Irony

I realized this.

While I can't stand reading romance story books, especially if it's in English (simply because it's too mushy), I am a sucker for animes about school romance. And while I like reading fantasy stories, I'm not sure the same can be said about animes.

Oh yar, the guys in the animes reminds me of my crush. Haha!

NUS Exam Results Year 3 Sem 2

Opened my results page, don't dare to look. Then I looked and my hands started shaking because

I NOW QUALIFY FOR 2ND LOWER CLASS HONOURS!

Oh thank you!

Module Code	Module Title	Grade
GEM2901	Reporting Statistics in the Media	B
MA1312	Calculus with Applications	B+
PL3241	Personality & Individual Differences	A-
PL3242	Health Psychology	B-
PL3253	Psychobiological Perspectives on Emotion	A+
SW1101E	Introduction to Social Work	A

CAP: 3.6

Health Psychology was a little disappointing with that B- but not too bad. I'm relieved with the GEM2901 Statistics module because I really thought I was going to screw it. Also extremely relieved with that math module which was supposed to be simple (and which it really was) but if you remember I screwed it up on the day itself because I had 2 papers on that day. I'm really surprised with SW1101 Social Work. I think the presentation and final paper's essay must have helped me quite a bit. I kind of expected a B+ for Personality Psychology though actually hoping for an A-, so that I actually got an A- is a pleasant surprise. Yes, I see your jaws dropping at that A+. That was very much expected actually because I got an A for mid-term and the finals' MCQ were very, very manageable.

6 modules in 1 semester is no joke, but I think the modules I took were pretty manageable, thankfully! After my CAP had dropped so much, it was good to see it rise up again. Wow, hard work really pays. I've never really understood that before.

Now I've got something to lose and the pressure will be back again next semester. This time round I won't let it drop!

Oh I forgot to say, now that my results have not battered my self-esteem/worth, I shall now approach the project my crush has assigned me and suffer a battering through there. At least looking at him is a joy while I suffer an inner battering.

Exam results - 1 hr 30 min

Ok, it is 1 hour 30 minutes to the release of NUS exam results for Arts and Social Sciences Year 3. If you do not yet know, you can check your results here.

Let's sit in front of the computer and mentally will our results to be good. Good luck!

No Social life

I must have more of a social life! I would probably have more of it if I didn't have this knee problem. Then I can go skating and running and whatever else which requires physical activity.

Ok, that was an excuse.

FYI, I don't like shopping or going to Karaoke. And truthfully, ever since I went to that skating session with Bao Ling, I have kind of fallen in love with skating. But I am really unable to skate for anything longer than an hour or so because my knee acts up so badly I actually limp. And I miss running. That day I went for a short jog. I went like 400m before my knee started hurting already. Dammit. 400m only! I use to do 2.4km without a problem (ok, maybe a little) and still be able to do more!

^#$%@#

Sob. My stamina is lousy, my muscles are all flabby, I'm cultivating a tummy, my legs are wobbly and I swim horribly. Ooh, that rhymes!

I have problems swimming freestyle and there's nobody to guide me!

Ok, that's all. Such an incoherent post!

The point of me logging in to blog is actually to say it's 12 hours to the release of exam results and I'm nervous and I have been telling people my crush is cute and capable. I'm not sure how the topic became my social life...

Quotes

Part of the conversation I had with my father just now,

爸爸: 要不然我们带 hamster 去植物园 让它们跑跑，好不好？它们会不会跑掉？
我：你不会说我们绑一条绳子在他们的脖子上！
爸爸: 对 hor！
爸爸: 还是去沙滩啦！我们带我们那个木的东西 (wooden pen which we built) 放在沙滩上，让它们在沙里玩！等下它们爬出来，我们追到半死啊! 哈哈！

(Father: Let's bring the hamster to Botanical Gardens, let them run about for a bit! Will they run away?
Me: Why don't you tie a string around their necks?
Father: Yar hor!
Father: Or let's go to the beach! Bring that wooden pen and place it on the sand, let the hamsters dig! Wait they escape and we have to catch them, haha!)

My New Crush

Wow. I think he is absolutely amazing. The way he carries himself, the way he writes and I also happen to think he's quite... cute. *blush* And that is one of the reason why I decided to accept helping out in the project. That is one eye-candy who's not just good-looking on the outside but who has substance on the inside!

