Seriously, take a walk around SBS, and one would be able to easily distinguish between the final year students and the rest of the years.


Signs to watch out for?


1. The number of pimples appearing on the faces of the final year students escalates as 17th April draws nearer.


Normal exams are stressful enough. But with a thesis that is gonna be due so soon, the number of pimples escalates at a worryingly rate on the faces of the Year 4s.


2. The dark eye rims that seem to have increased in their diameter, and inevitably, circumference.


This is from the lack of sleep. Try doing 19hours of experiment non-stop without sleep, watching as the skies turn from bright blue to orange (evening), to pitch darkness, and bright again, all before your eyes.


Utterly depressing, really.


3. Zombie-like strides, stiff shoulders.


Once again, the stress and lack of sleep totally contributes to this. My perpetually stiff shoulders have grown rock hard.


4. Overgrown hair/fringe/brows.


There is seriously no time to visit the hair/beauty salon. =((


5. The gradual deterioration of the physical upkeep.


There's a gradual change from beauty to comfort. The abandoning of contacts for glasses (comfort for the eyes after long hours in lab), wearing more comfortable clothes. There's seriously no one to impress while doing lab, so who are we dressing up for? It's not as if the arteries would know how to appreciate how pretty you are.




I get real picky when choosing blogs to read. I lament about the good bloggers not updating frequently enough, and that friends seldom update. 'cause there is a decrease in good bloggers, and an exponential increase in the boring ones/blogs with heavily photoshopped narcissistic pictures/blogs without content at all.


I don't really care about the number of pictures there are just as long as there is a good content. I don't give a single damn about how pretty the photos are photoshopped. And for these 2 reasons, I blog without pictures pretty frequently, and even if I do put up pics, they wouldnt have been photoshopped.


Alright alright. I don't photoshop 'cause 1) I'm too lazy. Resizing is enough to kill me, if I were to photoshop the gazillion of pics I have in my comp, they would never get to see the daylights of this blog. 2) I don't have photoshop in my comp. And most importantly, 3) I cant photoshop. HAHAHA.


And seriously, people ought to type in good English when blogging. All those aLtErNaTe cApS just murders my eyes. Grammatical errors or spelling mistakes irks me endlessly. I don't dare to proclaim that I blog really well or have no grammatical errors or spelling mistakes, but I do try my best to minimize them.


I read, I vet, and I edit so many freaking times before and after I post an entry just to make sure that these errors don't happen.


And what's with posting a picture of food, and captioning it "Food. Yummy!" or whatever crap la. I know it's food. And I know that it's yummy, otherwise you wouldnt have ordered it, or even taken a picture of a disgusting plate of food right? Like so utterly, DUHZ.


People would say that it's their own blog, and they are free to blog about whatever they like. But what's the purpose of a blog if they don't cater to what the readers want? It's better if they were to write it with pen on paper and stash it under their pillows 'cause it's only for their eyes, and their eyes only.


If they don't really care about what their readers think, why do they wanna keep track of the number of people that visit their blogs by keeping a stat counter?


Even I, who prefer to blog with only words, cater to my readers by posting pics as I know people would just skip wordy posts and scroll on to the pictures.


I'm wondering if I am blogging for an entirely wrong set of audience here.


Argh. Ranting here feels like a waste of time as there wouldnt be anyone who would read this wordy post.


On a happier note, I found a blogger that blogs really well. Popagandhi, whom I originally thought was an old boring guy 'cause of the name "Popagandhi", and didnt bother to read back then is making me regret for my years of neglect. I'm catching up on lost time by reading her archives, and boy, she's a totally amazing blogger.

And so, today started off erm, great I guess. I overslept, decided that since I'm not doing anymore experiments and there's no motivation to go to school early, I continued sleeping. I woke up refreshed, and everything was going pretty well until I happily went to buy bubble tea before going to school.


That's when I saw that the honey that the bubble tea auntie was pouring into the cups has loads of ants crawling all over.


Like ALOT ALOT ALOT.


I was stunned for a few seconds, and by the time I regained the ability to talk, the auntie has already started pouring the green tea into the cups.


Ahhhhh..


Having no alternatives, I started praying that the ants didnt die and get trapped inside the honey that the auntie was pouring, praying that the ants were just stupidly crawling outside the container and didnt manage to go inside the honey container at all.


I didnt even dare look at the 2 cups of bubble tea, but kept hoping for "No Ants! No Ants! No Ants!"



The cup that I was hoping for No Ants!


