your views on religion.

05 – A time you thought about ending your own life.

06 – Write 30 interesting facts about yourself.

07 – Your zodiac sign and if you think it fits your personality.

08 – A moment you felt the most satisfied with your life.

09 – How you hope your future will be like.

10 – Discuss your first love and first kiss.

11 – Put your ipod on shuffle and write 10 songs that pop up.

12 – Bullet your whole day.

13 – Somewhere you’d like to move or visit.

14 – Your earliest memory.

15 – Your favorite tumblrs blogs.

16 – Your views on mainstream music.

17 – Your highs and lows of this past year.

18 – Your beliefs.

19 – Disrespecting your parents.

20 – How important you think education is.

21 – One of your favorite shows.

22 – How have you changed in the past 2 years?

23 – Give pictures of 5 guys who are famous who you find attractive.

24 – Your favorite movie and what it’s about.

25 – Someone who fascinates you and why.

26 – What kind of person attracts you.

27 – A problem that you have had.

28 – Something that you miss.

29 – Goals for the next 30 days.

30 – Your highs and lows of this month.
January 18, 2011
Epic Journey of ’10

THIS POST SPANNED OVER 3 DAYS. Started on the late afternoon of 31st December, ended, well – now. First hour of 3rd Jan 2011. SO YEAH PARDON THE INCONGRUENCE.

Granted, 2010 hasn’t been the prettiest year of my life. In fact, I feel very much that I have failed to live it to the fullest. )-: Achievements wise, I have nothing except horrendously crappy results to show. I won’t give myself excuses: I’ve really let myself loose to sloth this year. Being in a whole different environment and everything was my reason for sudden lack of motivation and reluctance to hold on to opportunities, but still. IT’S OVER (well, soon!)

And 2011’s just gonna be so much better. It has to be. I hope.

Anyways, 2010 isn’t totally a lost case! There WERE happytimes~ for happygirl~.

SO. THINGS (AND PEOPLE). THAT MADE ME HAPPY IN 2010.

Right that just sounds really lame but I’M SRY K I haven’t been blogging for ages and while I was once so incoherent no one could make out my cheesiness if any – now I just sound very tedious and torpid don’t I? Nevertheless.

HWA CHONG. I don’t think I could have survived the year without A16.

Granted, we had our reservations about each other at first. I have no idea why – the seismic shift in our lives perhaps – or simply because we were so Arts-ish, there was a whole lot of drama surfacing in A16 all the time. We basically had a love-hate relationship with school, and oscillated between immense depression and lethargy to bouts of insanity and spiralling into madness.

So INITIALLY I got sidetracked by sentiments and drafted out this ten paragraphs worth of dedication to EVERY ONE of the A16 girls, which I have decided to omit as it’s a little too overwhelming and irrelevant. And also because the one paragraph for the boys was slightly offensive. (I’M JOKING. It was v nice to everyone. I merely compared you guys to primates..) BUT I JUST WANT Y’ALL TO KNOW I LOVE EACH ONE OF YOU A16 GIRLS A LOT YEAH KNTHNXBAI. LIKE UNICORNS AND BUTTERFLIES~

Chinese New Year (I forgot, but am guessing from the decorations) with the Muggers. WE LOOK AS AWKWARD AS EVER, but hey. That’s the way we roll.

More awkward photos. This is here because it’s the beginning and I’m less discriminate with choosing photos. WE LOOK RETARDED AS USUAL but at the same time so happy and gay with all the blue skies and green grass that I thought – it just had to be here. These are the people I love more than anything else in the world.

And of course, THE ROCKING HORZ. I know we spelt it in some obscure incorrect manner but I kinda don’t recall how exactly. SOMETHING LIKE THAT. We look all sandy and sticky, also slightly deranged. But HAHA. A16!

And of course, THE CLASS DEBBIE AND I CONSTANTLY TERRORIZE. Serene, Lydia and Jiax, thanks for everything. :-) All the times we just laugh and laugh and forget about everything else.

BECAUSE YOU GUYS ARE SO FUN TO BE WITH, LIKE!

At the same time, crazying around the place with the NATALIE ENG.

Trips out that result in a steep increase in photo count. Of course, thanks to Vanessa’s newly acquired MacBook. :-) HERE ARE MORE PEOPLE I LOVE LIKE MAD. Though yes, again, we look like rabid chipmunks here but. Y’ALL ARE ALWAYS PRETTY TO ME.

More of the muggers’ awesomeness. Have no idea what I was doing but hey cmon… OHKAY NO I CAN’T THINK OF A GOOD EXCUSE.

AND THEN OF COURSE THERE WAS CAP. 5 days (was it 5? cuz well THAT’S JUST TOO SHORT A TIME FOR ABSORBING AWESOMENESS.) I couldn’t really find the picture with the boys doing their legendary slut dance lah yeah, but we don’t need evidence to prove your absolute skankiness.