Who cares if he's attached or not interested in me, I'm happy just looking at him! =)

Which reminded me of this nightmare I had last night. The most important part was I dreamt that he had somehow learned of my crush on him and he decided to ignore me even though we were working together. I could not present my proposals or works properly because he was not giving me the attention. Very unprofessional indeed! I remember feeling very devastated in the dream. Haha! Oh well, it's just a dream, though a very scary one. =D

The Story of Stuff

The Story of Stuff

It's supposed to be played during the Green Carnival by SAVE in NUS some time in August, but I'm going to share it here with you people first. This is a 20 minute animation clip, very engaging and very powerful as well. It tells us where stuff comes from, how it comes about, how it affects people and the environment and ultimately where it all goes.

One thing that struck me in this clip was this - we don't really need all the stuff we buy. I mean, look around you. We have all these new clothes and accessories, some bought without a second thought then promptly forgotten. Worn once or twice then thrown away. We are simply oblivious to how much resources are used and how much harm done to produce that piece of clothing we buy on impulse and which ends up in the depths of our cupboard anyway, quite useless. And why do we keep buying stuff enthusiastically? To keep up with fashion, because we want to look good, because... *shrug*

Watch it, you'll get my point. Or rather, Annie Leonard's point. You'll really never look at stuff around you in the same way again.

36 hours

It's about 36 hours to the release of my exam results and I'm really nervous.

This one decides whether I make or break 2nd lower Honours. I think there is a possibility I might just drop again. Sigh.

Some lessons really take a lot of money, don't they?

Quote

Thomas Alva Edison:

Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time.

The Lonely Goatherd

A classic from The Sound of Music. Daphnemaia and Precious were somehow talking about this on ping.sg's shoutbox and daph gave me the link to this. As such I am now kind of addicted.

Renamed

From now on, YS will be named "The Cleavage Girl" or "Cleavage" for short because she has a nice cleavage.

She says she must wear turtle neck and long sleeve top when she goes out with Pearl and I because we are so perverted. HAHAHA!

Why don't you date?

I don't know. How about because I don't have any suitors?
Or how about because I don't wish to? Because I don't know how to.

I've wondered, does knowing how to date come naturally to everyone? People I know seem to fall so naturally into a relationship, knowing what to do and what not to do. Don't they fear doing something wrong? Don't they fear this is not going to turn out right? How do you know when to hold the person's hand, when to call him or what to talk to him about?

I look at couples in the trains/buses/everywhere quite fantastically, imagining if I were like them but never quite believing that I will ever be like them. I can imagine and wish to a certain extent, but I cannot believe I will ever be like them. I cannot imagine having a partner whom I am free to call, talk to, free to be myself in front of him. I simply don't know how that is like. The thought is heartwarming, cute and amusing but beyond my understanding. Don't you ever run out of topics to say? Don't you ever feel awkward? Now when I see somebody I fancy, my brain simply automatically switches into "It's not possible" mode which translates into bodily action read simply as "I'm not interested, not available, go away." I see somebody, think "he's cute, that's nice, it's not possible" then switch to "somebody's thrown a plastic bag away..."

I kind of wish I knew what it's like, having somebody with whom I have no lack of things to talk about, somebody who would hold hands with me, whom I can call when I am feeling down or happy or nervous. I kind of wish I knew what it's like, dating. I wish I knew what it's like, having that widely talked about "chemistry".

What a random post! OK! Going to prepare to head down to Esplanade to watch a Hand Bells performance by some group from U.S.A, with Pearlin and possibly Yiang Shan.

At least I know how it's like, standing on stage with a few hundred pairs of eyes staring at me!

I wish, I wonder

I wish global warming would stop.
I wish the ices weren't melting and polar bears aren't dying.
I wish humans weren't so destructive and selfish.

Sometimes I sit in a bus, tense and worried, expecting everything around me to collapse, for Earth to collapse in upon itself, looking at the weight of all the buildings through the bus window.

Sometimes when I sit, I fear my weight is the last straw the Earth can take, although scientifically I know the thought is ridiculous. But I worry anyway.

Sometimes I wish my CPU would stop emitting that humming noise, making me feel guilty that I am using electricity, like right now.

When I believe in the end of the world (and I think I now do, one day, many years from now), when everything comes back a full cycle and evolution starts all over again, I stop and wonder what is the purpose of my life. What is the use if I make a million bucks, if I am nice or if I am evil. What is the point of minute things such as feeling nervous before heading onstage for a performance, of getting angry or upset at somebody?

