College Life Random

What a Way to End 2012

Jiro Wang - Mr Perfect     

I spent the better part of a rainy New Year’s Eve polishing up my CommonApp and various supplements. At some point around 4.30, my mind suddenly snapped and decided to fk this shit and submit the CommonApp and my Yale supplement. I mean, every time I revise my essay, I always find something to add, a few adjectives to change. This process will take forever. So I just decided to end it once and for all.  A few clicks later, I submitted my CommonApp to Harvard and Princeton too. The supplements followed soon (Princeton’s a bitch though)

It’s OVER! OMG I am so going out tomorrow to celebrate! Perhaps it’s time to chill and open that bottle of Bailey’s. GRAH. HELL YEAH! 2013 ZOMG ZOMG. COME GET ME.

Simply, simply ecstatic.

Wait. I haven’t paid for my apps yet – that’s a bill of US$215 that I’m delaying till next month >< But who cares!


That’s a +1 to 2012, if you have read all of the above.

It’s Twenty One Three!
My new years resolution is to slim down cos relationships are like fat people – they don’t work out. And I want mine to work out. Hence I need to exercise. :/

A new year’s wish would be get into Cambridge? Cos said so and we all know the 8-ball is pretty darn accurate. 😛

Yet another wish would be to find true love? Like true love. Heh.

Oh and get loving offers and accceptances from all the unis I applied to. And perhaps win a million dollars at Toto from picking up a ticket.


Presenting to you… How to pretend to be in a relationship on Facebook (I should learn a thing or 2!)6207036_700b

Love Random

Is It Only Just a Dream?


I dreamt about her today. It was both pretty and nightmarish at the same time. Which made me finish my journal about her – all of 1434 words and 7793 characters. Somehow, the thoughts, those precious memories about her – I just don’t want to lose them. I treat them dearly, like a locket of beautiful things – things which can make you both happy and sad.

At the end of it all, that’s 8.40pm, I didn’t feel like doing my CommonApp essays anymore.

There’s a change about her that I can’t quite put into words, but subtly, subconsciously, I am able to feel the message she’s putting across to me. And it is definitely more sad than happy. How I would give to relive that moment with here again, right here and now. And gosh, in my alternate reality, the reality I conjure up in my hyperactive mind, I am ready to sacrifice my life for her.

I don’t know, but it feels like she is already part of me.

College Comic Relief Random

KISS and Tons of Random Stuff

Keep it Simple, Stupid.

A useful rule to live by when writing CommonApp essays or college supplements. I was looking through the essays I wrote back in 2010 – they were as contrived as fragrant cow dung. Erm what?

Today, my dog had a trip to the dentist which cost $167 for some scaling and polishing. Some of it went to paying for the oxygen and the general anesthesia for the treatment :

And I received my world map from National Geographic. And I have an internal driving assessment tomorrow. And I need to return my library book soon. And I realized I have no mood to run, but I still ran and now I am feeling kinda sleepy and shitty. THEN I realized I needed to send SAT scores cos CMU didn’t receive them. And I grimaced when I saw how many SAT scores I sent to schools which I have never applied.

This is gawd-awful funny btw –


Essay Bliss


My essay workstation, provisioned with Keynote and Pages, with all other apps locked down. Although Facebook can still be used from the web browser…

I like myself already. Speed writing 750 words in an hour? Check. Drafts 1 and 2 done same day? Check. Zero handphone time through the morning? Check. Chocolate to soothe the writers’ soul? Check.

4 days and a little bit to the deadline. Adrenalin’s rushing, pens are flying. Ink is spilled, music is playing. And no more jerking yourself off these few nights. :

Let’s get this shit together, Brian.



I prolly shouldn’t blog today. ):


5 Days to RD Deadline!

Woke up this morning feeling the urge to complete the Matthew Reilly book I borrowed a few days back. One hell of a ride! He outdid himself again in this novel. Which reminds me, I should really get to watching the Jack Reacher movie.

After completing the 400page book in roughly 2.5 hours, I started on my Uni essays. Thought of a topic and drafted a letter to an imaginary study buddy. I like the first draft quite very much already. Guess I’ll spend the next few days polishing it up a bit, adding more details here and there.

The Yale supplement was surprisingly okay too! Finished the Why Yale and the short answers pretty quickly. Then it’s off to a 30 min jog to clear the mind.

Then I’m writing this.