THERE WERE SO MANY PICCIES and I didn’t know which to choose but anyways THIS cuz we look semi-sane, and this time most of us were in it. WHICH IS A MEAN FEAT, TRUST ME ON THAT – considering the manner in which we scurry about like bunnies on crack.

ALSO, A BONUS GEOFF! Haha :-)

Besides the slut and fun, I have to say – it was an absolute treat meeting and knowing like-minded people who don’t just appreciate arts and share your passion BUT WHO ARE INCREDIMAZING AT IT. SEE WHAT I DID THERE. I invented a new word hur that’s so CAP-ish right. Right? Right k ANYHUS. There were damn talented writers I met and their stuff blew me away I was just like WOAH wth am I doing here man. BUT I’M GLAD I WAS CUZ. YOU. GUYS.

Really. I love you all so, so bloody much. AND NOOO WHY DO I LOOK SPAZZ IN ALL THE PHOTOS.

AGAIN, THE SPASMODIC. Still, to be on stage again with one of my oldest and bestest friend was amazing. HAI CELINE. YES IT WAS AMAZING.

AND ALSO OF COURSE I SHAMELESSLY GOT MYSELF ON TEEVEE HURHUR KTHNXBAI. Just take this as shameless self-plugging okay…And self-plugging just sounds so, so bad.

AND THEN BACK AGAIN TO SCHOOL. Alright I’ll admit it was HORRENDOUS. But lookie here! THE ABOVE WAS REALLY WHAT I WENT TO SCHOOL FOR. Yeah all the antics kept me going. AND HOMG. THE THINGS WE DO.

SEE THESE GIRLS HERE? Yeah, they’re awesome to the nth power. <3

MY FAVORITE PEOPLE AGAIN. Even though Beni very obviously have a serious distaste for me. BUT IT’S K I STILL LOVE YOU MUCH MUCH. <3 Rei is just all ‘Ooh pretty picture whoo!’ HAHA.

I didn’t want this here on a public domain cuz Y I LOOK SO LIKE THAT? AGAIN? But I really wanted a photo with Ran cuz we seem to have none. SO HERE IT IS. Someone who kept me entertained when I was in utter doldrums throughout the year. AND WHO WILL BE HERE ALL THE TIME NEXT YEAR.

OH OKAY I FOUND ANOTHER ONE. HAI RICHARD, TOO! <3

AND THEN THERE WAS MAF! It’s so typical of Hwach to have MID-AUTUMN FESTIVAL as their giant event of the year. I don’t get why we didn’t have more photos with the great deco and the fireball thing (K SRY IT WAS JUST V CHINESE BUT SO SPECTACULAR.) but yeah this is the most MAF-y one I found. Thinking back, it was ZHEN DE HEN MEI LI.

I’m experiencing a crushing realization that I look SO STRANGELY SPASMODIC in all the photos documenting events of this year. That’s just.. really sad. And my resolution for ’11 will be to try and look Not Spastic in photos kbye.

AND THEN THERE WAS THE KILLER EOYs THAT HONESTLY RUINED MY ENTIRE YEAR WHERE WE ALL LOOKED LIKE ZOMBIES EXCEPT WITH LOTS OF RESENTMENT TOWARDS THE EDUCATION SYSTEM. So trust me it wasn’t a pretty sight and thus the drought of pictures.

Alright here. One of the few taken in Starbucks in between studying/procrastinating. IDG WHY I HAVE SO LITTLE PICTURES WITH THESE TWO. At that time I hung out most with them and we reputedly are Born To Camwhore SO WHERE ZE PICTURES BETCH? But anyhu YAY Xin totally grabs hold of all chances to look unglam in photos so I’m always spared when she’s around.

THEN CAME PW.

HAI MAI PEE-W GROUP. Although again I cement the fact that I am the anti-existence of Barney Stinson (read: never has a bad photo) and basically looks deranged EVERY TIME I’m caught on film, YOU GUYS LOOK GREAT… in comparison. K no la. We’re so awesome-sauce and I’ll never forget our epic-ness. Srsly I couldn’t have asked for a better group. Awesome insights, and frickin’ efficient (well okay not me BUT OK LA HOR I GOT PROVIDE.. pen and paper.) I really hope we all get A with a * :-).

WTF SO PRETTY.

AND EVEN MORE. We really have a thing for class bonding. Ah but who can help it WE LOVE EACH OTHER MUCH MUCH HEH.

Picnic with lovely people just lazing around. ILY GUYS. AND I KNOW THE FOCUS IS ON THE GRASS LIKE SO WEIRD BUT I HOPE YOU DON’T MIND CUZ I WANT AT LEAST ONE PHOTO WHERE I DON’T LOOK STRANGE IN IT. THANKS.