If everything is a circle, if everything comes back to the beginning in the end, what is the point of feeling so strongly about an issue and wanting change? What is the point of anything when everything comes to naught anyway?

The day before, I suddenly saw how the materialistic everything was. Cars, money, houses, clothes. The latest fashion, the tabloids, politics, arguments. Everything changes, pulled down, discarded or given away. Everything I have once touched and treasured I have either not seen them again or will not see them again. So fleeting.

If everything comes a full circle, then why am I worrying over present problems? Why can I not satisfy any desire I have, why do I have to think of "consequences" if consequences don't matter in the end anyway because the end is the beginning?

If everything comes a full circle, then why do I still wish?
Maybe because we always seek to make things better, for ourselves. To ease that discomfort I constantly feel, the guilt I sometimes bear for my existence as a human.

In the end, everything that exists do not seem to exist. Everything that appears to matter, does not. I am tempted to go through the motions of life as if I live it and yet do not live it. Motions for the sake of motions, detached. Yet I know life will suck me back in anyway, giving me an illusion so real I believe it is real. I would then have forgotten the essence of this post and the view I hold when I first wrote this.

Yesterday - Pretty Yiang Shan!

MOB performed at VivoCity yesterday afternoon on the first day of Singapore Arts Festival 2008.

After returning the items to the studio, Pearlin, Ximin, Kim Peng, Yiang Shan and I decided to head down to Marina Square just to walk around. Unfortunately, we were so exhausted from having stood a majority of the time from 9am to 6pm that all we wanted was a seat and a drink when we got there. After a short adjourn to the toilet, we headed to McDonald's where we each got a drink, sat and talked.

That was when we started taking pictures and I managed to catch this particularly nice photo of Yiang Shan.

Got cleavage somemore ok! Come, who wants to apply to be her boyfriend, please send your resume to me with your current job status, salary and photo.

The rest just kept giving very weird poses:

Ximin and Kim

Ximin, Kim and, ahem, my hand

HAHA! Ximin is a rabbit!

Anyway for some reason the only photos they took of me was with a few of Samsung's pre-set photo themes which includes a clown face (I almost had a cramp in my face while waiting for them to take a good photo). I don't have it with me and I'm not uploading it ok!

Kim's boyfriend and friend, Derek, came down after that. We were already match-making Ximin and Derek ages before Derek was there. By the time we decided to unglue our butts from the chairs in McDonald's (it was very relaxing just sitting there) and headed down to Makansutra beside Esplanade for food, we were shocked at how dark it was outside - 7.30pm.

Dinner was good and very affordable, except that the plastic cups used by the vendors irked me and my stomach gave me problems, I presume from the mix of orange juice, sugarcane drink and spicy food. Pearlin and YS were saying that I needed to fart and if I need to, I could just walk further away from them and fart before returning to them. I thought I was the one who's supposed to say stuff like that. I burped a few times and stomach was fine after that.

Pearlin, Yiang Shan and I walked around thinking of places open for Night Shopping, found none and after a short bout of walking, I was simply too tired to stand, not to talk about walking, anymore. Not to mention that I was worried about my hamster not having water to drink. They say I look like a hamster because I've been spending too much time with hamsters. -_-'''

Took the train home. Pearl and YS were playing "chopsticks" while seated on opposite aisles in the NEL. Speechless.

We fantasized about soaking our feet in warm water.

Despite the exhaustion, it was a fun day!

Oh yar, I came home, washed up and worked on SAVE's Green Carnival logo until 4am before going to bed. I think I'm quite crazy.

Commitment Issues

I just offered my help for NUSSU SAVE's Green Carnival this coming semester (and in the process am now indirectly a member). Looking at the amount of work involved, I am suddenly reminded of why I never joined a club or society for long even if I was interested or addicted to working myself to exhaustion, of why I prefer to work alone.

I really think I've got commitment issues, in a lot of areas.

Mottos

My motto: Make Lists and Do Stuff
Motto number 2: Just Do Stuff, Don't Think Too Much

If disturbed, make lists, do stuff, don't think too much.
If upset, make lists, do stuff, don't think too much.
If tired, make lists, do stuff, don't think too much.
If listless, make lists, do stuff, don't think too much.
If heartbroken, make lists, do stuff, don't think too much.
If happy, make lists, do stuff, don't think too much.
If in doubt, make lists, do stuff, don't think too much.

The same goes for everything else.

Am a little moody now. Shall go wash up, pack and sleep. I like routine. Oh by the way, sleep does wonders!

