I was going thru my e-mails when I saw this.

[ FW: WHAT LOVE IS TO KIDS ]

As a sucker for such tofu sweetie supposedly touching mails,
I clicked to open it.
And was really surprised at what some kids have to say

" When my grandmother had arthritis,
she cldn't bend over to paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time,
Even when his hands got arthritis too.
That's love. -- Rebecca aged 8 "

" Love is when mummy sees daddy sweaty and smelly
and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford --- Chris aged 7 "

" During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared.
I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that.
I wasn't scared anymore --- Cindy aged 8 "

I find it really amazing what kids notice
and how they interpret the things they notice.
For someone their age,
they sure notice alot,
and their understanding goes beyond what we expect of them.

Maybe it's due to them living their lives without a care in their pretty lil minds.
It's like a fresh sheet of paper,
untainted.

It makes me so envious of them.

I was reading sth the other day,
probably some Psychology stuff.

It says that in general,
people usually believe the best of people,
until they are proven wrong.
And when that happens,
their minds wld work such tt they will always only remember the bad stuff abt said person.
Evolutionary psychologists attribute it to ppl's instinctive survival needs,
our desire to protect ourselves from harm.

So little kids, without their wary shell,
sees things for what they are.
They are really seeing things for what they are,
uncomplicated images without the distortion of the self-protect mechanism.

It is really heartwarming seeing such e-mails.
It really puts me to shame when I think abt what I notice.

Just last Fri,
I was studying in the sch's library.
As I was furiously struggling with the stupid optimisation problems of an oligopolistic firm,
the guy in the cubicle to my right whispered to someone in the cubicle opposite him.
Very naturally,
upon hearing what he said,
my head shot up in an attempt to take a look at the person he was talking to.

No,
it wasn't anything especially warm or touching that he said.
In complete contrast to the sweet lil kids of the world,
noticing all the significant moments dressed under the disguise of the monotony of everyday life,
he caught my attention simply by saying this

"Why u wear so nice today? Meeting boyfren later ah?"

And I just had to take a look at how NICE is nice.

It isn't SUPER nice,
but it's at least 3549 times nicer than the profit function I've worked out
for the stupid oligopoly problem.

Like I said,
it is really mind-boggling,
what age does to the human mind.

On the other hand,
u may argue that kids are just getting smarter,
growing up faster,
younger.

Allow me to share some other stuff that some other kids have said in that same e-mail
to illustrate my point.

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired -- Terri aged 4"

He is so NOT stupid
( Pun intended... remember Terri? u noe, the fat guy from I NOT STUPID?)
Not convinced?
Let me introduce u to Bobby.

"Love is what's in the room with you at christmas
if u stop opening presents and just
listen --- Bobby aged 7"

PHWOAR!!

I have always thought tt the name Bobby is the most perfect name for a golder retriever.
Looks like I'm wrong.
Bobby sounds like a potential serial heart-breaker,
someone well-versed in the art of sweet-talking.

I tell u, this is VERY high level ok!!!
I have not met even a single guy my age who have achieved such an attainment.

Equally mind-boggling,
is evolution.

Sometimes I wonder if our world is moving at too fast a pace.
Times like this,
I wonder abt those being left behind.

And I hope I won't ever become one of them.

* Zee, I was originally in a collaggie mood. I intended to do up nicely pics from our ritual lunch, but my hp refused to load....I'll do them up n post them in the nxt entry so u can rip.

I'm blogging an awful lot lately.
And I tell myself this is advanced compensation
for my foreseen prolonged absence in the next few weeks to come
as I drag myself relunctantly off to

STUDY CAMP

Our ritual Lunch after the SHAKE LEG MAKE MONEY SESSION SAT.

Last Sat not rly shaking much legs thoh.

Nevertheless,

lunch was everthebest wit the usual khakis,

Ms Zee the Schizophrenic who became Ms/Mr Zee the sexy voice,

Ms Hong Yu Zhen 小姐,

and Boss,

the Miss-knoweverythingundertheuniverse

who happens to be a potential hotshot executive at MLynch.

Thank goodness for them.
I wldn't haf had enuf sanity to sit thru my afternoon Psycho Class otherwise.

It must've been the Psycho Saturday class
or the accidental exchange of breath with Ms/Mr Zee,
that I fell sick on Sunday.

But u noe wat?
Fortunately, there's this drug called the LK-pill.


Heard it's rly effective especially if u haf some S-POP to wash it down with.


And don't overdo it,
just 2/3 of the pill will do.

Remember,
don't be greedy,
good things shd come in lil doses.
I will not be responsible for ur diminishing marginal returns.


Received a call from a very missed voice earlier this evenin on my way hm.
Hearing his hearty laughter,
familiar crappy conversations,
it was just mindless laughter among
3 frens who had not met up in full set for the longest time.

