Three days ago, while at work, I spotted my ex-lecturer who recognised me.
Yesterday, while at work, I spotted this guy I met at camp more than 10 years ago who recognised me and even remembered my name!
And I learnt that chamomile tea tastes like chewed chewing gum. Ewe.
This is a rather delayed post. (Only because I was waiting for my sister to transfer the photos from her Nikon to the computer.)
My family on my dad’s side had our reunion dinner super early this year. Exactly two weeks earlier. For those who are confused, we usually have reunion dinners on the eve of the Lunar New Year (which falls on the 29th this year).
If one has been reading my blog for more than two years, one would remember that I have this cousin Natalie (now 13-years-old) who is addicted to this card game called Dai Dee. And if one remembers this blog entry, one would recall yours truly trying to please her by playing at the dinner table.
Anyway, for the third year running, we cousins were playing Dai Dee again.
This year though, we have a new addition to the family: Cousin Esther.
Because my 15-year-old sister Nicole has “brainwashed” Esther’s older sister Abigail when she was a baby, my 17-year-old brother Anders and I are attempting to “brainwash” Esther in hope that she would like us ask much as Abigail likes Nicole.
(Abigail only attaches herself to her parents and Nicole. Apparently, she doesn’t interact with the rest of us.)
Enough talk. Here are the pictures
Judaxil, Esther and Anders
Esther playing with my Motorola E398
Esther and Me
I want to wish one very special person and one close friend of mine a happy birthday.
Happy 22nd birthday Jun Wei!
You’ll be my only guy I ever need! I hope you enjoyed your time today.
Happy 18th birthday Joel didi!
Hope you have fun now that you’re a legal!
School. Is. Killing. Me.
It’s the final term and I am so dead (as usual). I have got five assignments to complete for this term. Not to mention five papers to sit at the end of the term. And with the Chinese New Year drawing near, I am so not able to enjoy this particular festive season because half the time, my mind will be on my school work or my nose will be buried in my notes.
At times, I feel that I am a great procrastinator. No matter how well I plan my stuff, I still end up completing my assignments last minute, studying for test in the final hour and rushing to school in a taxi.
Three weeks ago, I planned a schedule to start revising my maths and java. I tried staying home, told my manager not to put me to work for two weeks and printed my notes from the school’s site. Till today, I have only completed two chapters on maths and none of java. The maths paper would be tomorrow and java the day after. What on earth am I thinking now? To think that I am still idling my time.
Someone, please, whack me in the head or something.