But all the hopes were all for nothing... 'cause I saw at least three drowned ants swirling around as I shook the cup. =((((


Looking at it, I was contemplating between feigning ignorance and drink everything down, but another part of me was so utterly grossed out by the thought of drinking ants down into my stomach when I KNOW that there are already ants.


After emo'ing for a damn long time, trying to scoop those ants up by the huge straw (useless attempt by the way), I decided to get this:



From the quad. =D


Thank goodness for the existence of the quad (+nanyang mart).


And I started fishing the drink for the ants.


And...



TADA!


Told ya there's 3 ants.


But my bubble tea didnt look too great after all the fishing.



=((


But at least I can drink it happily now. =D


Oh, and the most annoying thing? Xiang's bubble tea didnt have any ants at all! I should have just gave mine to her, and let her drink without knowing that there are ants instead. As people say, ignorance is bliss. HAHAHAHA.

Listening to Buckcherry's Sorry is making me all emo. Like so wth.


Recently, with the crazy weather of heavy rain, then sunshine over and over again, there's been the appearance of rainbows everywhere.


My dad was picking me up from Xiang's house when he stopped the car and asked me to look at the longans on the tree.


But popping my head outta the window, all I saw was this:






And I immediately yelled "THERE'S A FREAKING HUGE RAINBOW LEH!!!"


Dad: =.=


Me: "Wah.. The rainbow super pretty leh!! Quick! Mommy! Look! Ahhh.. Super huge!!"


Dad: "Aiya, look at the longans!"


Me: "Where got longans???"


Dad: =___=


Dad: "There!! See? On the tree that has white bags protecting them!"


Me: "OH."



Ah.


And I went back to admiring the pretty window much to my dad's disappointment. HAHA.


And the evidence of how freaking huge the pretty rainbow was, even Weili saw it in AMK. And I was in CCK.




Ahhh.. So pretty. =))


On other matters, Xiang and I found the appearance of Tronkys again!



Our love.


It's freaking 1buck20 for ONE TINY LITTLE STICK! Which can be swallowed in 4 bites! =XXX


Xiang and I were like searching for the 6 in a box but couldnt find, so we had to settle for this wonderous little stick full of explosive goodness in it.


But the downside of it? It leaves you craving for more. And more! And MORE!


=XXXXXX


I'm so gonna go broke buying Tronkys.

I realized that...


... more often than not, the people who ask for opinions are merely just seeking affirmation in their own opinions.


... ranting is just a way to get things outta the system. Ranting doesnt mean that we are searching for solutions. It also means that we feel much better after a rant, even if there isnt any solution.


... my eyes are on the verge of closing at 10.21pm, and I just wanna go home.


... some people cannot blog to save their lives.


... some blogs are just plain BORING.


... I'm just a week plus away from the dateline of my first draft.



OH!! I'm going homeeeeeeeeeeeeee! =DDDDDDDDDDDDDD

2 weeks ago, we celebrated Ah Ma's 80th birthday!


Here's the glorious good food. *coughs*





And what's a gathering without loads of photos man.




As you can see, we tried to act cute, tried to kiss our niece, and even tried to dig something (nose/eye/ears/teeth etc). =DD





And here's some pics that I made into a collage. Am super proud of the collage can. HAHA.


Oh ya, and Grasso bought a bouquet of flowers for us to share for the bday girl.






It's super huge until it's bigger than my face!






Me and Grasso. HAHA. I know you arent gonna like this pic. *Ignores*





My family. =))





With our adorable Ah Gong. See how cute he is la.






And finally, with the birthday girl! Wooo..





Hmmm. I think I was attempting to act cute. Oops. HA.




Then I tried to dig Beannie's ears.





And she dug mine! Omgosh. See how I was enjoying it? HAHA.




And it's finally the time to cut cake!


P/S: I realize, they have been getting the same cake over and over again for years! O.O





I think Ah Ma's the happiest when she's with her hubby of 60++ years. 'cause no matter how many times we asked her to look at the camera and smile, she would forever be distracted by people behind us.

And this is the most natural shot of her laughing with her hubby. =)) Cute hor?






And here's their kids.





And kids with the kids-in-laws. HAHA.





And their grandkids along with a great-grandkid. Told ya reproduction is a wonderous thing. From 2 multiplied into SO MANY! Ho ho ho.





And individual family shots.


I think I <3 <3 <3 my family man.