I guess I’ll end with a quote that’s in my subconscious these few hours: –

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Food Fun Life Love

As The Year Ends

Pink - Try     

Hey there Blog! Been a while since I last posted. The year is winding down you see…

I love the melody of the chorus! Earworm-worthy! The music video is actually quite good too, full of synchronized energy and rhythm. And Pink sings with so much emotion in this one live performance!

Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone’s bound to get burned
But just because it burns
Doesn’t mean you’re gonna die

I dislike the try, try, try chant though. Super irritating esp the last part. I think they should repeat the chorus 2x at the end instead of the try, try, try, by, by, by shit heh.


I went TWG with JC friends. Treated them because of um, some stuff I shouldnt say here haha. Anyway, I was trying to pretend to be atas for the day, since I’m pretty notorious in JC for scrimping too much. Lol this reminded me of the time when Renyong and me were at RJ’s canteen to satisfy some post-H3 hunger pangs. Since we didnt want to gorge ourselves, I suggested buy a bowl of noodles then add noodles for $3 only. He gamely asked for another bowl and the noodle auntie was like wtf lol. Epic expression. Then we proceeded to the table for some bro-to-bro talk lol. Funny days.

Anyway, before this I and JS was shopping for clothes. I wanted to get a light-color shirt and a belt cos my belt is already fraying so bad the black it becoming white already. We ended up taking photos of each other wearing vests, fedoras, that furry beret thing – stuff I can foresee will be left as silverfish fodder in years to come. We sort of dawdled waiting for Renyong to stroll over here from Cine, where the movies are all sold out for the day. Seriously, Christmas in a movie theatre?

The tea at TWG was fabulous as I asked the waiter for his recommendations. The Midnight Hour tea was pretty good stuff – tea with a really fruity aroma and oh-so-heavenly aftertaste. The taste lingers in your throat not the mouth btw. I almost wanted to order 1 more kettle but my card said no that moment D:

Junsheng’s Tea Chocolate Fondant arrived before my Creme Brulee. I ordered the latter cos a 4sq recommendation. Mine kinda sucked – like eating hardened condensed milk – the sweetness was too overbearing! Chocolate tasted great though! I finished off with mint macaroons – not bad. The mint was subtle but I didn’t like the texture of the macaroon. Cracked wayy too easily. Good thing the whole thing still held intact after several bites. I was half expecting it to all crumble onto the plate heh.


Renyong? He didn’t order anything but tried each of our desserts. He made quite the scene when he learnt of the prices lawl. Total bill for the hour-or-so of chit chat was $48. Reasonable for the ambience and class it exudes. What irked me is the use of smartphones at the table, and worse, not knowing when to put it down. It’s either rude or I’m super uninteresting to speak with. >;<;


So the other main thing that happened this week was a date on the eve of Xmas eve. I had lunch that day with my JC classmates at Xin Wang (right) which is kinda sad cos everyone made the effort to go all the way to Botanic Gardens. JS and I overdressed for the part, while Bojian came down in its-so-hot RJC pants. And Austin with his beach flip-flops. Real flip-flops, not slippers even lol. By the time we went to Island Creamery for a mudpie slice, I was already reserving my social energy for later. Slept really shittily for the past 2 nights as complained on Twitter. Damn MRT sleeper replacement works.

She was waiting at the MBS bowl when I arrived 30 minutes late at 4.30pm. Not good at all. I made some awkward banter about work and school, which is so way different from when I’m with familiar people. She got me some really perky coffee at Coffee Bean so that kept the adrenalin rushing for a few hours.

Then we headed to Gardens by the Bay. The more interesting conservatory was the Cloud Forest cos the Flower Dome was not as colorful as I thought – a lack of my favourite orange tulips. I was expecting a huge field of different coloured flowers actually and me and her lying down enjoying the afternoon Sun. The waterfall made for a grand entrance though. It was chilly as the water is chilled, not room temperature.

And we held hands.

2 days past and I can still remember the scene really vividly. When we held hands, there was this unspokable connection coursing through our hands. Personally, I feel it connects us on a much deeper and intimate level than a hug or a kiss. That’s just me though. There’s friendly hugs, playful kisses and casual sex. Not hand holding though. Its about as sincere as it gets. This is about as public as I can write about though, I guess I’ll continue in my Journal. Sorry Blog, but you tend to spew secrets too fast. :/

A wonderful week in a wonderful year.




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Life Love

Last Seen on WhatsApp

I always have some sort of an ‘okay-hate’ relationship with this feature on Whatsapp.

