Okay I sort of got really bored because currently I am on a one week break from school after the exam. So I decided to venture into this topic. Please take note that this is my own experience.
Let's start from BMT (:
Honestly the time from after Moses graduated, well when we both graduated from polytechnic, it was full of new experiences, like both of us finding jobs to earn money. But the crucial point was I think about a month before he was going to enlist? Things got a bit more edgier, for me I guess I was not very comfortable thinking that I was only going to see him only maybe once a week or not at all, given that at that point of time I was working full time in a laboratory. I think what kind of helped was cutting down the time we spent together during poly, like we were meeting each other every single day in poly including saturdays and sundays because sunday is Church day and at that point of time I already started attending church with Moses.
We tried not to find each other or we lessened the time we saw each other in school because it was our final year in poly and I had Final Year Project and he had modules and internship. His internship was during the first half of the year, so it was a huge transition because they could only mean that I would only see him during the weekends. Or if we were even lucky that he finishes internship early for that day he could come down and see me at school and we would go home together. So during the second half of the academic year, I got busy with more things to do in FYP and had to start preparing for the FYP report, while Moses also had a FYP to do and with his modules. So if he had to go off earlier he would come by to the laboratory in school (I was doing internship-linked FYP in school so I was in school doing FYP and spent all my time in the labs) to tell me that he was gonna go home first.
So with this little transition we sort of got used to only seeing each other maybe once or twice a week, sometimes slightly more. But as the enlistment date started to inch closer, I got more insecure. I was scared that he would leave me (for what I also have no idea why) as there were so many rumors and stories about young couples breaking up during the time when the guys go to army. I was worried that because of the time we were able to see each other was gonna be cut down so much, I feared for the worst for this relationship. I knew that during this period I won't be able to call or text Moses as much as I want to, I can't do it freely, as in he wont be able to reply freely because they will be busy training. We definitely talked this out and Moses assured me that there's nothing to worry about, honestly it's all just guys.
On enlistment day, I took leave to go with him to tekong with his family. Although I felt like I wasted hours of my time there because most of the time we were separated from each other. But the breaking point was when we had to say our goodbyes, not going to see him for 3 weeks confinement, was so painful for me. I held back my tears because I didnt want him to worry about me, but in the end he told me he knew I was tearing up already.
The 3 weeks of confinement was a new experience to us, not being able to talk to each other freely. But what helped was looking forward every night to the phone calls. It was my most treasured time I had with Moses and he would tell me what happened that day, what he was facing. It helps me to understand what he was going through and I know being there for him and listening to him was good enough for him.
As the days go by, it was kind of manageable because being able to hear his voice at the end of the day made everything so much better. And getting to see him on the weekends was always something to look forward to after a 5 day work week. However, there are days that don't go as well for me, especially when I need to talk to him urgently and needing his comfort, he can't be there for me and only I can wait for his call at night. Also, during his field camp for a week was the worst because there wasn't gonna be any calls for the whole week. Also the night before his field camp started, the last phone call he could make before the field camp was very very rushed. Because, my parents insisted on catching Ah Boys to Men ON that very night and insisted that I go too when I have already watched it once. So I had to answer the phone call outside the cinema, I nearly cried.
POP was a day for the recruits that they were happy about because after that would be their new vocation and new experiences, whether they would go to Officer Cadet School or other places like medics. And the boys had a one week break from army. Sort of like a short holiday. It was also a day that I felt so proud of Moses for being able to go through BMT and finally passing out! Also, it was a day that I never ever got up so early before. HAHAHA. Even though the whole thing was sweaty and smelly, I was just glad to be there to share this moment with Moses.
Moses eventually got posted to OCS, so so proud of him! It is not easy to make it into OCS, to be eligible to get into OCS, one must obtain a Gold award for IPPT. Eventually Moses signed on with the AirForce.
Things from there started to go smoothly because after his training for OCS airforce was finishing and with the social night dinner, commissioning... then he was off to his next vocation. I guess really the hardest part was the beginning during BMT and field camp, but from then it was quite alright as both of us gotten used to it. His next vocation allowed him to go home everyday which was better, sometimes if possible we would meet in the evenings for dinner, but that was very rare given that I had evening classes to attend, and I need to use the time after work to study if there weren't any classes scheduled that evening.