And finally, a shot with my fav cousins. =))



p/s: The digging photos are seriously too unglam to be posted here. So admire in your own comps ok. And it was unfair 'cause Jas was acting cute instead of unglam!! *dagger stares*

There are alot of things that leave me dumbfounded, and sometimes my head hurt from thinking why are they like that.


I wonder why some people cant live their lives with more responsibility.


Why cant the friend whom I was concerned about, who made use of my name without telling me in advance, cant tell me that things are already fine, leaving me to piece things together from the glimpses that I get occasionally.


I'm still upset about this, but he's already back in his happy world, making me wish that I wasnt even concerned in the very first place.




Why cant people turn off the lights when they leave the room, turn off the tv when it's not in use, refill the kimwipes when they have finished using it, refill the distilled water container when the container ran out of water, pour away the waste water in the beaker when it's full and not take it for granted that it's always empty.


Often, I have to turn off the lights, TV, refill the kimwipes, distilled water, pipette tips, pour away the waste water in the beaker 'cause it threatens to overflow, or in quite a number of cases, the water actually overflowed and made my bench so damn freaking wet, so I had to clean up the mess.


And these leave me totally annoyed. These arent my responsibility, but often you will be able to find me doing it 'cause I need the things that have ran out, or I couldnt take it anymore after waiting to see if the person will actually refill them/pour the waste water away.


But I have learnt something too: If they didnt do it for the first time, they won't do it no matter how long I wait for. It's useless. There's no point in being hopeful that "Hey! They might actually wake up from the bubble that they have been living in, and be responsible for the first time!"


If they are irresponsible, Kimberly, they will not metamorphize into responsible butterflies overnight, or in 2 months. There's no point in getting all annoyed or pissed off by your own optimism. <-- Something that I have to chant to myself to retain my sanity.


URGH.


Sigh.


Another thing is that I wonder why cant everybody live in peace. Why cant we forgive and forget. Why cant we all just let things go, and not harp on matters long gone.


Before anyone that reads this blog and think that I'm talking about them, don't worry, I'm just talking about things in general. There are alot of matters recently that ignited this feeling in me.


Anyway, isnt it better to live happily? Isnt it better to live a life without so much angst, so much anger?


And before I contradict myself, I know I might get annoyed (points to the stuff all above) at times, or get pissed off at other times, but the annoyance and anger just flows outta me once I get them outta my system, and I go back to my happy tralala world.


I forget stuff, and in time, I forgive as I forget. The different levels of annoyance/hurt/anger just takes different lengths of time to be forgotten.


My brain is already satuarated enough with an overflowing amount of stuff, important and mundane, facts and gossips. It seems that it takes alot of energy to be angry, to remember all the matters that made me so pissed off, and I get so tired of trying to remember why I got so annoyed, so I just let things go.


It's easier that way, you know? Just rant, and let go. Rant, and let go.


Fewer number of wrinkles added to your face too.


I know everyone's different, and I cant expect everyone to live their lives like how I live mine. And that's why I'm marvelling and wondering. =)

Ahhhhh.. I'm finally posting up pics of my bento!


But I'm a little sheepish to say, they don't look as good as Laoshi's ones. 'cause SERIOUSLY, HERS ROCKS.


Examples:




and



(Both pics are courtesy of Laoshi's blog!)


Super chio right?


Well, mine, in comparison................



Are you ready for it??


Really?


1....



2......



3.....!


TADA!





and





HAHAHAHA.


The annoying Yannie says that my bento looks like chap cai ber'ng. =((((((( But I swear, they taste damn good la.


But I keep thinking about her saying my bento looks like chap cai ber'ng.... =((((((((



Ah. I shall ignore Yannie and move on to happier stuff.






Here's me and Yishi! On the bus outta school when I decided that we should camwhore a little. =DD


And the damn pretty trees that are blooming like crazy now.




My love.


They are so pretty that they never fail to put a smile on my face whenever I see them around school. Especially when I look down on the grass beneath the tree and see loads of pink or white flowers scattered all around. Ahh.. The beauty of nature is totally unrivaled.


And today, I finally ended my cravings for sashimi.




*DROOLS*




Here's a happy me. See the smile? Totally beaming at the sight of sashimi. Ho ho ho.




And the Yannie who was licking her sashimi!


Then, our mains came.




Yannie's Double Niku Soba.


The soup, beef and meatballs are damn good. Especially the soup!


And my..




.. Chicken Katsu Don!


I kept thinking of the bowl of don that I had back in my Nanyang days where we ate at Cosy Corner, with scrambled eggs and sauce with onions and some meat. The meat wasnt that relevant to me as I kept thinking of the sauce with onions and eggs.