National Family Celebrations 2008

It's Eat With Your Family Day today. Are you eating with your family?

My mother's going out shopping with friends after work, I will be in school for a meeting, the rest of the family I think should be at home. -_-'''

Anyway it's National Family Celebrations 2008, starting from tomorrow 24th May to 28th June. Check out their website, under "Special Promotions" for discounts to the Night Safari, Peranakan museum and Downtown East amongst many others. There are also promotional packages from Cathay Cineplex and other entertainment places where kids can have fun. However many of these entertainment places have promotions for only 1 day on 24th May, Saturday, which is tomorrow, so look it up quick. Then there are also cruise packages for families lasting all through to 30th June. Restaurants and cafes such as Subway and Coffee Club are also having promotions during this time. Not all branches have these promotions though, so check the exact places before heading out with your family!

Or you can look under "Calendar of Events" on the website for the key events in this coming month.

If you ask me, some of the promotions aren't very family-friendly, especially the F&B participants. The places are too specific and the duration of promotions too short. Just thinking of checking and planning the outings to accommodate the discounts is stressful enough.

In any case, have fun with your family!

Girlfriends

Today I realized Pearl and YZ are a bit scary.

I had forwarded a game-like message to them the essence of which is "If you could steal one thing from me, what would it be?"

Their replies:

Pearl: You lo. Haha.
YZ: Your heart :)

As I read the messages I suddenly felt very molested. *shudders*

Where to recycle?

*Please feel free to correct me if there are any wrong information found*

Ok, this is delayed long enough. Soaking myself in animes and animes is turning out to be boring and making me feel useless. Frankly, the amount of stuff to deal with is kind of overwhelming (which is one of the reason why I'm soaking myself in animes) so I thought I'd start with something simple, also one of the questions contributed to the survey.

If you're too lazy to read everything below, you can just check out these 2 sites - NEA, SEC, for lists of places where recycling bins are located, where to recycle used batteries, print cartridges, printing hardware and computers.

Where do you find your recycling bins?

Actually if you click on the large "The Recycling Bean" icon on the sidebar, it would bring you to one of the National Environment Agency's webpages and from there you can navigate and find one closest to you. The website is actually very navigable.

Ok, to make it easier for you, this is the list of recycling bins in a Microsoft Excel file, provided on NEA's website. The thing is I don't know how accurate are the addresses of places they have provided, but why not walk past the areas in your housing estate and check it out? Do note that some places only have bins for one type of material like drink cans or paper.

You might be asking why don't we see these bins everywhere and why they might be in ulu places. A friend of mine gave me 2 reasons - firstly, there is the danger that people will throw stuff like cigarettes into the paper bins resulting in a fire (and this has happened before), secondly, people actually throw rubbish into these bins instead of recyclable items.

Where can we recycle used batteries?

On the same NEA webpage "The Recycling Bean" icon leads to, if you'd scroll down, is a list of places where you can recycle print cartridges, batteries (handphones' and others) as well as a list of places such as The Salvation Army, Cash Converters, Red Shield Industries Family Thrift Stores and other Thrift Shops, where you can drop off your assorted items like your furniture.

Yes, you can recycle your used Energizer/Eveready/Duracell/what-not-brand batteries.

Instead of referring to NEA's webpage for the list of places where you can deposit your batteries, I refer to this particular page of Singapore Environment Council's website. From what I know only Nokia Care Centres accept these batteries. What a friend of mine does is he fills two 1.5 litres bottles with batteries then heads down to deposit them at one go.

These Nokia Care Centres also accept, besides household batteries (as mentioned above), used/spent Nokia handphones, handphone batteries, and accessories. Only Nokia items, I suppose.

Nokia Care Centres:

1) Wheelock Place
501 Orchard Road
#03-03A
Wheelock Place
Singapore 238880
Tel: 6512 5778

2)Suntec City
No 3 Temasek Boulevard
#02-56/58/60
Singapore 038983
Tel: 6835 7537

3) Century Square
2 Tampines Central 5
#04-07/08
Singapore 529509
Tel: 6781 8914

4) Causeway Point
1Woodlands Square
#03-24/25/26 S
ingapore 738099
Tel: 6512 5779

5) Parkway Parade
80MarineParadeRoad
#B1-30/31/32
Singapore 449269
Tel: 6346 6589

As mentioned on the SEC website, Motorola also accepts their own handphone batteries, handphones, accessories and walkie talkies. Addresses can be found on the linked website.