Moses has now gone into studying at NTU, he's staying in Hall which is sort of nearer to me but it's the other end of the country for him hahahahaha! We meet sometimes during the week, but during his and my exam week we don't meet up because us meeting up means not studying already. So to let each other focus and do our best for our exams, we tend to not meet up unless for dinner only on rare occasions. We still meet up on Saturdays, but nowadays because I am in my final year of school, some weekends I have full day classes so we only can meet for dinner. Other than that, it's pretty alright (:
As a girlfriend, no doubt it hasn't been easy, but what we should do as girlfriends of those going through army, is to;
1. Be his pillar of support
Just be his listening ear, just let him talk about their day and trying to understand is actually good enough for him. Even though it sounds like too little, but at the end of the day of physical training, all he wants to do is talk to you and sometimes to just listen to your voice as well(:
2. Trust him
Letting him know that you trust them is quite an important thing, after all, he wouldn't want to hear that his girlfriend has trust issues and it can be quite frustrating for him. And girls, they're mostly guys in there. So what's there to worry about? (:
3. Let him decide what to do on the weekends
You can always make suggestions but ultimately let him choose. Sometimes he just wants to stay at home because he's been through tough training the whole week, and he also wants to spend time with his family, alongside with you. There was a time when Moses said he just wanted to stay home and have dinner with his family so I just went along with it.
4. Write letters for him
I didn't manage to write to him for field camp, but if you go to the enlistment with your guy, you can ask them for 1 envelope for yourself. I didn't know I could do that so I didn't ask and I had no idea when Moses' family was going to send so I just sent a short text to Moses before he went for field camp. For me I tend to hand write letters to Moses as it has a personal touch, to encourage him. He appreciates them a lot and some of the letters he leaves it in camp where he stays in for the week.
5. Do things together on the weekends
Try to bake or cook together on the weekends. Moses and I baked cookies together once and because he could bring in food to the camp, we baked like 2 batches of our own edited recipe of chocolate chip cookies. It was quite fun honestly.
6. Make the most of time together on the weekends
As you already know, the time that you get to spend together with him will be very limited. I know girls have their bad days but still try to not let that get in the way(:
I think that's about all that I have(:
Next post would probably on eczema.
x
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Hiatus
Hello!
Pardon me from the long 2+ hiatus. I haven't had the chance to exactly blog, and I don't exactly like the mobile blogging application called Dayre. Maybe I just like the computer keyboard better haha!
I am currently at work now, working part time ever since last year August, honestly this job doesn't benefit me well but it just gives me the flexibility of being able to have more time to study. Before work can study and I can have time to exercise as well.
2 weeks ago I started a new exercise regime, I am trying to lose weight, especially tummy area, so I've been getting up early and exercising for about half an hour before I shower and study/do school work. Hopefully I will achieve my goals of being able to lose weight!
Update on my life, I am on my last year of studies! So slowly counting down the months ahah, okay la, not really counting but wishing it would end faster. Because I dislike studying, I prefer hands on and not theory. Currently the module I am taking now is biochemistry year 3, it is known to all students to be the toughest year 3 module. I really do wish that I can pass this module, or rather, pass all the modules of this final year so that I would not have to repeat it. If repeat, need extra 4 months! Wasting time and wasting money.
Hopefully next year when my contract ends (I'm gonna extend another 6 months this august) in february 2015, I can find a job. I have no idea where God will place me, people around me say they want to become Office Lady, I preferably want a lab job. I love microbio/bacteriology. I hope it is also high paying.
So far my grades are generally fine, not getting anything below a CR (Credit Pass), so I guess that's kinda good.. But of course I would like to do my best, and get Distinctions! My ex-colleague told me that no matter what, just do my best, because the grades do matter when getting a job.
As for my relationship, currently we have been together for 4 and a half years now! Can't believe it. Was reading my older blogs where I just began my relationship with Moses, it hasn't been easy and my thoughts were so much immature last time. I cringed when I read those posts... Moses is going to NTU this year! Hopefully he will settle in well, and study hard, and score good grades.