I was rly happy for Bak Kwa.
So I told Deer,

"Seeing his roundness makes me extremely forgiveable towards his happiness"

U see,
he was building his happiness on our misery.
All his post-exams-joy.....
but u noe wat?

I feel comforted just seeing his horizontal growth.

Ok, so I lied.
I didn't blog cos I was trying to make up for my impending absence.

U shd noe I'm not THAT nice.

U noe it's just the feeling of
u noe u shd be doing sth else,
like mugging ur head off for example,
but u just can't bring urself to.

So u head to the computer,
turn it on,
and try to convince urself tt u're really doing sth productive,

sth bigger that benefits the GREATER GOOD of mankind.

I know,
I'm the biggest liar in the whole wide world.

And I know,
my throat's just gonna get worst.

Germans are not only good at brewing beer,
drinking beer,
bringing Nivea to us,
goal-keeping,
they are also VERY good at producing

GERMAN MEN

During the "cups",
German players like Lahm, Schneider, and Podolski drove me nuts.
During the very brain-draining 6hrs Managerial Econs UOL lecture,
this German man, Tobias drove me into a giggly feat.
*sigh*

I love his accented English.

He is so brilliently smart,
(I think pple who study game theory and strategy are geniuses!!)
charming beyond words,
and despite his reiteration that

"I am German. Germans are not funny, but we are very very punctual"

Trust me,
he is DAMN funny,
albeit in a dry British way.

And he is OH-SO-PATIENT and well-mannered....
Can u see the hearts shooting out of my eyes yet?

Now I begin to see a ray of light for ME.
He makes travelling to the godforsaken Management Hse for lecture worth it.


Yes, that is a pic of him.
After letting Steve Taylor walk away last yr,
I decided I wanted no more regrets.
I wanted a nice pic wit Tobias,
but he was swamped by the irritating Cheena-freaks with super extra time-wasting questions all the way till 5.15pm until my poor man almost missed his cab.
So I just snapped him wit my trusty K800i.

And mind u,
I'm not the only fanatic one.

There's this girl who snapped him during lecture can?

Now that's someone who like me,
has exquisite taste.

Where was I?

Right,
for those who haven't been there,
The Management house really looked like a retirement home for the rich.
And they say SIM is a non-profit organisation....

yeah right~

The long stretch of road leading in to the god-forsaken building,
the beautiful interior,
and the pathetically small and inefficient canteen screamed otherwise.

Come on loh,
that place is meant to be driven in can?
And pple are meant to eat out.
The canteen is really,
just for show.



Now I remember the idea of a non-profit organisation.
My local ME lecturer, Ting Ting,
makes a hell lot of sense.
He posed this question to the class last yr,
during Intro to Econs.

Why do firms still want to continue to operate despite making normal profits?

Because no profits only meant tt the firms do not retain their profits.
it does not mean that the firm is poor,
nor does it mean that the price charged is fair and barely sustainable for solvency.

It SO does not mean that consumers are NOT exploited.

It merely means that the shareholders' trousers
are bulging at their pockets.

Last Wednesday,
while the bunch of SIM mates and I were strolling along Bugis,
a strange guy ran up to us.

He claimed that my friend and I just walked past his manager
and we caught her eye.
She is thus really interested in talking to us.
He gave us her name card, told us to check out the webby (uanworld.com)
and asked for our no.,
claimin that said manager would love to contact us to arrange for an interview
and hastened off in a rush.

Stunned, babelicious fren and I gave our no.s and obediently checked out the webby.

It's been a long long time since this Aunty here was given an ego boost.
Maybe it's karma,
but it was eons ago since I was last approached/ hit on by males/females.
So naturally I was excited.

It came as a relief,
more than anything else.
It feels good to know that
my hair is not tt cheena-fied afterall.
And even if I looked like a cheena-kia,
at least I am an attractive one OKAY!!

So today,
babelicious friend and I headed down to the office for the interview.
The manager was really really really nice.
She told us how the company worked,
that for every assignment that we take on,
they'd take a 25% cut.
They even showed us their artistes who later joined mediacorp.
Famous ones like Jeanette Aw, Dawn Yeoh, Rosalinda Pho, etc etc.

It was really impressive.

What was even more impressive was the conversation that went on among the group beside us.
Apparently,
there's this bunch of si gin nas,
one of whom was approached by another agent,
who brought with her an entourage of girlfrens,
whom I believed,
were all hoping to be signed on.
(unfortunately, only THAT girl was given the application form)

Call me bitchy,
call me a psychologically unbalanced,
over-aged,
jealous ah lian
but,
kanasai!!
Their skirts are micro mini,
and their faces macham wayang sia!!!!!
Even Lao Niang doesn't slather on THAT much make-up when vanity creeps up on me.