Where can we recycle our used Print Cartridges, Printing Hardware and Computers?

1) You can sell them to your local karang-guni,
2) Several places from SEC website,
3) Through HP:

HP Supplies Recycling Programme - There are different proposed methods of returning original HP print cartridges for individuals, small businesses and public sector users.

For individuals (a.k.a us), original HP LaserJet and inkjet cartridges can be deposited into recycling bins like these,

at any of these retail shops or HP's main office itself:

Hewlett-Packard Singapore Pte. Ltd. (ATP-A)
HP Service Center
438A Alexandra Road Blk A #02-08
Alexandra Technopark (Lift Lobby 2)
Singapore 119967

HP also has a Hardware Recycling Programme which accepts "end-of-life HP and non-HP computing equipment like personal computer, laptop, computer monitor, handheld, notebook, server, printers, scanners, fax machine, digital camera, as well as associated external components such as cable, mouse and keyboards."

But if you are returning non-HP products, you need to have something to show that you have bought a HP product before. For more information, click on the hardware recycling link above.

I would like to end off this post with this thought:

Recycling isn't the answer to everything. Remember the other 2 Rs - Reduce and Reuse. Recycling uses more energy than you might think.

My ulcers' names

Meet my 2 ulcers. The bigger one is named "Elsa", the smaller one is "Baby Joey".

"Joey" also happens to be chaosdingo's name and it is all daphnemaia's fault. Last night as some of us were trying to name the small ulcer (I mean the bigger one has already been named and it doesn't seem very fair to the smaller ulcer) on ping.sg's shoutbox,

chaosdingo: how does bala sound?
daphnemaia: how about "joey"? i think joey is a nice androgynous name. perfect for a sexless ulcer.
tstar: chaos: what the heck is bala?! daph: joey sounds nice!
chaosdingo: tstar, i suggest you not choose joey. bala is a person's name lor.
daphnemaia: hehehehe!! joey. i think we shd settle for joey!
chaosdingo: joey's a bad name. very bad. give you bad luck only

daphnemaia: tstar: yes? joey? ok? faster say yes..

tstar: but joey sounds nice leh... bala sounds like pizza hut's delivery number...
chaosdingo: the last i checked, 2353535 does not sound like 'bala'
tstar: everyone, meet elsa and joey! *sticks tongue out and spits saliva all over the place*

Then just as I was very happy with the name "Joey", daphne happily announces,

daphnemaia: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA tstar's ulcer is named Joey, after chaosdingo!

chaosdingo: HO MY GOD!............
tstar: daph: WHAT!!!!
chaosdingo: -____-
chaosdingo: i told u already....

So yar, my small ulcer is named Joey, after chaosdingo. -_-''' Thanks daph.

Quote

From book the namesake,

I didn't know a thing back then.

Life - a blank canvas to be drawn on.

Dango Daikazoku

This is the ending theme song titled "Dango Daikazoku" of Clannad, a Japanese anime. Dango are actually Japanese dumplings.

When I first heard this song I thought it was completely absurd and childish, especially the beginning. However, the song turned out really nice and the more I listened to it, the more I liked it. It kind of tugs at heart strings. The one below has no English translation because the one I found did not allow us to embed the video. I'd urge you to watch the video with the English translation because the lyrics are really heart-warming. Hope you'll like it as much as I do!


Online Videos by Veoh.com
link

Interview; Hamster

Due for an interview in school this afternoon and I'm nervous.

Number of interviews I have ever gone through: 1.
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Father hamster has yet found a new position and place to sleep in:

Vertically, between the glass and log.

We were wondering why he is sleeping in this most interesting position and I postulated that it might be because the weather has been rather warm lately and the glass is relatively cool. Oh yar, not to mention he likes weird positions. We have seen some of the 2nd batch of baby hamsters climb over him while he was sleeping like that, their foot in his eye and he did not even twitch!

That recycling survey above

Practice starts in 9 hours 40 minutes. Practice ends in 13 hours 40 minutes.

Then after that it's time to work a little more on that practicalities of recycling idea. In the meantime if you have not done the survey, it would be great if you could fill it in, especially if you have recycling questions. I currently only have 27 survey responses. I'm going to have a small section here that brings out some questions about the practicalities of recycling you have raised as well as other questions that have crossed my mind. Get your friends to do the survey as well so that we have more ideas.