I think next year once I get a stable job, and still paying for school fees then, probably Moses and I are going to apply for BTO. I hope that my mum keeps her mouth shut. Honestly I just found out yesterday from my sister, that my mum doesn't like Moses because she is the super old fashioned chinese parent , she doesn't like how he dresses when he comes to my house (he normally wears tshirt, shorts and slippers) which by the way I totally don't mind, and he doesn't bring gifts when he visits. Like seriously, super old fashioned can. Now already 2014, not 1980s. What a headache. Apparently my mum still hates my secondary school friends as well because they said that she was fierce, but that was like at least, 6 years ago? Up till now she still hates them. Seriously don't know what is wrong with my mother.
I hope that in the future I do not become like my mum. Her attitude, her temper and her thinking.
I really thank God so much for Moses, he really endure my temper, I know my temper is still horrid.
Anyway, hope everyone is doing fine, till next time!
x
Pardon me from the long 2+ hiatus. I haven't had the chance to exactly blog, and I don't exactly like the mobile blogging application called Dayre. Maybe I just like the computer keyboard better haha!
I am currently at work now, working part time ever since last year August, honestly this job doesn't benefit me well but it just gives me the flexibility of being able to have more time to study. Before work can study and I can have time to exercise as well.
2 weeks ago I started a new exercise regime, I am trying to lose weight, especially tummy area, so I've been getting up early and exercising for about half an hour before I shower and study/do school work. Hopefully I will achieve my goals of being able to lose weight!
Update on my life, I am on my last year of studies! So slowly counting down the months ahah, okay la, not really counting but wishing it would end faster. Because I dislike studying, I prefer hands on and not theory. Currently the module I am taking now is biochemistry year 3, it is known to all students to be the toughest year 3 module. I really do wish that I can pass this module, or rather, pass all the modules of this final year so that I would not have to repeat it. If repeat, need extra 4 months! Wasting time and wasting money.
Hopefully next year when my contract ends (I'm gonna extend another 6 months this august) in february 2015, I can find a job. I have no idea where God will place me, people around me say they want to become Office Lady, I preferably want a lab job. I love microbio/bacteriology. I hope it is also high paying.
So far my grades are generally fine, not getting anything below a CR (Credit Pass), so I guess that's kinda good.. But of course I would like to do my best, and get Distinctions! My ex-colleague told me that no matter what, just do my best, because the grades do matter when getting a job.
As for my relationship, currently we have been together for 4 and a half years now! Can't believe it. Was reading my older blogs where I just began my relationship with Moses, it hasn't been easy and my thoughts were so much immature last time. I cringed when I read those posts... Moses is going to NTU this year! Hopefully he will settle in well, and study hard, and score good grades.
I think next year once I get a stable job, and still paying for school fees then, probably Moses and I are going to apply for BTO. I hope that my mum keeps her mouth shut. Honestly I just found out yesterday from my sister, that my mum doesn't like Moses because she is the super old fashioned chinese parent , she doesn't like how he dresses when he comes to my house (he normally wears tshirt, shorts and slippers) which by the way I totally don't mind, and he doesn't bring gifts when he visits. Like seriously, super old fashioned can. Now already 2014, not 1980s. What a headache. Apparently my mum still hates my secondary school friends as well because they said that she was fierce, but that was like at least, 6 years ago? Up till now she still hates them. Seriously don't know what is wrong with my mother.
I hope that in the future I do not become like my mum. Her attitude, her temper and her thinking.
I really thank God so much for Moses, he really endure my temper, I know my temper is still horrid.
Anyway, hope everyone is doing fine, till next time!
x
Sunday, April 27, 2014
My Past, My Present.
I was reading an article on facebook and was inspired to just blog this, it was about how they feel that looks matter and how different people treat them.
I don't even know whether anyone would read this but here goes;
In primary school, I was this small, short girl. Big eyes. But. A crybaby. Everyone didn't like me because I was much rather a "teacher's pet" not by choice, my parents have instilled this "must be good and study hard and get good grades" kind of child. I started wearing spectacles in Primary 3 because in Primary 2 holidays I played too much computer games, old school computer games with my sister.