I look like some very very happy cheekopek standing in between Jessica and Zephyr. Who, besides looking v smexy that day, WUZ ALSO WEARING BUNNY EARS! Hi, if you two are reading this, I MISS YOU TWO (and all the talking-talking, random outings we have.)

FAC OUTING #2 OF THE YEAR! K I SWEAR I didn’t pick photos of me looking retarded. 90% were like that. But here I don’t mind it as much cuz I mean LOOK AT JERRY. LOL. And if that isn’t enough, LOOK AT THE JOKER BEHIND ME. Like, literally the Joker.

A16 WITH MS YEO. WE WILL MISS YOU SO MUCH MS YEO, REALLY! <3 I think we were all kinda high then.

AND THEN THERE WAS CAMP RE:ACT! I was like YAY~ PLAY WITH KIDS. But it was so much more than that. I always thought Sec Twos were just tottery little potatoes who’re (no offense) with the verbal abilities of… well, a potato. BUT NUUUUU. THEY WERE JUST SO INSANELY TALENTED. Their attitude, aptitude and originality was so fresh and honestly I think they taught me a whole lot more than I did them. NO!!!, I didn’t do them, I meant – k you get what I mean la wtv. YOU KIDS!!! ARE! SO! HOMG.

The camp was VERY well-ran, also. I had a blast even as a facilitator WITH THE V DAZZLING GROUP.. (oh heck I forgot the number) AND JOY. OHHHH RIGHT. We were group 4. I just figured from the finger gestures but yeah I’M SRY I’m slightly ‘tarded.

THESE KIDS ARE SO CUTE AND TALENTED. But also damn scary to take care of. I had several consecutive mini heart attacks when they all defied my shrieks of terror and jay-walked.

All three of us were completely oblivious of each other, and seem intent individually to present the most questionable pose/expression possible. That was after a series of very intense bad dancing and imitating~ things. SO AHEM YEAH. FUN JI BUA.

Holidays and ALL THE SHOPPING AND STARBUCKS AND HANGING OUT AT XIN’S THAT ENSUED.

YEAH I remember there was THE SHOPPING. At Haji, at FEP, at Bugis. IDK THERE WEREN’T ANY PHOTOS cuz we were so intent on allowing our brains to be digested by the vapid black hole of teenage vanity and materialism. But ’twas fun.

And left me pretty broke, at that.

AND THEN THE MOST INCREDIBLE THING HAPPENED TO ME.

AWAKEN CAMP BY TEH AMPLIFY MINISTRY!!!

I met God again. And this time, I didn’t just settle for a meet-and-greet.

I got to know Him.

All I can say is, I had such a great time, whenever I think about that four days I get all tingly and happy inside. It’s like being in love. BUT WITH JESUS. SO YAY.

Also, to having a fantastic group. I don’t think I tell y’guys this enough but I really do love y’all. AND I CAN’T WAIT FOR FOLLOW-UP ON THE 22ND!

ALL OF US with Father! <3

AND THEN CHRISTMAS!!!

We roamed the streets as WALLY. Being our usual self and in, I quote Beni: THE GENERAL CHAOS WE ARE ALWAYS IN. Also, of course, THE NON-STOP CAMWHORING.

They were of us sneakily messing with people on the streets who were in accidental Waldo where, or photo-bombing others… and other LOL-worthy stuff. Or maybe you just think we’re freaks of nature and wna have photographic evidence for a good bitching session. Whichever, you’re free to:

http://facebook.com/weiqingtan
SHAMELESS PLUGGING SHAMELESS PLUGGING!

There were about 400 photos up on Facebook. So if you’re… I don’t know, really bored or genuinely interested or just a stalker with a Where’s Waldo fetish or bitch (read: above), you can find (HAH OR YOU CAN’T FIND SEE WHAT I DID THERE?) them on my Facebook provided you’re my friend la huh. And FYI I don’t add creepers.

A VERY WALLY CHRISTMAS INDEED. Oh, God. That was bad. I know.

But c’mon la. You mean to say you won’t find us very QT?

The angmohs/tourists were really hyped up, and actually came up to us to comment/ask for photos AND ONE EVEN PHOTO-BOMBED haha! The Singaporeans were just like WTH? OH AND A DUCK TOUR BUS PASSED US AND VERY ENTHUSIASTICALLY WAVED AND GREETED US!

Okay fine, it was us who harassed them first. BUT THEY WERE ALL ~EXCITES! HAI! MERRY CHRISTMAS YO! Wtf. I don’t understand what I’m saying. It’s kinda late.

