The art of multi-tasking unmastered

花样年华

At liyong and justine recommendation, I caught the first ep of Shomuni. The version uploaded on cr had the channel 8 logo embedded on the top right hand corner, reflecting an erstwhile era of japanese drama craze that swept our red dot nation back in the millenium. How very nostalgic.

Anyway, Makiko Esumi is Kou Shibasaki with the gams of Misaki Itoh. Prettier version of Kou Shibasaki, i feel. The rest of the cast I hadn’t cast my eyes before; goes to show how ancient this classic drama is. Still, I’d watched “Iguana No Musume” which was aired in ‘96 so this can’t beat that. What’s age when it’s a good show.

Shomuni is amusing in an offbeat style, somewhat reminscent of Hero. Well, it’s still too early to say. Shall down the entire show when i have the time.

Next up was In The Mood For Love. because i was in the mood for Tony Leung.

There was a part that i really liked.

Chow : In the old days, if someone had a secret they didn’t want to share… you know what they did?
Ah Ping: Have no idea.
Chow: They went up a mountain, found a tree, carved a hole in it, and whispered the secret into the hole. Then they covered it with mud. And leave the secret there forever.
Ah Ping: What a pain! I’d just go to get laid.
Chow: Not everyone’s like you.

The chinese title 花样年华 is actually a title of a famous song by Zhou Xuan. The song is still lingering in my head, like a bittersweet aftertaste. It’s those kind of song you gotta buy yourself a vintage gramaphone just to listen to it. Spin the LP and suddenly the room’s filled with old school chinese charm.

Fridays are always the best part of the week. Of course, unless you’re in retirement, or you’re a 4 year old kid. (which means you probably will not be reading this anyway)

RP lab passed extremely quickly today.

Jesus Camp: Not as disturbing as I thought. It’s more about evangelism than about christianity. And lol, on board we had eggy representing an objective voice from +++ ,and Shahira fronting the Islam house. Oh yes, and not forgetting me, lambasting chinese traditional worship in free reign. (mum will probably slap me front right centre if she ever hear of it)

We did not discuss alot. More like spending the lazy afternoon in one another’s company, heads on laps. Laidback rhythym. Playing rounds after rounds of hearts, big 2 and bridge. I sucked at bridge. Which is why i find it so fun. We continued into the night with cards and online shopping til about 10 plus.

During our train ride, i think i gave too much away.

I feel very contented to be in the company of some of the most wonderful people in dental school. The friends in my circle are such great people. We shared the same line of humour. (though it takes getting used to for some, hur hur) They’re real helpful and generous beings. And there’re people to confide in, be it nasty thoughts or simply private jokes. I hope our circle of trust will continue to be in tight fists and lips.

It takes alot of support and trust. And i feel secretly happy when i think back about me nearly verging on being he and it did not happen in the end.

By the way, this is georgina.

So much for indiscretion

Saw this at science canteen the other day.

A&W

kit – says:

working with u makes me feel safe cos i know u will push us

 

Waikit is so sweet:)

This week is a week.

I was only 10 minutes late this morning. But a peep into the window saw Dr Thean and i thought otherwise about entering. So i dragged my panting self to kopitiam for carrot cake. (it’s our latest addiction!) Joined the class as discreet as possible during break. Thank goodness for the break.

Crown prep. Was super pissed over something in lab today. But it turned out, all my anger and frustration were assuaged when i went out with liane to buy iced horlicks. (we were so wreary we packed up early and boycott lab) She shared my exact sentiments!!! The feeling of having someone who knows exactly how shitty it felt is like joining a ball to a socket.

Really, i think there’s no better lab partner for me than liane. I am not going to do anything silly to spoil our friendship when we go to clinics next year. never. Been hearing stories of labbies falling out and i’m slightly worried. Since i’m short-tempered. And i don’t hide my feelings.

For some reason, We headed to vivo. Kenneth, Liyong, Nic, Annabelle and Justine. Interesting. Annabelle dove into BYSI and we followed suit, emerging shortly with me a new white blazer jacket and justine a dress.