This was how I looked like;
Glasses, braces and NOT pretty. at all.
Look at that horrible fringe (shudders)
In any case I was always shunned by popular group of people in my class, I still remembered clearly that my friends were gonna go to watch a movie together and asked me to go along, so I said okay, and when the rest of the group that were supposed to go saw that I was going, I clearly remembered 1 guy who mouthed to someone about me "she's going?!" and I could see that he was very unhappy about it. So I just went off to the toilet and I was really upset about it. In the end the plan was cancelled and everyone just went home, with my mum asking me why I came home when I told her I was going out with my friends after school. It was really quite hurtful, like I knew nobody liked me from then. To make things worse, I was assigned to be in that guy's group for literature project - play. He was supposed to carry me and put me on the floor, the day of the performance he practically dropped me on the floor from a height. I can never forget that I don't know why.
Secondary 2 was also the year I got rejected from councillors. I was on probation but in the end I didn't get in. I was pretty upset too as I thought that councillors were where the cooler people were and I wanted to be part of that. I wanted to be more accepted into school and unfortunately I just didn't make the cut. But looking back now I am kinda glad that I didn't get into councillors.
Secondary 3 was another new phase, streaming into double sciences and new people. New class, new people. And I decided to try soft rebonding. To calm those curls down.
It was then I kinda underwent a major change? I was off braces, started to wear contacts to school, reduced the load of books into the locker.
I took up a leadership role in choir, being the assistant section leader. But I knew that the seniors didn't exactly liked me then because I corrected one of them in front of the choir about some event we went to. I kinda knew that he/she didn't like me because of that because I felt it.
In secondary 4 I found my close group of friends, those who stayed and were always there for me, through boy trouble, through bad results, through home problems. I really thank them and till now they are still there for me even if I can't meet them so regularly. But I think I was still trying to fit into the popular group, but I think I was used more than I was trying to fit in.
So O Levels came and left, I met less and less with the popular bunch in my class as I wasn't exactly invited to their gatherings.
I had an average score for my O levels, enough for me to get into a decent JC but my mum wanted me to get into Poly so I managed to get into a course that I wanted, following my sister's footsteps.
I entered poly, again new friends new environment.
I am not going to talk so much about poly, just gonna talk about how people accepted me differently. I guess in poly I looked much better? Because I felt more welcomed, felt more accepted. Before I got attached to my current boyfriend, there were 2 other guys who were trying to get to know me and in the end try to woo me. But I chose my current boyfriend instead, because of his personality and he was one of my good friends before we got together.
I stopped rebonding my hair because it was damaging so I let it grow out (which happens to be the best decision ever even though the growing out process was horrendous).
People made fun of me but no harm intended and I took it lightly which was what I changed my mindset to. I couldn't possibly get angry at people for teasing, it'll just end up everyone hating me.
My poly year 1 picture;
I don't even know whether anyone would read this but here goes;
In primary school, I was this small, short girl. Big eyes. But. A crybaby. Everyone didn't like me because I was much rather a "teacher's pet" not by choice, my parents have instilled this "must be good and study hard and get good grades" kind of child. I started wearing spectacles in Primary 3 because in Primary 2 holidays I played too much computer games, old school computer games with my sister.
This was how I looked like;
I know, terrible. I was still chubby, and was a crybaby. I got bullied ALL the time. Insulted by classmates. I admired how others were popular and wanted to be like them. I could cry up to 4 times in a school day. My curly hair made my hair all messy. I was always one of those chosen last for the team if there was even someone to choose. I tried to fit in so bad, I didn't even know whether what I did was right. Boys shunned me when they think they heard I "liked" them that kind of thing. They just didn't want to have anything to do with me.
Not only that, some teachers actually bullied me. Take me for granted, expect me to be an 'A' student. My music teacher expected me to turn up for every single practice, when consecutively I didn't appear for practice nearing SYF because I wasn't feeling well and my mum dragged me away from school to go out, my music teacher came up to me and scolded me and said she initially wanted me to represent the school during SYF to collect the prize but she changed her mind. I was pretty upset then, well representing school to take prizes was kind of a big thing, because I was never the smartest in any class, just an average student trying to live day by day in school, trying to pass PSLE at the end of this journey.