This is not a school project but an independent one started by me like, 3 days ago. I'm no expert but let's see what we can do.

If you have already done the survey but have suddenly thought of something you'd like to add, please feel free to comment here or email me.

Saturday horror - taking it one step at a time

Every time Saturday arrives and it's time for practice, I find myself dragging my feet, dreading the hour I have to step into the studio. I even dread Friday itself.

What started out as enjoyment has since turned into obligation and fear. I start to wonder why things have turned out this way. When has music as an enjoyment morphed itself into this horror I have to face every weekend? My 4 months leave from practice was probably one of the best time I have ever had. The sense of freedom was satisfying. But now that the time has come and exams are over, it is no excuse to avoid practices anymore.

I suddenly realize what this feeling is similar to - the feeling of work.

I am still there because of the opportunities it brings, the experience earned, the monetary benefits. Much as I want to, yearn to, even, enjoy the music I am playing, I feel a certain restriction. Perhaps one day I will take the easy way out but now is not yet the time. For now I will bear with it, apply my new-found philosophy to this issue - to deal with one issue at a time, giving a single thing presented to me the attention it is needed, for I have realized, until I can learn to give my best, there will never be a sense of satisfaction or results to show. And until I have learned this, I cannot move on, for I have found that putting one's mind to the task at hand is a discipline, perhaps even the very basis for everything.

So it is. My mind is pretty much made up. I will deal with the sensations that come, one at a time, not pondering too much and too deeply at a stipulated point when full concentration is needed to overcome that task.

For what is the use to think of something you have no control over, when there is something else you have full control over in front of you, right at this point in time.

Quote

Daphnemaia, on ping.sg's shoutbox,

... I think tampons are great for nose bleeds btw. haha. I used it on my friend once.. haha he was damn grossed out

Comiqs

I think I just spent the past 4 months living under a rock. Was introduced to this website which I believe some of you might be interested in.

Named "Comiqs", it is what it sounds like - comics. Simply put, it allows you to create your own comics using pictures from flickr, your desktop or other pictures online, and then adding speech bubbles, giving it that cartoonish feel. I suspect it has got a lot more features, which I currently do not have the energy to explore have not yet explored because I was too eager to share the site with you guys.

Here's an example which was too cute:


What the mind can conceive the blog can achieve. from spiritwarrior on Comiqs

In any case, do check it out, start making your own comic strips or just see what others have done. Some are really interesting!

4 baby hamsters

We found the 4 baby hamsters tumbling around in the running wheel, playing with each other and snuggling together, last night.

Then they froze when my handphone's flashlight shone into their faces.

Spreading your resources

I like what Victoria Woods said in one TV show,

... I can't worry over everything, you know.

We have environmental problems, poverty, humanity issues and natural disasters amongst many other problems, then each of those problems have so many related problems. I figure if each of us were to look at everything, we would lack the resources needed to seriously consider and contribute to any one specific aspect.

Each of us can't worry over everything, you know. That's why there are over 6 billion people on Earth.

You may have many concerns, but what is the one or two main things you feel that you should concentrate on? Are you spreading your resources too thin?

Recycling survey

I have always had numerous questions popping up in my mind whenever I attempt to decide what to put or not to put into the recycling bags provided by SembCorp or into recycling bins. There seem to be so many things around me for which I have no idea if they should or can be put into the bins.

I tried searching online for a more detailed list of items which can be recycled in Singapore, because apparently not every country/district/province recycle everything or the same things, but have not found a lot of stuff. However, SembCorp does have a short list or description on what can or cannot be recycled as well as a longer elaboration on glass recycling. I believe this might answer some basic questions we have on recycling.

In any case, I got fed-up searching for information and as such, I now want to know if others face the same problem as me, and more specifically, I want to know exactly what kind of items have you all wondered if they can be recycled, or have put into your recycling bins/bags before. Also, what other kinds of questions do you have on recycling? For instance, what to do with empty ink cartridges or do we have to wash the items clean or are getting rid of the larger waste in containers sufficient for recycling (because they will wash for us)? I mean it isn't very easy to wash a container when you're out.

I wonder why nobody in the higher-up chairs ever tried to answer these questions or get the information to us. Don't recycling start from the bottom and how can I recycle properly if I have so many questions plaguing me?

Another thing I wanted to do is to see if there is anything I can do, however little it is, to help answer some of the questions you might have about what to recycle or not to recycle.

