asphyxiates in excitement.

If I were getting married tomorrow, I’d wear this down the aisle. Gorgeous!!!

(Christian Dior, Paris Haute Couture Week)

senioritis.

I cannot reproduce artificially the panicked speed at which I study when an exam is imminent.

whyWhyWHY?!!
Stop procrastinating, Rachel!

(I blame senioritis. Neh neh ni poo poo.)

little moments.

My muscles are aching after yesterday’s exhaustingly dizzifying (literally. FY and I were seeing stars in the last 5min) tennis session.

Still, it feels good to get a workout. What I need now is a nice shoulder massage. Owwww.

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A random spawn of some unidentified neighbour dropped by to say hi to Topsy yesterday. In my mind, my first reaction was “Helllll what is this annoying miniature human doing asking for Topsy when I wanted to sit in the nice evening breeze and fa dai? Now I have to go forcibly pull the dog out of my Dad’s cabin!”

But pull my dog out I did. The seemingly unappreciative kid was not content with patting him through the gate (yes sorry I am quite unfriendly towards children), and asked plaintively “Can I come in?”

So with a huge sigh of exasperation I got the keys out and let him in. At which point I didn’t really know what to do. I am one of those people whose first impulse upon meeting children is to stick out my hand and go, “Hi. I’m Rachel. You are?”

I am, however, not stupid enough to follow through with this impulse. (Ha.) I was therefore very glad when the kid started babbling about his dog, and his life in general. He was quite an intelligent and engaging 10-year-old actually. I didn’t have to switch wavelengths to talk to him. Quite a refreshing experience really!

If only children were born as 10-year-olds, without all that screaming and crying and googoogaga. Oh well. U can’t have your cake and eat it!

my amusing father.

Me: Mom actually only needs one chicken drumstick.
Him: Ah, if you give her two, she will eat two. You know her voluptuous appetite for chicken!
Me: Voracious, dad, not voluptuous.

hello, old love.

Had a marvellous 3h chat with Cheesie yesterday about love, life, and pole dancing. Hahahahhh. I’d forgotten how nice it is to just sit down and have a long chat with someone over the telephone just because. Too used to people calling me only when they have problems I suppose. LOL!

Just like old times. I love you pookins.

the way we were.

The entries in this blog are really a sort of turning point. Even as I changed my blog address, I changed the way I wrote, the way I thought, the things I said, and, sadly, perhaps even the people who mean the most to me.

I cannot help but feel emotional when I read the past entries of things that were. Like looking at someone else’s life. Someone else’s happy life. I don’t know. I just feel really sad right now that things have turned out this way.

And yet I know I have no one to blame but myself. I think I should have been more understanding. More forgiving. I mean, shit, I’m arrogant as hell compared to what I was back then. Maybe that’s why those friendships have ossified. I want to be a nicer person, the person I was before 4 years of law school. And this attempt starts now.

If only I could take myself back to where we first began. Somehow, though, I have the feeling that I would still end up right here, regretting things of the past.

i CANNOT get over this.

I got insulted by a random trannie in orchard road!!
She just came up to me out of NOWHERE, looked me up and down and went “Aieee, what are you wearing?!” in one of those fake fashion mag hag accents! I was so stunned I just continued walking.

And that wasn’t the end of it. On the way back from the movie I had to walk past that area again to get to the car. As I walked past her (sitting on the bench this time), she pointed to me and went “HEY!”

I am still feeling traumatised. This was my favourite dress but I think I’m not wearing ever it again!! OMG!

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In other news, New York, I Love You was OK, but as with most of these fartsy-ish films, I don’t GET IT. They always try to be so subtle and understated that it becomes obvious what they’re trying to do, which then in turn defeats their purpose of trying to be subtle and understated. Do u get what I mean? Probably not. ;p

It was good fun though! Talking kok with the law peeps is definitely one of the major modes of destressing.

Hilarious quote of the day was provided by KK.
You know how law firms always have names based on surnames; e.g. “Ramdas & Wong”, “Rajah & Tann” or “Drew & Napier”? Well, KK had a brainwave:
“[3 other classmates and myself] should form a law firm! Then you can call it Gan Tnee Nah Beh!!”

And yes Caitlin, I owe you thanks. GRINS. You’re amayyyzin’.

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To show you the depth (or lack thereof) of my superficiality, let me show you what makes me happy (at this point in time anyway):

Colin Morgan and Bradley James from Merlin. WOOHOOOO! So crushable!!

ho hum.

I suppose I should be getting used to it by now, but every time I read about a client or case in the news that I had contact with, there’a always that little jolt of surprise. ;p

chick bones.

Had dinner with Ms New Zealand and Ms SS501 today. As I go through life it’s people like these that I am truly grateful for, people who keep me grounded and who make me realise what life is really about. Not about the politics we inevitably engage in in school/work, but things that are far more important – loyalty, trust, and above all, enduring friendship. These are the things we – or at least I – live for. And I feel so blessed to have people like this in my life.

Randomly, Ms New Zealand gets prettier every time I see her. Grins. Her cheekbones are awesomes. I would kill for cheekbones like that!!!

Now to get on with Mediation readings before watching Merlin. Woohoo I love that show! Colin Morgan’s cheekbones are AWESOMEEEEEE and I want to steal them!

yay & nay.

YAY:
(1) My dog is back with me! And he seems to be recovering well. Gobbled his chicken and eggs today!
(2) I started tennis lessons with FY! The coach seems quite good. FY’s already better after one lesson than the two girls I saw at OCC who had had 2 months’ coaching! Or maybe she’s just talented. Grins.

NAY:
(1) FOS Midyear has been released. Super OMG. I’m feeling the research inertia kick in.
(2) Biomed Submissions are due in 4 days! A lot to read arhhhhhhh
(3) I MISSED A&W RARRRGHHHHH

There is a definite feeling of DOOM this semester. omgOmgOMG