At the end of PSLE, after we got the postings to which secondary school we were gonna go, I was rather determined to stop that crybaby shit and be tough, stronger. The cryings mostly stop, only on a few occasions like bad results that I would cry. But it was much rare as compared in primary school. Unfortunately, I wasn't cute (to me I wasn't, but I remembered in secondary 1 when I entered the choir room for the first time to meet the choir as I was a direct school applicant through choir, the girls were all "she's so cute" and wanting me to be placed in their section but I ended up in Soprano). But I was considered a nerd, because for me it took me so hard to get a placing in my secondary school as my PSLE results couldn't get me into a good school and the school I was posted to, my parents weren't exactly pleased.
There were lockers, which for me from secondary 1 to 3 I hardly used it, I practically carried ALL my books around school in my bag (crazy I know, I don't even know how I managed to do that). I wore my geeky spectacles, was sent to school via car every morning, and picked up after school everyday including after choir practices. To go home for tuition. My mum drilled me on studies, she didn't want me to end up like my sister. She wanted me to be better. I had tuition for almost every subject I took, except literature and english. So you can imagine my weekly routine; School - tuition - school -tuition - school - choir - tuition, weekends were full of tuition. At that point in my life, I was not going to church regularly, my parents had the habit of asking us to stay home to study instead of going to church so it became a habit for my sister and I from primary school.
Secondary 1 and 2 was kinda tough, new environment, new friends, friends who backstabbed you, friends who used you, friends who only talked to you when they needed you, friends who didn't care. But there were always friends who were there for you even if you didn't know. Secondary 2 was when I officially really liked someone, but looking like shit I got rejected. He didn't feel the same way but I am quite thankful that we didn't get together at all because he turned into someone I didn't know anymore and I wouldn't want to associate with anymore.
This was how i looked like when I was secondary 2;
Look at that horrible fringe (shudders)
In any case I was always shunned by popular group of people in my class, I still remembered clearly that my friends were gonna go to watch a movie together and asked me to go along, so I said okay, and when the rest of the group that were supposed to go saw that I was going, I clearly remembered 1 guy who mouthed to someone about me "she's going?!" and I could see that he was very unhappy about it. So I just went off to the toilet and I was really upset about it. In the end the plan was cancelled and everyone just went home, with my mum asking me why I came home when I told her I was going out with my friends after school. It was really quite hurtful, like I knew nobody liked me from then. To make things worse, I was assigned to be in that guy's group for literature project - play. He was supposed to carry me and put me on the floor, the day of the performance he practically dropped me on the floor from a height. I can never forget that I don't know why.
Secondary 2 was also the year I got rejected from councillors. I was on probation but in the end I didn't get in. I was pretty upset too as I thought that councillors were where the cooler people were and I wanted to be part of that. I wanted to be more accepted into school and unfortunately I just didn't make the cut. But looking back now I am kinda glad that I didn't get into councillors.
Secondary 3 was another new phase, streaming into double sciences and new people. New class, new people. And I decided to try soft rebonding. To calm those curls down.
It was then I kinda underwent a major change? I was off braces, started to wear contacts to school, reduced the load of books into the locker.
I took up a leadership role in choir, being the assistant section leader. But I knew that the seniors didn't exactly liked me then because I corrected one of them in front of the choir about some event we went to. I kinda knew that he/she didn't like me because of that because I felt it.
In secondary 4 I found my close group of friends, those who stayed and were always there for me, through boy trouble, through bad results, through home problems. I really thank them and till now they are still there for me even if I can't meet them so regularly. But I think I was still trying to fit into the popular group, but I think I was used more than I was trying to fit in.
So O Levels came and left, I met less and less with the popular bunch in my class as I wasn't exactly invited to their gatherings.
I had an average score for my O levels, enough for me to get into a decent JC but my mum wanted me to get into Poly so I managed to get into a course that I wanted, following my sister's footsteps.
I entered poly, again new friends new environment.
I am not going to talk so much about poly, just gonna talk about how people accepted me differently. I guess in poly I looked much better? Because I felt more welcomed, felt more accepted. Before I got attached to my current boyfriend, there were 2 other guys who were trying to get to know me and in the end try to woo me. But I chose my current boyfriend instead, because of his personality and he was one of my good friends before we got together.