But anyway, this chicken katsu don is damn good! I seriously think Iciban Boshi is fantabulous. It made me fall in love with sashimi for the very first time years ago. At the exact same Suntec one. =DD


Which brings me to my next point: I don't like how the Suntec restaurants are located (in a circle). I can never remember whether to turn left or to turn right. Which restaurant is located on the left or on the right as they look totally the same to me.


And so, today, we took a gamble and took a left turn at Kenny Roger's in a bid to find Iciban Boshi. And Yannie asked:


"What if it's on the other side?"


To which I replied "Then we cry lo."


And the super mean Yannie declared, "Anyway, I'm okay with it. It's you who will cry 'cause you are the one in heels."


=((


And so we walked and walked and walked for one whole damn circle, and we couldnt find Iciban Boshi, to the extent that I was thinking that they have already closed down, when we finally found it.


Next to Kenny Roger's. Which was on the right side of Kenny Roger's. So we effectively walked ONE WHOLE HUGE FREAKING ROUND!


*stabs myself*


URGH.


Ok, moving on to happier matters.


We next went to MOF for our desserts!





Black sesame with waffle + soft swirl ice cream and black sesame sauce + cornflakes + jelly + gula melaka (correct spelling?) + (fake) cherry + peach + watermelon.


Weird combi hor?


BUT IT'S FREAKING NICE LA!!!








See our happy faces?


Yannie says that it's 'cause I'm so totally deprived for so long that's why I think that the food's so good today, to which I had no rebuttals as I'm really deprived for damn long.


Evidence?


My last movie was FOUR CHRISTMASES.


=((((


And now, it's back to reality. It's gonna be labby and analysis and thesis and 1st draft for the next 1 month plus. But with today's good company and food and laughters (besides the pair of heels that were murdering me), I hope I'll have enough motivation to chiong all the way.


=)))

I've changed my blogskin! SUPER CHIO NOW. I'm so darn proud of myself! Ho ho ho.




I love the Zip-A-Dee-Do-Dah song. It's just so cheery and happy and wonderful to sing to, and it fills me with immense happiness whenever I hear the song. =))




I like those singers with sexy husky voices. Like Chris Daughtry, Aerosmith, Bon Jovi, Hinder, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Fall Out Boy. And to think Biatcho called it the voice that has eaten 100 bowls of laksa. =X


And reason for me bringing this up is 'cause I'm listening to Fall Out Boy's America's Suitehearts. HOT!!!!




I'm super glad that Britney is back. "If You Seek Amy" rocks I tell ya.


And I seriously think that Britney leads a miserable life. All the fame came with the price tag of having no private life.


So as I told Xiang, be careful of what you wish for. =XX





I'm supposed to be writing my Materials and Methods (YAAAA.. I KNOW... Still not done yet! =XX) but I'm procrastinating as usual. And I'm like changing the blog template and updating my blog but not writing the M&M.


And I realized that whenever I procrastinate real badly, I blog. Or change the blog template. If you noticed the pattern of me changing my template, it's always when I'm gonna have exams, or something huge is due, or whatever.


I know, my bad. =X




I think I'm a damn good cook. HAHA.


I have been whipping up damn delicious dishes for my bentos every single morning that I'm so utterly impressed with myself. HAHAHA.


And Da Jie thinks that I ought to be more modest about it. But who will know that I'm a good cook if I don't announce it everywhere I go? No one else eats my bentos besides me and my Da Jie!


So I shall still stick by my annoucement: I think I'm damn good at cooking. Ho ho ho.


Oh ya, some pics of my bentos would be up soon. But they arent as pretty as Laoshi's as I havent been making the riceballs etc. They are just delicious hor. =DD




I'm becoming a hermit.


My Project Officer's social life is going for movies, eating Japanese food (SASHIMI!!!!), going swimming, singing K etc etc.


And I have been getting excited about the prospects of going to Sheng Siong with my parents.


Yes, it's that bad. Trust me on it.




I love chatting with Yannie on MSN during my lab. Then we would come up with crazy ideas. Or I would inform her about my bowel movements, or we would be reminicsing about our outdoor cooking days.


And we realized that we loved to sleep on the floor when we were children. Or rather, halfway through the night, I would run over to my parents' room and put the mattress on the floor to sleep. But I would end up sleeping on the floor anyway as the floor is cooler, and I would always roll over to the floor.