And a perfect end to 2010, Christmas:

<3 People I love. At Cathleen’s with her family. TQ SO MUCH CAT & FAMILY! <3

Spent the New Year’s Eve and New Year with my family. :-) I think 2011 will be just legen- wait for it…

Also, in retrospect, 2010 wasn’t that bad. Friends, food, fun. OKAY I DID SHITTILY IN SCHOOL but I’ll always have people who’re there for me. Thank you, all you wonderful people and wonderful things that happened.

So, 2011.

My resolutions will be kept private for the most part, but one of them include TO BE NICE TO PEOPLE AND BABIES. I’m always nice to babies but not really to non-baby entities so yes. I’ll work on that part.

LOVE YOU ALL AND HAVE A BLESSED 2011!

PS: I need to start studying for the MATH LECTURE TEST (HOMG PANIC!!! AT THE DISCO!!!) and WRITE FOR CAP MENTORSHIP (i h8 the stress and deadline i really do.)!!!!!!!!!!!!!

January 2, 2011
LIAN GANGDING.

YOU ARE MAKING IT VERY, VERY DIFFICULT FOR ME TO KEEP TO MY NEW YEAR RESOLUTION FOR 2011. The one about being all-accepting and patient towards creepers and the lesser humans. VERY. DIFFICULT.

http://www.facebook.com/lian.gangding

I’m sorry but it REALLY, REALLY annoys me that you’re creeper to my friends. I was pretty affronted the moment I accepted your friend request because,

1) IN ABOUT ME, YOU WROTE THIS: St Nicks Gals,Crescentian Gals,Cedar Gals and CHIJ-Toa Payoh Gals.JIAYOU.st nicks.YOG,JUBILATE and EXAMINATIONS.

That only tells me that you are borderline criminal with an incredibly disturbing fetish for schoolgirls, and you have not a notion whatsoever what ABOUT ME actually means. Unless of course you define your entire self as a stalker who’s bent on IDK? COLLECTING SN GIRLS ON FACEBOOK. THAT IS V PATHETIC AND IT MAKES MY HEART REALLY SAD FOR HUMANITY.

2) You have GROUPS organizing STRANGERS you add from your coveted schools. I understand that you might not have legit friends to actually add on Facebook, but that doesn’t make you adding stranger-girls on Facebook any more acceptable.

3) You list yourself to: ‘Knows American English, Japanese, English, Chinese’

I’m betting by ‘Japanese’ it is limited to the scope of ‘Sushi’, ‘Sayonara’ and ‘Kawaii’. The fact that you added American English? ‘Nuff said. I also highly doubt you are any more proficient with English.

Judging from the FB message you sent me after I deleted you from Facebook.

Not my prettiest moment but

To clarify! This was probably back when I was still obnoxious and wannabe, also most likely in a really bitchy mood AND THUS NOT A TRUE REFLECTION OF MY USUAL SELF WHICH I HAVE TO SAY IS REALLY VERY AMAZINGLY PATIENT AND NICE KTHNX.

But honestly this was – okay IS – how I feel about him.

But on to what disgusts me about him THE MOST.

4) HE PREYS ON MY FRIENDS.

Alright you can send me messages in crippled English and screw my brain up with your baffling lack of common sense and discretion but you DO NOT. I REPEAT – DO NOT HARASS MY FRIENDS. You can have a collage of a thousand different schoolgirl shots and wank to it every night for all I care but if one of them happen to be my friends you’re down.

DOWN.

K I’ve been reading your posts on all my friends’ walls for ages but this one was the last straw.

No one calls Gloria that except us. Dammit SHE DOESN’T EVEN FREAKING KNOW YOU. Granted it was nice of you (albeit REALLY CREEPY) to wish people a merry christmas but yknw IT’S JUST SO SAD AND SCARY WHEN YOU DO IT TO RANDOM GIRLS YOU’RE JUST WISHING YOU CAN HAVE A SHOT WITH.

Cuz it ceases to be nice, or even if it is, the scary-wanker-ness of it all overshadows any shred of niceness.

I MEAN WHY? Do you honestly think it’s very… (idk what you people call it) COOL? to have all these girls who don’t know you on Facebook whom you spend your life tracking and subsequently posting on their wall?

Do you honestly think one day someone will reply and fall surely in love with the dedicated manner in which you prey on strangers in the cyberworld and your shallow generalization of all SN/Cedar/Crescent girls?

Harsh as it is, you need to know what you’re doing is just downright WEIRD. Right now all I feel is pity for you. And I sincerely hope you will one day look into the mirror and go ‘Holy Shmoly I am such a huge creeper and from now onwards I will only add people I know on Facebook and stop fantasizing about SN girls but instead invest on English lessons so I sound less incoherent.’

I sincerely wish that.

December 26, 2010
the Stillness is the move

I am so strangely attracted to this song.

December 13, 2010