I stopped rebonding my hair because it was damaging so I let it grow out (which happens to be the best decision ever even though the growing out process was horrendous).
People made fun of me but no harm intended and I took it lightly which was what I changed my mindset to. I couldn't possibly get angry at people for teasing, it'll just end up everyone hating me.
My poly year 1 picture;
But in the end through the years in poly I found my true friends, through many obstacles.
One of my recent photos at a friend's 21st;
and my trip with my family to bangkok this year;
I mean yeah like people approach me more nowadays as compared to last time when i was younger.
I still say I am insecure. I never felt that I was pretty enough, never felt I was skinny enough. I always feel that I'm not good enough, not smart. I always wanted to be a blogshop model, but I don't think I will ever be good enough. I'm not as pretty as them, I don't even have that figure. I am not even skinny. Like for real. I never felt I was talented enough, always admired people who had the courage to participate in Singing competitions. Never felt I was good enough to be even singing in pubs. I was hesitant to be a backup singer in church but I guess that was just God's calling. I still think I am not good enough and there are so many people out there who are much, much better than I am.
As what I said, I don't even think anyone reads this blog anyway.
But if you are reading, thank you for reading (: God bless you.
x
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Thank you post.
First of all, I wanna thank my parents and my sister. For putting up with me for 21 years. And helping me with all the preparations (balloons and buffet).
Next, I wanna thank my boyfriend, Moses. Thank you for everything. For enduring my shit nonsense. For my whining. About the party. and everything. HAHAHA. Thank you for your gift, your expensive gift, so that I can play pokemon with you HAHA. Thank for buying the drinks, even though it was too much, thank you for helping me book the chalet, thank you for being my instax photographer, and also constantly praying for me whenever I have exams. I love you eheheheh.
Next, I wanna thank my bff, Ain! Thank you girl, for staying with me for the first night, even though you got nagged at by your mum cos you were tired and still was willing to come down for me. Thank you for being there for me for the past few years, for accepting me for who I am, even though our friendship was up and down till after foc in 2012. Thank you for helping me with the painstakingly process of putting up the photo collage. Thank you for everything. I hope that you will do well in your school work and find love soon :D HEHEHEHE.
To my 3 poly friends (Missing Juanita at party), thanks for being such awesome classmates and bringing laughter and fun to classes. Juanita, thanks for being such an awesome fyp partner! The times we spent during internship sleeping, eating and watching shows..heheh.
To the batch XIII, the three of you, thank you so much for coming, thank you for confiding in me some issues, but really am glad to have met you through society (:
To my NUS ex-colleagues, thank you for always talking to me at work! And Denise thanks for being my lab partner!
To my PSB Uni friends, thank you for helping me when I need help, especially my first module when I was just settling in and stressed! Hope all of you graduate with good results and continue to work hard!
To my dear bff Carissa, you were dearly missed :( But it's okay! We'll still meet for Christmas! I hope you pass all your modules and graduate! 1 year has passed so quickly, the memory of you leaving for Australia is still fresh in my mind... Thanks for being there for me always, even when times are bad, thank you for listening to my rants and accepting me for who I am. Miss you loads.
To Moses' friends from St. Hilda, thank you for welcoming me to your gatherings (: You've brought a whole new level of fun to me! Thank you guys for coming (:
x
21st Birthday.
Another day, another birthday, 21.
I didn't really have a good actual 21st, but I had an awesome party the day after.
Was supposed to blog about this like at least last week but I was sooo busy and tired with work and school, given that I had NO break at all after the last exam which fell on my actual birthday. Which made it sucky.
15th Nov.
Was surprised near midnight with a box of presents from my sister, haha she couldn't wait to give it to me. Really thankful for the amount of stuff she bought me, make up stuff mostly.