You see, I have been messaging this girl I’m pretty interested in for the past few days and worryingly, I have been keeping too much of an eye out for the 2 ticks and the last seen timestamp just below the name. My train of thought goes somewhat like this:

  1. *sends a message* – 2.42pm
  2. “oh goody 2 ticks – means she’s received it on her phone’s notification center” – a few seconds later
  3. *waiting for ‘online’ to appear* – 2.44pm
  4. “oh well, i’ll just do my stuff “- 2.46pm
  5. “hmmm no message yet, ‘last seen 2.20pm’ though” – 2.50pm
  6. *checks again* ‘last seen 2.52pm’ now – 3pm
  7. “still no reply hmmmmm nvm i’m chill” – 3.10pm
  8. now it’s last seen 3.14pm, *scrolls through history to see if i said anything wrong* – 3.25pm
  9. last seen 4.30pm, paranoia sets in. – 5pm

Ok maybe not paranoia per se lol, but this question of why the other party has seen your message but not reply you. I’ve been a culprit of this too many times after which the sender send me some variations of ‘are you ignoring me lol?’ with the lol suffix added, I suspect, to make the question sound less aggressive.

There was this thing called SMS in some technological time capsule somewhere. You didn’t know if the other party had read your message, and if they know you read their message, so you don’t feel compelled to bang out a message right away. Perhaps a little more time to consider that scathing remark, possibly more space to craft out a well thought-out message (not that SMSes were meant to be intellectual anyway, but I make it a point to not use abbr. in my SMSes, unless I get to save 5 chars or more, like tomorrow lol)

I can imagine on more than one occasion, couples quarrel over useless shit like this, on why he sees her message but chooses not to reply to her but reply to other people during that time. Or how comes always not online. Or some variation of aforementioned. Which is kinda stupid too if they break up over such insecurity hmmmmph

During the past week, this feature probably revealed my insecurity, or maybe, it’s just a personal want for other people to remain as connected to messaging as I do. Which I am probably not half the time lol. In any case, this feature is unnecessary, unhealthy and debilitating to my mental health. Your mileage may vary.

Some things are just best not known. And so here goes…


24 hours later… I enabled back again. Haha.


Train – 50 Ways to Say Goodbye



This song is obviously about a guy whose girlfriend broke up with him but he is in denial so whenever his friends ask where she is, he lies and makes up a story about how she died. 😀


My heart is paralyzed
My head was oversized
I’ll take the high road like I should
You said it’s meant to be
That it’s not you, it’s me
You’re leaving now for my own good

That’s cool, but if my friends ask where you are I’m gonna say

She went down in an airplane
Fried getting suntan
Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand
Help me, help me, I’m no good at goodbyes!
She met a shark under water
Fell and no one caught her
I returned everything I ever bought her
Help me, help me, I’m all out of lies
And ways to say you died

My pride still feels the sting
You were my everything
Some day I’ll find a love like yours (a love like yours)
She’ll think I’m Superman
Not super minivan
How could you leave on Yom Kippur?

That’s cool, but if my friends ask where you are I’m gonna say

She was caught in a mudslide
Eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
Help me, help me, I’m no good at goodbyes!
She dried up in the desert
Drown in a hot tub
Danced to death at an east side night club
Help me, help me, I’m all out of lies
And ways to say you died

I wanna live a thousand lives with you
I wanna be the one you’re dying to
Love, but you don’t want to

That’s cool, but if my friends ask where you are I’m gonna say
That’s cool, but if my friends ask where you are I’m gonna say

She went down in an airplane
Fried getting suntan
Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand
Help me, help me, I’m no good at goodbyes!
She met a shark under water
Fell and no one caught her
I returned everything I ever bought her
Help me, help me, I’m all out of lies

She was caught in a mudslide
Eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
Help me, help me, I’m no good at goodbyes!
She dried up in the desert
Drown in a hot tub
Danced to death at an east-side night club
Help me, help me, I’m all out of lies
And ways to say goodbye

Fun Random

Bird Park

It was really funny more than interesting. But also kinda f-ed up cos I had to wake up at 6am just for this when I could sleep in atw.

/first/ Sad. KFC at Bird Park. Interesting to see if we are eating our feathered friends.

/second/ the 3 of us were walking when we saw this and Bryant and I was like WOAH. WTF. Like real ppl sia.


/third/ i wanted to take a photo with one of the budgies and it ended up using its beak to claw its way up.


Ouch! Ok actually it wasn’t really painful


And a few other really random shit hahaha. Like “Don’t have phone sex. You may get hearing aids”