As such, I have created a survey to get an idea about the questions you might have about recycling. (Dammit, I know this is a convenience sample, but applicability of results is not a problem here, so convenience sample should serve me fine.) I would appreciate if you could fill in this short survey and list as many things as possible if the questions ask of you. There is also a section inside allowing you to list any other questions you might have about recycling.

Do note that this survey is only for Singaporeans or people residing in Singapore.

Recycling Survey

Thank you!

If you have any other comments, want to correct something I have said here, or would like to share some recycling information whether exclusive or not to Singapore, you can comment here or email me. Email's in the "About Me" box in the side-bar.

Boring day

Need a job. Anybody needs a hand at anything?

And I'm out of blogging ideas. Do you want to hear my boring day?

I woke up to pee then went back to sleep. Woke up again with a startle to realize it's nearing noon. So I jumped out of bed, had cake for breakfast and read some more Raymond E. Feist's fantasy Trilogy - Conclave of Shadows, of which I am currently on Book Three. I will write a review of it or something akin to that when I am finished. It is the second time I'm reading this trilogy but the first time I actually managed to get my hands on the last book.

Watched BBCKnowledge on mioTV. I think it is BBCKnowledge because the show, Ten Years Younger, does not seem to have a lot of... knowledge... in it. Except for some knowledge on how to put on makeup and to emphasize to its audience that clothes really do maketh a man and appearance is very, very, very important. The show takes somebody who looks old for her age and transform her using mostly basics - hair, makeup, clothes, as well as with some dermatological and non-invasive cosmetic help. It really is quite fantastic.

I look at the time and decide I'd better prepare to head to school for the experiment. Brought along swimming stuff. By the time I finished lunch and have packed the rest of my things, I was horribly late. Phone ran out of battery while I was waiting for the bus. Bus took longer than usual for off-peak hours - a full 1.5 hours. I reached the place 20 minutes later than I should have. Was incredibly sorry and apologized rapidly. Sat down for experiment, finished experiment 30 minutes later. Received my $5, of which I really earned only $1.84 after taking away cost of specially making a trip down. I went down anyway because I promised the person 4 days ago that I'd help her on that day itself, but Psychology Lab had a black-out, along with some other buildings, so we kind of postponed it to a later date, which was today.

Walked to SRC's swimming pool. Logged my entry into the computer and took a swim. I still cannot do free-style. I could have paddled a hundred times and moved only half a metre. Am also too embarrassed to practice with people watching. About 10 laps later, after finding out my stamina and lung capacity has dropped dramatically with the lack of exercise, I choked on water while coming up for air and decided it is time to get out of the pool because people are starting to stream in.

I entered the correct changing room this time round but when I hit the button for water in the shower cubicle, I knew I had picked the wrong cubicle. Water was coming down so hard that when one spurt of it hit my nipple (yes, of so much flesh exposed, it hit there), it left the surrounding area slightly red. Finished bathing anyway.

Walked back to Arts, found a table with a nearby power point, sat down to charge my phone and read my book. An hour later I decided to head home. The moment I saw which 151 bus I was to board, I cursed - it was that damned Nokia bus. 3/4 into the ride, an Indian uttered "excuse me" and squeezed himself into the corner seat beside me which nobody attempts to sit in because the orientation results in them sticking their legs into the leg space of the others beside them. I had to deliberately move away to accommodate him. I thought "excuse me" means we should ignore the person. It does not help that he is blowing air in my general direction with each sigh. It also does not help that his breath stinks.

I reach home.

Quotes

Father, telling me to put plants at my desk,

... If you don't put ah, then you will be very short-tempered then you won't be able to find husband then cham ah (something like "die" or "very bad" in English)!

I started laughing because he can link from plants to finding a husband. Olivia came in and told me she thought I was crying.

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Olivia, singing campfire songs from her Red Cross file,

Pizza Hut, pizza hut
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut.
McDonald, McDonald,
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a pizza Hut.

Me, laughing after she has sung it at least twice,

Last time our campfire songs no "McDonalds" or "Pizza Hut" or "KFC", you know!

Entering the wrong toilet

On the Tuesday that just passed, I was in the library doing my helpsheet for math exam later in the evening when I needed to go to the toilet. So I put down my pen, took my phone and walked up the stairs.

I pushed open the toilet door, walked in, looked up and saw a guy in front of me. He stared at me. I gasped, turned around, hurried out and checked the sign at the door.

Dammit. Entered the male toilet.