Next morning woke up to have lunch and then studied abit before heading down to school to cram for exam at 7pm. Was honestly real sucky because there weren't any past year papers we could count on and do. School is so fucked up. At least give us last year's practice paper la. Okay fine, realised they couldn't because the paper had the EXACT same essay questions as last years. But c'mon, you want people to pass right... give us a past year paper lah! = =
So... before the paper, was cramming, Denise bought me a cake. HAHA so nice of her and I was nearly forced to blow 1 candle out 21 times. Look at that tired face. LOL.
So 7pm, doomsday. I looked at the paper. MCQ was HELL. and the essay questions? Took me eons to decide which one to do... I only pray that I pass. I pass I will be very happy.
Rushed home after and went to pack my stuff before mum and dad sent me down with Ain to the chalet.
Mag, Royston, Elena and Moses were there, and they gave me a surprise birthday cake after my parents left! So sweet of them. Sorry I don't have any photos of it ... lol.
Moses and Mag went home cos Mag couldn't stay and Moses had work next morning.
Anyway, had trouble sleeping that night cos not used to it.
16th November.
Woke up at 11 am? Changed and went out with Ain to have lunch while Elena and Royston went home first.
Slacked around till 1pm then started on the photo collage.
This is the end result!
Showered at 3pm and chilled like till 430pm and started getting things ready.
Party started at 630pm.
I can't say anything much about the party because it was so hectic :( Sorry to everyone who came I wasn't a very good host :( Well, the society people got self entertained by the 2 birdies my sister brought from home so it gave me a chance to go and entertain my other guests.
All in all, I really wanna thank everyone for your well wishes and presents, I appreciate them all very much, thank you for taking time to come down all the way to pasir ris to celebrate my birthday. I hope everyone enjoyed themselves and the food and the cupcakes!
The people missing was my dear Carissa stuck in Australia, waiting for grad. Weisheng on course. Weijie in Germany. Carmen who was very exhausted from work. Kahho on duty. Eujin last minute cant make it. Yubin can't make it.
Look out for the next post for thank you pictures!
After the party was over, or rather my parents left, we started opening the beer and apple cider. And I didnt bring ANY bottle opener. So someone found a way, using the backdoor knob to open. Moses was opening the bottles and suddenly, his glasses cracked because the bottle cap had bounced off onto his glasses. Thank God he was wearing glasses. If not his eyes... I really don't know what could have happened.. :(
So the society people started playing with my helium balloons and sucking in the helium (again making me worry wth), and after they were done like most people started leaving except Moses friends. We went to go bowling and then went back to the chalet and the guys played poker till 3am... then we went to sleep.
17th November.
Thank God my parents came to pick me, if not I really do not know how to bring back the whole bunch of presents and unopened drinks back home...
Look out for next post!
x
I didn't really have a good actual 21st, but I had an awesome party the day after.
Was supposed to blog about this like at least last week but I was sooo busy and tired with work and school, given that I had NO break at all after the last exam which fell on my actual birthday. Which made it sucky.
15th Nov.
Was surprised near midnight with a box of presents from my sister, haha she couldn't wait to give it to me. Really thankful for the amount of stuff she bought me, make up stuff mostly.
Next morning woke up to have lunch and then studied abit before heading down to school to cram for exam at 7pm. Was honestly real sucky because there weren't any past year papers we could count on and do. School is so fucked up. At least give us last year's practice paper la. Okay fine, realised they couldn't because the paper had the EXACT same essay questions as last years. But c'mon, you want people to pass right... give us a past year paper lah! = =
So... before the paper, was cramming, Denise bought me a cake. HAHA so nice of her and I was nearly forced to blow 1 candle out 21 times. Look at that tired face. LOL.
So 7pm, doomsday. I looked at the paper. MCQ was HELL. and the essay questions? Took me eons to decide which one to do... I only pray that I pass. I pass I will be very happy.
Rushed home after and went to pack my stuff before mum and dad sent me down with Ain to the chalet.
Mag, Royston, Elena and Moses were there, and they gave me a surprise birthday cake after my parents left! So sweet of them. Sorry I don't have any photos of it ... lol.
Moses and Mag went home cos Mag couldn't stay and Moses had work next morning.
Anyway, had trouble sleeping that night cos not used to it.
16th November.
Woke up at 11 am? Changed and went out with Ain to have lunch while Elena and Royston went home first.