I liked to play with LEGO as a kid. I built houses, then played with the tiny lego people, creating stories every single day. And I would get damn upset if I were to lose one lego brick, or flower, or window as I knew how many of each flower/window/long pieces of bricks there were.


My childhood's about Mary Poppins, Sound of Music, Home Alone, Bao Qing Tian going "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaay.... Ooooooooh.". I don't remember watching any cartoons at all so when people go "Captain Planet, he's the hero!", I don't know what the hell they are singing about.


But I do know how to sing the line "Captain Planet, he's the hero!" 'cause Xiang kept singing it to me back in secondary school. Don't ask me why she sang that to me, I really don't know.


Other memories include playing with Play Doh, sitting on the swing and singing all day long, clutching my doll which has eyes that can blink, learning Spelling (both Chinese and English) by writing them down repeatedly before asking my aunt to test me on it.


And I have always wanted a doll stroller to push my doll in, but that dream never ever came true and I was already all grown up before I knew it.


Oh, and I loved loved loved Enid Blyton, Famous Five, Secret Seven, Sweet Valley (High, Uni, ALL!), Fear Street, Christopher Pike, Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys.




This entry is getting a tad too long, and people are gonna complain about all words and no pictures again. But hey! It's rather interesting what! Read it people!


Alrighty, I had better continue with my Materials and Methods before the day is over. =)


XOXO
Kimbo

This is what you do when you get bored:





Stick the empty aluminium foil for the ependorf tubes on your fingers in an attempt to make them look longer.


Then you camwhore with your newly elongated fingers that are fit for moisturizer ad:





=DD



Actually, this is inspired by Xiang who stuck those aluminium foil onto her fingers when she was bored of watching me add my drugs into the wells. =DD

Ahhh.. I'm currently stuck in school now, reading my journals till I'm going a little crazy as the more I read, the more things that I realize about why my experiments are going a little nuts.


And so, I got so bored that I started taking pics.




Here's the chocolate that my boss bought from Tokyo. The strawberry one is DAMN NICE!


And here's the pic of what my table looks like now:





The bubble tea bought by Xiang. HONEY GREEN TEA OK!!! *happy*


The bread is being murdered by Xiang currently as she chomps on it.


The digestive biscuits that kinda gave me indigestion. I don't know why after eating it, I feel so damn freaking full for so damn long. It ought to be called indigestive biscuits instead of digestive biscuits. The name totally leads people on man.


And of course, the disgusting journal papers that I was reading reluctantly as the first draft is gonna be due soon. I don't wish to be so stressed that I become the third victim in a week to end my life in NTU. People are already starting to call us the Virginia tech of Singapore.


Like what the hell man.


And so, I was reading happily when Xiang called me to her lab with a request:


"Quick! Come over to my lab now! Hurry!!!"


Thinking what the hell was the matter, I hurried over, only to discover that I was a contestant in a "Fill The TINY Pipette Tips Contest!!" organised by Xiang and Kelvin. The loser was to treat the winner an egg prata that cost 1 buck.


And yes, you guessed it right. I lost.


I have this feeling that the annoying Xiang purposely called me over to cheat me of a prata man.


!@#$%^&*()


Oh ya. Need I mention, she won.


That annoying irritating !@#$%^&*().






The middle ones are by me. =(((





The boxes that I filled till my hands were trembling in erm, excitement. Of which I happily dropped like 10 tips on the ground.


Poor Kelvin had to pick them up for me as I was still filling the boxes up when he and Xiang have long finished theirs.


And I just realised, I was HELPING THEM FILL TIPS AND YET I HAVE TO TREAT XIANG A PRATA LA!!!


Where got this kinda thing one!!!!!


Cheat my labour and my money!!! !@#$%^&*()

我好累。


我真的非常累。


走在这个孤单的FYP的路上，只有能靠自己的力量来摸索，找寻答案，完成论文。


以往一直都有好友的帮助。一碰到难题，只需拿起手机，按8个号码，就能有救星来拯救我。只有到了现在我才发现我这一生走来的学业道路上，是有多么幸福。尤其是有湘在这10年来无限的帮助。


现在的我只能从大家的“加油！！”当中吸取力量叫自己要努力努力再努力！


很可怜hor？


哈哈。


hmmm.. 其实我还好啦。只是有点沮丧，所以借用这儿发发牢骚。也可能是看了吴老师所描述的雪糕，有了突如其来的灵感以中文来blog. =))


OH YA. 还有！大家！加油！加油！加油！