Then it was charles & keith after. Bought this pair of cute brown flats which garnered nods of approval from Kenneth and Annabelle. Justine says it looked like something yiyou has. Erm, maybe. Dinner at carl’s again. God, too much chili cheese lah.

wednesday

Okay, so the responsible ninny in me said, since i borrowed Serena’s articulator table, i should return it back to where I took it from.

So i went to her locker (which was at the bottom), arranged it back to its original position.

And as I was just about to get up, WHAM! Whacked my flat nose bridge on the underside of someone’s opened locker door.

Yes, please be considerate next time.

Cried. Cuz the blow was too sudden and great. And unhelpful comments could not hold it back. (but yes, I know you did not mean it. Cuz sometimes a whack like this doesn’t appear very painful) Justine was sweet to treat me claypot rice because i hit my nose. lol. Generosity comes at strange moments. I thought it was super funny that my tears were streaming down my face crazily and I was sobbing like a kukunugget.

I tried to kill myself last night with a ruffles chip.

Nighttime. Justine, Eggy and I hung out at our usual spot at vivo. Talked for a while. Later on, i went to meet Eeleng, Mariana and Xiaoyan. Mariana’s at her usual dramamama hilarious self. Added a word into my vocaburlary : tort.

I realised that i make alot of bad jokes. The worse thing is, people who are not close to me all ”bo hiew” me. my god. am i that unfunny?

> :D

“hello!
 
Had this mad urge to do this while reading rp during occlusion today. So yay! I hope you like it:D It’s not much, but i’m happy and i hope you are too><
 
i know, i could have chosen better pictures. lazy oops.
 
when i have more time i shall add more people and choose nicer shots!
 
love,
yoyo”

(actually, i get zero for creativity. all you with supermarket ocds will know at a glance, eeps)

+ camp

My mood spells ultra happy and lucky today:):):)

Considering that I’m really a pessimist at heart, days like this don’t come by often. Nonetheless, I’m really grateful to someone for turning my mood around. And enough of mulling and brooding, it’s time to change.

I nearly lost my glasses during clinics this afternoon. It went to clinical coat heaven/graveyard but thank goodness, with all the help I’ve gotten from the nurses, cleaners etc, i managed to retrieve my dear ol’ functional specs from the depths of endless churning whites spinning in a mighty washing machine. (or so, i think.)

Practical in the later afternoon was throwing me to slumberland, with the conducive dimmed lights, the drones of terms i can barely register, let alone decipher, and the peering into slides of neutrophiles and lymphocytes swimming in abcessed tissues. So i dozed off.

“Girl?”

A deep female questioning voice to my ear jolted me awake and all i thought of was shitshitshit. Sia la. Getting caught for sleeping is so secondary school can. And mine was a visible jolt with a shift from my seat of about 3-5cm. It only dawned on me seconds after that the people around was sniggering crazily. Turned out, Wenyi’s trying to pull one on me. Lol. Good one.

So wide awake, (and still not paying attention) Liane and I fiddled with the taps between us. She joined the tube from one tap to the other. And itchy hands me have to go turn them on. The tubes inflated and when it couldn’t “tahan”, a shot of water flew. A graceful arch, only to land in a splash, soiling our classmates’ notes. There was a commotion. People wondering where the water came from. Complaints about their wet notes. Eyes on the ceiling.

And the mischievous pair of us returned to our seats and had a sudden interest in our slides of a carcinoma in the nasopharynx. I never knew how fascinating it was.

We headed home and Liyong was really funny. i can’t exactly remember word for word. screw the dialogue anyway, I’m not a word memory person. So here’s the gist.

me: liyong, you want to come to jesus camp with us this friday?

ly: (shocked) who’s going?

me: shuyan, me, shahira, liane, eggy, justine etc

ly: (his expressions alternated between dumbfoundedness and classic disbelief. ) Are you sure shahira’s coming? Are you’re trying to convert her? (smth along the lines) Where is it? What are you going to do?

me/shuyan: Shahira’s very open and we need someone with an alternate point of view

me: liane’s exploring. It’s actually a 2hr camp briefing. We’re going to her house and stand in one circle.

me: eggy will be leading us.

me/shuyan: liyong, you got bible at home anot? you can go online and print, you know.

In other words, it was pure hilarious.