Slacked around till 1pm then started on the photo collage.
This is the end result!
Showered at 3pm and chilled like till 430pm and started getting things ready.
Party started at 630pm.
I can't say anything much about the party because it was so hectic :( Sorry to everyone who came I wasn't a very good host :( Well, the society people got self entertained by the 2 birdies my sister brought from home so it gave me a chance to go and entertain my other guests.
All in all, I really wanna thank everyone for your well wishes and presents, I appreciate them all very much, thank you for taking time to come down all the way to pasir ris to celebrate my birthday. I hope everyone enjoyed themselves and the food and the cupcakes!
The people missing was my dear Carissa stuck in Australia, waiting for grad. Weisheng on course. Weijie in Germany. Carmen who was very exhausted from work. Kahho on duty. Eujin last minute cant make it. Yubin can't make it.
Look out for the next post for thank you pictures!
After the party was over, or rather my parents left, we started opening the beer and apple cider. And I didnt bring ANY bottle opener. So someone found a way, using the backdoor knob to open. Moses was opening the bottles and suddenly, his glasses cracked because the bottle cap had bounced off onto his glasses. Thank God he was wearing glasses. If not his eyes... I really don't know what could have happened.. :(
So the society people started playing with my helium balloons and sucking in the helium (again making me worry wth), and after they were done like most people started leaving except Moses friends. We went to go bowling and then went back to the chalet and the guys played poker till 3am... then we went to sleep.
17th November.
Thank God my parents came to pick me, if not I really do not know how to bring back the whole bunch of presents and unopened drinks back home...
Look out for next post!
x
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Many firsts.
Today was a day of many firsts.
No kidding.
First time leading songs, 2 at that. And sharing something with the congregation.
The praise leader was late, first time. He was never this late, but we forgive him haha. Im sure nobody wanted that to happen.
My parents came to MPCC for the first time!
I was very nervous. Like panicky. Cause I dont even know what to say.
And i think i forced my voice out abit. Throat hurts.
Tmr gonna go down to print notes.
Sigh.
x
No kidding.
First time leading songs, 2 at that. And sharing something with the congregation.
The praise leader was late, first time. He was never this late, but we forgive him haha. Im sure nobody wanted that to happen.
My parents came to MPCC for the first time!
I was very nervous. Like panicky. Cause I dont even know what to say.
And i think i forced my voice out abit. Throat hurts.
Tmr gonna go down to print notes.
Sigh.
x
Monday, September 16, 2013
post-exam break
HELLO.
I just ended my exam like last week.
So this week is kinda like my 1 week break, though I have work.
Am now teaching kids how to use computer, though I don't exactly support this very much, the kids are like 4-6 year olds and it is actually optional for the parents to put them through this programme. Oh well.
For sure I won't let my future kids learn computer so fast. Or get a handphone.
Anyways, Shu Wen's birthday was on Saturday night, kinda okay haha I guess? Didn't know a lot of people there except the people I went with to the party. hahaha.
So here's some pictures from that night.
I just ended my exam like last week.
So this week is kinda like my 1 week break, though I have work.
Am now teaching kids how to use computer, though I don't exactly support this very much, the kids are like 4-6 year olds and it is actually optional for the parents to put them through this programme. Oh well.
For sure I won't let my future kids learn computer so fast. Or get a handphone.
Anyways, Shu Wen's birthday was on Saturday night, kinda okay haha I guess? Didn't know a lot of people there except the people I went with to the party. hahaha.
So here's some pictures from that night.
look how fat moses is HAHAHAHAAH.
Sunday was okay, did the registration for my laboratory class, at 10am IN CHURCH = = seriously the school has to learn to stop placing all this registering shit on SUNDAY MORNING. hello, people have church and you can't use handphone to access somemore. FAIL max.
Surprisingly, Moses has started to sing more and humming songs more, I think it's because he's learning guitar. hahaha we were like singing together randomly while waiting for his train at redhill to go back to tampines. So cute.Because last time I asked him to sing for me he didnt. Like refused. ALWAYS. It's nice to hear him sing(:
Okay, one more picture before I have to go change to go to work;
Sad to say, I can't wink naturally and my bf can. = =
x
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