Someone has to educate them on how bad too much make-up is for their skin.

So anyway,
I think the agent was pretty irritated by the bunch of kids so she asked the girl,

"How do you see urself fitting into UAN?"

"Oh, actually I'm quite interested in trying out modelling"

"Models have to be tall. You're still young, maybe u can take up skipping 1st?"

Si Gin Nas will be Si Gin Nas.

For those of you who are interested to know how our interview went,
basically,
she complemented on the uniqueness of babelicious fren's looks,
asked her if she was Peranakan,
and was all but drooling over her.

In contrast,
she told me that my features are very unmistakably Asian
(read: ordinary)
And then she asked if it ever crossed my mind to get braces done,
" U noe, ur complexion is rly gd, n if u get braces, u'll look even more presentable"

Even more presentable...

Gr8.

I guess I don't have to elaborate anymore huh?

Maybe when we walked past her the 1st time,
we sped by u see,
and she didn't spot the Dracula tooth on me,
nor my small beady eyes....

maybe she just needs specs.

*smiles sweetly*

After the interview
(FYI, I was still offered a place, it's just tt Babelicious fren and I do not have com cards, n we didn't wanna incur such capital expenses.....)
and the shattering of a potential career,
we loitered ard in search of ourselves,
and our future goals in life.

And we ended back in Bugis.

Sitting our butts down at TCC,
I have finally found the direction that my life's meant to take.
At 21 + yrs of life,
I have finally come to realise what I really really really would love to be.



TAI TAI

This is no joke ok?
Babelicious fren and I were really serious abt it.
We even came up with potential candidates like the boss of TCC,
or his son.
And we even came up with a plan on how to go abt splitting his fortune and branches.

Like I said,
we were DEAD SERIOUS.

I was also dead serious abt alot of things,
such as emulating my fave blogger.



And I tell u,
the way she takes pictures is no joke k!!
Tough work!!
U will never know until u try.
U'll end up with dozens and dozens of failed pics.
and when u finally succeed,
I tell u,
the gratification is like

CATHARSIS

*sigh

Try it if u don't believe me.

So the beautiful Tuesday afternoon was spent with my babelicious fren,
Ms Bimbo Chen.



It is amazing how we've known each other since secondary 3,
yet never really knew each other at all.

I used to ask my JC mates this question,
during the days when insecurities got the better of me.

Do you think the reason we stuck together as a clique was bcos we don't rly have a choice?

I used to think that it is circumstances that forced people together.
And I'm glad to find out that
it is really not so.

Circumstances,
They merely give people the opportunity to know one another
better.

14/03/2008 @ MOS



I didn't drink as much as I'd like,
partly due to the fact that I had the runs in the afternoon thanks to the Kimchi that I had for lunch.

The Kimchi from United Square's foodcourt.

The other reason is none other than the fact that I thought that it is hypocritical to consume drinks from ppl whom I do not particularly like.
Ok, not that I detest them,
but,
I just don't have good vibes about them.
And if I drink the stuff that they paid for,
when I don't like them,
and have no intention to ever see them again,
it violates my own principles.

Althoh I was quite gian for alcohol (thx to the mock exams),
it takes more than that for me to sell myself ok?
I still wanna wake up in the morning and be able to look at myself in the mirror,
and be proud of the girl lookin back at me.

Sometime ago,
I caught The Leap Years with Ms AM.
I remember her telling me that she regretted jumping into relationships so easily in the past.

In the show,
Jeremy said sth along the lines of
it takes alot of courage to wait for that special someone,
because it is difficult being alone.

Ms AM,
I hope u have that courage to avoid that very same pitfall.
That said,
I will still support you in whatever decision u will make.

Just,
make sure that u do so AFTER ur exams.

There are other more important things in life than love,
especially love that may not last.

In the show,
Lee-Ann chose to chase her dream.

I'm not cynical enough to laugh at her naivete.
I think we all should be like her,
provided that like her,
we already have tangible successes in the field of career to call our own,
provided that like her,
we alrdy have the other aspects of life sorted out and in order,
provided that like her,

we have the safety net called solid reality to fall back on.

A quick update.
Will blog proper soon.
More pics as soon as I get them.


The pple who make sch THAT much better.


Besides eating, wat else can LK do?

Take pictures!!!!!!
N play lesbians!!!!
Correction,
only dew n wo play lesbians.

N of cos, Ur fren here can make quaint collages.

That said,

nothing can beat your fren here who garangly went for her half day of shake-leg-make money session, and planned activities for the rest of the day,

all that with only an hour and a half of nap.

Back to my Korean hunks!!!