Didn't turn back to look at the reaction of the guy behind me, nor look at the other guy who saw me coming out of the toilet, just rushed back up the stairs to the ladies.

Luckily I didn't manage to see any guy peeing.

For Your Babies - by Olivia

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For Your Babies, originally by Simply Red (or rather, Mick Hucknall), this version is by Olivia Ong. Really prefer Olivia's version - music is wonderfully light and suits her voice perfectly. Seraphim (now known as One-note-Samba) is right - this is one of the best songs out of her 3 albums, even if it's only a cover. This song was originally written from a man's point of view so it might be a little weird to hear a girl singing these lyrics but the music's the focus here, not exactly the lyrics. Hope you will enjoy it.

For Your Babies
by Olivia Ong

You've got that look again
The one I hoped I had when I was a lad
Your face is just beaming
Your smile got me boasting, my pulse roller-coastering
Anyway the four winds that blow
They're gonna send me sailing home to you
Or I'll fly with the force of a rainbow
The dream of gold will be waiting in your eyes

You know I'd do most anything you want
Hey I, I try to give you everything you need
I can see that it gets to you

I don't believe in many things
But in you
I do

Her faith is amazing
The pain that she goes through contained in the hope for you
Your whole world has changed
The years spent before seem more cloudy than blue
In many ways your baby's controlling
When you haven't laid down for days
For the poor no time to be thinking
They're too busy finding ways
You know I'd do most anything you want
Hey I, I try to give you everything you need
I'll see that it gets to you

I don't believe in many things
But in you
I do

You know I'd do most anything you want
Everyday I, I try to give you everything you need
We'll always be there for you

I don't believe in many things
But in you
I do

Hamster sleeping

Very often, I wonder if our father hamster is normal.

The rest of them sleep in hamster-expected poses, like in toilet rolls, curled up into a ball or cuddled up with each other. But this father hamster sleeps in the oddest positions and, if I may add, oddest places. It used to be in the running wheel or in the open on its back with his mouth slightly open. Then today I found it asleep in the log I just placed in late last night.


I want to laugh when I look at this picture. He's the friendliest and tamest of the lot.

End of Exams

Just finished my last paper, the one that I had full of hope for.

Man, I don't know what came over me. Maybe I did not prepare enough, or maybe I was too tired from that morning's paper, but I answered so many questions wrongly and made so many careless mistakes that it was unbelievable. Extreme heartache now. It did not help that the first paper this morning was not exactly fantastic.

By the time I was done with the morning paper, I knew my brain was so fried it wasn't going to last till tonight. I was exhausted and had a slight headache. A 30 min rest did not help that much. But I was full of hope anyway because it is the freaking module where I scored freaking well in the class tests. Oh well, whoever said the scores are correlated is wrong.

I certainly ended the exams with a bang - A bang of the wrong sort,

hmmm, now I wonder if that pre-planned "activity" would still be carried out after tomorrow.

*Blogged from phone while on the way home and last line of text typed always hidden from view on the phone screen for some reason.

One generation apart

I remember once long ago,

friend: This song's very angsty... What's that term in your generation?
me: ... emo?
friend: Yar! That's that word!

He wasn't very much older than me lor.

Fourth paper (4/6)

Fourth paper, Psychobiological Perspectives on Emotions, finally finished. It was an alright paper, 80 MCQs, because the lecturer have to rush to Brazil for some conference and do not have much time to mark if it had been essays. The tough section of this module was during the mid-term test, 3 essays in lesser than 1 hour 45 minutes.

Anyway I was expecting to score for this module so any mistake in this MCQ exam made me very nervous. I think I have 10 possible wrongs.

Haha, I sound like I deserve a bashing, the way I'm saying it!

The last 2 papers, Social Work and Math are on the same day, this coming Tuesday. One in the morning, the other in the evening. After that I'm going home for a good sleep and I suppose to prepare for Handbells performance in the upcoming Arts Fest. Man, I haven't touched the bells ever since school started! Hope I don't pull the rest down too much during show.

Half-a-year vs. 2 hours

I was healthy when Olivia came down with fever.

I was alright when my brother came home from the army with throat infection and fever, two weekends in a row.

For the past whole semester (or more) I was, at the most, on the verge of illness but never quite getting there. And now I have a running nose, just because 37 hours ago the person I sat in front of for 2 hours in the exam hall had a cold.

Dammit. I remember thinking then if I'd catch the virus.

Half-a-year versus 2 hours. Fight! Half-a-year K.O. 2 hours win.