Sunday, November 27, 2005

chapalang.

For once in my whole blogging life, I'm going to say anything that comes to mind and blog like those normal bored human beings who waste most of their lives away in front of computers describing what they had done in the day-noon-night, without attempting to use any bombastic words to impress anyone or telling any jokes to brighten up your day in whatsoever way. So unless u r realli interested in my life or genuinely concerned about me, I suggest u ignore this entry and read something else. 'Surf' some other sites if you will.

Today WAS a fun day. I tried windsurfing. I was super energetic. Falling and climbing back up and falling and climbing again. It's bloody difficult to balance on the board with the sail up. I was ecstatic the moment I can stay upright for more than 5secs and traveled for bt 5metres b4 I fell over. I never felt happier falling. The water's there to break your fall and it feels damn good to get wet! Woohoo~ Then I got up to try again and again and again, till I could balance pretty ok on top, even though I still din manage to do a proper turn successfully. At the end of the whole session, I realised I had orh cheys (blueblacks) all over my knees and elbows from the countless number of climbs up to the board after I fell. If the gor chiams & zik kaks (50cents n 1 dollar) marks on my body are real, I'd be a millionaire.// Countless scars in and out. I was dead tired after windsurfing. Gloomy night, coupled with my lethargy, apprehension and disquieting thoughts - I went just a bit crazy after seeing a different group of ppl altogether.. was lost halfway in the transition. Hope everyone out there is well. Those that I truly care about -you know who you are-. Tomorrow will be a better day. For you and me.

Friday, November 25, 2005

Dive Hantu for rescue course? die...

My 1st reaction when I learnt that my rescue diving course will have to be done at Hantu: I'll die diving. (kk. not so exaggerated) But, honestly, visibility is so poor at Hantu, how the hell am I gonna do my search and rescue?

Ok, I'm back here at home safe and sound, limbs intact and blogging. Great achievement considering my previous encounter; (phew~) even though, I pretty much flopped the skills required to perform for the course... I'm happy to be alive.

If the victim to be rescued were real, he/she would most probably have died in my hands- based on the fact that I nearly murdered my very-much-alive sister playing dead. When we exchanged roles, she took the chance to revenge by trying to drown me in the saltwater. Also, while on a task to search and rescue a missing diver, me & my buddy (aka my sister) got lost ourselves in attempt to navigate our way through opaque waters. And you thought we were 'Rescue Divers'. Muahaha. I shall not go on ranting about how bad everything went.

On the bright side, I managed to overcome my fear of Hantu. I wasn't the least bothered by it's opacity, being able to dive with people who know their way around. I actually got to see some interesting marine life, thanks to the trained eye of an experienced diver. Picked up a few tips from my instructor too, and it certainly built up my confidence to dive in singapore waters. And, yep, despite my laments, I had loads of fun, be it exploring the underwater world or having group activities with the others. Can't wait for the next dive trip. Hantu or Salu or Dayang or Phuket or wherever.. I'll be ready for you. I'm hooked and I wanna dive for life. (if i got the money..)

P/S: Wish I've got the chance to do the rescue course again and sharpen up my mediocre skills. I really don't want to kill someone when I'm diving in the future. ^teehee~

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Ienttirensg Suftf

Got tihs off an aonn mial form the net (fwreodard form Ah! Bnag). Kewl~

Cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!

5 mroe dyas to Ptoetr!~

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Big 2day.

Everyone's congratulating me for joining the 'Big 2' club. Ok. It's not chua daidee. Though I wouldn't mind joining such a club if it existed. =P

It just dawned upon me that reaching the 'special' number, means losing the privilege to be irresponsible for certain course of action tt one may take which resulted in undesirable consequences, cos I'm no longer a 'Teen'ager. Well. It's not that bad actually.. Can always see it as simply taking more responsibility cos of the wisdom I'm supposed to have acquired with age? Haha.

However, you can argue that the above statement applies to any stage of your life. Heh. Forgive me.... I just have a 'thing' for dates and numbers. Just need to break that psychological barrier in telling myself that I'm not young anymore.

Ironically, as I'm willing myself to grow more mature up in the head, the gifts & surprises I received are indulging the child in me. No~ of course I'm not complaining. HAHA. Shows that my friends understand me well enough to know what I truly like. But I must really say.. the huge tub of Venezia (if KL insists) proved quite a challenge to test the strength of my 'Love'. Just when I thought I've managed to overcome an obstacle, I was put up to the test again when I got home. Thanks to moZ & Zpig, I had to 'treasure-hunt' my way to find the presents. Birthdays don't come easy afterall. They must have been plotting revenge against me after I walked in on them..........trying to set up my surprise birthday cake. Now I have the mark of their wrath imprinted on my walls everytime I switch on the lamp, which, by the way, is part of their gift for me. (It's an IKEA lamp that projects stars and planets of different colors on the wall- We named a few selected stars after ourselves.) Despite my 'angry' words, it's a very sweet moment if you can imagine. And to complement the 'fantastical' addition, I received a toy accordion, from TK netballers, to play music along with the dancing lights. HAHAHA. Lovely friends I have. Really. The sweetest ever. Also, I can't not mention- Inky's huge sacrifice to make a scrap'board' for me, complete with nostalgic photos and tulips, despite the teasing by nike-ians for being late. Thank you so much.

Enjoyed the time that we used to catch up with each other. For those who took the time to celebrate my birthday: - (In order of appearance)Inky, Shuang & KL, Dawn, Melis & Pig, Yiqi, XY, Rach, Corina - A simple 'Thank You' is not enough for the timeless moments, but I still have to say it anyway - Thank you very very much. Course, not forgetting those that smsed me your kind wishes, really appreciate the messenges. =)

I know this is starting to sound like a 'thank you' speech as if I've won an Oscar or something.. but.. (In Hagrid's tone) "Not everydaieh a young ladieh turns 20, eh~?"

HAHA. On this very last note.. I have something to look forward to after my Big2day... Go watch Harry Potter & the Goblet of Fire. 17th November. Loves, Loves.

P/S: BHPians are not forgotten. We shall catch it together after I've 'premiered' it.