Let me make this clear though, I’m not poking fun at anyone’s faith. Sacrilegious, me? never. I have respect for religion however much I disagreed with them. Anyway, i just find it so funny cuz we’re the very people you will think last when it comes to exploring.

And liyong, thank you for making my train ride home so entertaining today.

me:

Long rambling into midnight

Sometimes I like to think of my life as one big folder, say My Documents. And when I open the folder there I see more subfolders with my friends’ names as headings. (Because I somehow compartmentalise my interests and memories by people I know rather than chronologically) So for instance, under the folder Eeleng I will see Artbox, chinese stuff, very cute and funny small things etc. Oh, and maybe Jam, hur hur.

And perhaps if I clicked on to say, Jocelyn, I’ll get some old folders (last modified in jc days) that say Hoops & Yoyo, tvb dramas etc. We have some new ones, but they’re all hidden folders. Cuz we tend to talk about stuff that we don’t really divulge to any tom and harry around. And of course, there’s the huge Dental folder with many subfolders appearing as we moved on.

Also, whenever I’m upset with my family, the whole folder that represents them is dumped into the recycle bin. But of course, we have things like restore, system recovery and all the computer first aid so nothing really gets thrown out.

So recently, under the folder “Xiaoyan” appeared 2 new folders, both that got me really excited. Xiaoyan, by the way, was the one to introduce me to indie music and I turned my back on mainstream ever since. One was Jdramas, which was created when the writers’ guild had a strike and all seasons of lost, supernatural, house etc were stalled. I really really love to discuss jdramas. So yeah, I was secretly happy and rooting for the writers all the way.

The other one surfaced just last saturday, when I met her for the esplanade youth thing. Haruki Murakami. It started with me wanting to read a feel good book. Kafka on the shore has a pretty interesting look and a uncomprehensible synopsis to match. But a few chapters into it and I was convinced my mood was not going to be uplifted by his talking in riddles and the uninteresting characters.

But a couple of months later, I decided to give it another go. And this time I did complete the novel. Haruki Murakami impressed me greatly with his kafkaesque alternate reality that’s seamlessly woven into the story in spite of how certain things just sounded so ludicrous. And some scenes (from his other works as well as this) felt extremely vivid. Like it really happened. Case in point: sputnik sweetheart – the ferris wheel and the hotel room scene. or when k lies in bed in agony with the girl asleep in his room. In wild sheep chase, I almost believed that there’s really such a sheep existing in reality. Spooks shiver my skin,

So xiaoyan’s into Haruki Murakami now and we both agreed on what we really like about his works. Felt I, will never read twilight though. lol

Well, okay, enough of My Documents.

This week there were alot of funnies. And I really wanted to pen them down but i don’t want to turn this post into a short stories for insomniacs. So I will share these anecdotes on another day, when I could use a good laugh.

Something really interesting happened during clinics, occlusion today! But kinda hard to share it here too. erghh. Bottom-line, I was charmed out of my socks.

After school was dinner with jocelyn. I wanted to try the french cafe that liyong recommended. Apparently the creme brulee is really good. But on our bus ride charmaine mentioned about modesto and it turned out, modesto was next to the french place. Toss a coin and modesto was where we dined at, in the end.

I had this really interesting looking dish -forgot what’s the name. Minced meat encased in a pouch of pasta multiply by 5. The minced meat tasted alot like pate, which was bad news. I didn’t really like the mashy liver taste. I feel cannibalistic chewing on things like this.

We talked alot. About how she’s feeling , about a certain friend she sat next to in class, about me and my perpetual confused state of mind. (there was something nagging at the back of my head for months now)  So that’s why I say my life is one giant folder of friends representing each aspect of my life. I talked to jocelyn what I don’t talk to to other people. Likewise, i don’t bring conversation topics I share with xiaoyan into a night with eeleng. In school it’s all about laughing and joking, and the occasional odd topic. I cannot imagine putting all of them together because that will means fusing everything together.

Everything’s so discrete and neat.:D

On a last note,

Tsanks alot, you know who you are. for all the comments. was really very heartening.

And on a super super last note: JUST A BOY by ANGUS & JULIA STONE. The only reason why you won’t like this track is cuz your earphones are not connected to your player.