smoking.

so…i set off the block’s fire alarm last night.

accidentally! but still, what an experience. thankfully the blokes in my block are nice fellows and the girls were cool about it too. so whew! i was mortified still when the porter jokingly told me i’d to pay a fine amounting to a thousand pounds [and me, in full-blown mortification believed it]. i dont know what else to say, just well, what a way to meet the rest of the block.

in other news, looking forward to watching The Producers in London with the family next week (:

is…

happiness is having you know that im who i am today because of you, that your love is the reason i believe in God, that because of you, i will never stop trying, never cease praying.

it’s time to try defying gravity.

[edit: no clue why the pics wouldnt show on some comps the first time. anyway!]

was down in london for the weekend! and kevin, louis, ailin jiamin and i caught wicked…and it was brilliant. idina menzel as elphaba, adam garcia as fiyero (:

that was my favouritest scene from the show. and scouring youtube for clips of idina singing defying gravity and i’m not that girl makes me want to watch the next staging of the musical again, in front row seats this time :x perhaps when the folks are in london!

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crowd waiting in anticipation for…

haha, the holy gates of Topshop to open.

and it was also closure. officially retired after the singsoc elections; sigh nostalgia! it didnt seem too long ago when we were the ones getting grilled. when i popped over to louis’ kitchen to ahem ‘help out’ with frying the wantons. when ailin popped by to microwave her fried rice. and we were shot ‘waterstones or borders!’ questions. one year. and now heres the last night with the comm:

05-06.

Elphaba: I’m through accepting limits because someone says they’re so. Too long I’ve been afraid of losing love – I guess I have lost.
Well, if that’s love, it comes at much too high a cost

It’s time to try defying gravity.

i hope you’re glad, i hope you’re happy. farewell farewell im flying free because no regrets no regrets no one said it would be easy and no one said it would be smooth. but if i would just look to life’s sole sufficiency and even gravity cannot pull me down.

can’t breathe

amazingly eventful day.but thanks to essay-churning, my brain juices are spent. sentences are fragmenting. but its been a really wholesome day, haha:

1. dad’s birthday! woke up to a phone call from home.

2. my parents bought a house.

3. in yio chu kang! yiochukang terrace. corner unit!

4. chris, cheng, manda: isnt that really near you guys? apparently it’s five minutes from chompchomp.

5. rather ambivalent about moving away from the west :x

6. i went for college netball again!

7. sigh, we keep losing by a single point.

8. running on the treadmill does peanuts for my stamina on-court!

9. i got offered a christmas job at WHSmith.

10. subject to my submitting a photocopy of my student visa and referees [ive no clue what to do about this hm. past employers?]

11.  practising on the piano for shaowen’s flute exam tomorrow (:

12. guilt: i think im going to really suck. havent pactised in eons.

13. ive typed 1700 words for my Ulysses essay within a single day!  

14. i dont like stopping at thirteen.

15. or fourteen.

you in my camera lens, i in yours.

courtesy of jake! so i didnt run the 3.5k yesterday at nottingham; bah. but i decided to get moving, and went to play in a college netball match this afternoon (: for the second time in my university career. it was good fun, though james college [thats mine] was disappointingly understaffed. our captain wasnt there, and the team was quite short of attackers. wednesday’s match should be better though, i hope.

was pretty touched by a couple of messages sent by friends; dont worry guys, im fine (:

more pictures (: your signature in the skies and your whispers in the wind.

your hand in the everyday and your love in every blessing. it has been a rather rough couple of days. three hours of sleep friday night, and then a long bus journey down to nottingham for the annual games. friday was a wreck, or so it seemed. all those butterflies in the tummy for nothing :x first disappointment, then jadedness, and then laughter. not bitter laughter though; im rather genuinely amused now that the elections are over. genuinely amused, and genuinely relieved as well. que sera!

no regrets: