.Sunday, May 15, 2011 ' 11:23 AM ♥

Last week or so, my aunt gave me a pair of complementary tickets into USS. The expiry date was nearing, so yesterday, I went to USS with my cousin. Early in the morning.

It's very much like Disneyland. Once you pop into that place, it's a land filled with happiness. The songs, the character mascots, the shops, the people with shrek ears on their har and stuff. Everyone was screaming and running everywhere, snapping pics. (Okay, only I did that. But you get the whole picture right? How exciting everything is)

Get what I mean now? Once you enter, it's a different world. You see walking cartoon character (mascots) doing all sorts of cute shit poses.

First stop: RETAIL STORE! Hahahaha. My cousin is a H.U.G.E fan of Betty Boop. I know, not many people (these days) know her. But I know who she is! :D

That's how USS looks like. If you hadn't been in there.

Facing my fears. (I'm terrified of birds, but I. LOVE. OWLS.)

Battlestar Galactica. I would say, the scariest ride within the whole of USS, and it was the FIRST RIDE we took. We took the Human (red route) one though. Not the blue Cylon one, because guess who got really frightened. I love roller coaster rides, and I take all sorts of roller coaster rides everywhere on earth. Because since young, my dad will bring me on roller coasters and hug me tightly or hold my hands tightly so I wont be afraid. Taiwan, Hong Kong, Korea, Malaysia, China everywhere. But those that hangs you from above (like, those whereby your feet cant touch the ground) scares me. So I refused to take the blue one. Halfway through the queue, I was screaming 'I WANT DADDY I WANT DADDY' already, but when I got onto the ride, it wasn't so bad.

Mini picture spam time! Love the fact that my SLR has a flip-able screen. Kyahahahaha.

The palace. To go home, I just have to swim across and take the roller coaster.

We took numerous roller coasters, all the exciting ones, of course, and they were awesome. We even took the indoor one thrice. It was damn awesome. Like better than the one in HK. :\ Time to take something less thrilling. We took the Merry-Go-Round! Apparently, I bump into Marty's (the zebra) jaw when I hopped down. There's currently a bump on my head that hurts.

This is around the Cairo, Egypt area or something. The mummy thing. I cant remember what show it is, but this is the one with the indoor roller coaster.

Then, back to Madagascar!

My favourite penguin is the shortest one! It's called Private. I also like Skipper!

ALEXXXXXXX! He's gigantic I tell you. I passed my camera to the person first, so I walked over first. Before I reached him, he 'grabbed' and put his gigantic paw over my shoulder. HE'S SO SOFT AND FLUFFY AND WARM AND ALL, I COULD JUST HUG HIM ALL DAY I TELL YOU.

We saw Puss in boots too. He came up with this pose. D'AWWWW.

A while more, we had to leave because all the rides closes at 7pm. Then they started closing up the place bit by bit, and we could only go to the shops right at the front. I bought my sister a Gingerbread man pen (the gingerbread man from Shrek) and a Gloria (the hippo in Madagascar) pen for my cousin. I bought myself a Skipper tumbler, but apparently, it leaks. So I got a refund instead. I was damn disappointed. Because I like it a helllllll lot. Like to the extend that I wouldn't mind if it leaks, but my cousin managed to convince me (though I'm still damn disappointed). I also like this cute shiat (below picture), but it's damn expensive. So forget it.

It's also from Madagascar, but it's like, $23.90 or something. I'm a cheapo shit. So yup, no deal for me. :(

USS was awesome, but I thought it would be a lot better. I had super high expectations for it, but it was okay. Just a bit, small. :\ But the weather was good, no rain, no sun, partially cloudy with wind, and the queues were alright. In the morning, we had to wait 40 minutes for Galactica, but we only had to wait for 5 minutes or so in the evening for most rides. But the waiting time isn't thattttttt long, time passes really quickly there, somehow. But I wish I could live there forever. HAHAHAHA.

.Wednesday, April 20, 2011 ' 11:02 AM ♥

How long have I not blogged here? I've no idea.
Here's a post from my LJ and Tumblr, posted yesterday.

Another day just passed by. I hadn’t done anything, and time just flew by.

My holidays are coming to an end. Poly Year 2 is going to start soon, and I’m no longer a Freshie. As weird as this may sound, I’m now a Junior. The only reason as to why it is weird, is probably because the whole Freshie year thing ended, and I can’t believe it had been a year. I’ve graduated and got promoted to Year 2. I could still remember crying in my friend’s arm because I though I’d be alone for the rest of the year because I hadn’t got a friend after orientation. I thought this was gonna be hell. Yes, Freshie year was kinda sucky for me and possibly my whole class/my course mates. But all in all, I had fun.

Till now, my GPA is still quite screwed. I studied hard during 1.2, really. But because my GPA was pretty much fucked up in 1.1, I couldn’t do much to pull it up. It only made a difference by 0.3. I can ‘safely’ tell you that my current GPA will not make me eligible for any university in Sg. I questioned myself thousands of times lately. ‘Why didn’t I do well? Could I have done better? Why Hospitality & Tourism Xinyi, why?’ I do not even have an answer. I’m pathetic. I can’t even answer my own questions. I can’t. I can’t even say I had a reason for the bad results.

People moving around and in between schools made me feel like doing the same. I don’t like HTM. I really don’t. Should have enrolled into a JC last year, because this whole CGPA is rubbish.

I won’t have a university to attend if my GPA is still going to be around what I’m currently getting. I don’t even know what I want to be in the future. Lawyer, Forensic related jobs, etc. Thousand and one things that I want to work as. There are so many things I wanna study in the U. Forensics, Law, Medicine, Pharmacy, Sociology, Psychology and it’s not even like I can do well for any.

So tired of this shit. If life had a fast forward button, it’ll be great. I want to know what I can do well in future, so I know what to study now. Urgh. This is infuriating.

.Wednesday, March 16, 2011 ' 11:19 PM ♥

Earlier on, I promised I'll donate money to Japan due to the major quake and tsunami. Apparently, so many were homeless, had so little food and other necessities for survival. Watching TVBS news, channel 808 on Starhub cable, and it's so sad, it kept making momo cry. We've been stalking the news since Friday, and we stalk it for hours and hours. It's really very sad. But they still kept their calmness and all, so touching to see them reunite, or when they still queue orderly to purchase necessities from marts and all.

Today, I kept to my promise. I've been looking for ways to donate and when they announced that I could donate via Internet Banking/ATM machines yesterday, I kept refreshing the page, and I visited the ATM this afternoon before work. Nope, I didnt manage to. Came home to try again via Internet Banking. Finally managed to donate. I know it's only $20, and I've no idea what $20 can do. I mean, there are so many people, and $20 definitely cant do much, but I'm sure a small humble amount of $20 can play a part in helping them too.

Of course, I'd love to donate more, but I cant. It's the first ever donation I've initiated to make, and to donate it via Internet Banking, and on top of that, I think this is the (so far) the most that I've donated. I'm not someone who will not take the initiative to donate, unless it's to SPCA or something, and it wasn't even like I donated $20 at one go to them. So I do hope that my $20 will contribute (more food or water) for the quake victims.

#PrayforJapan

.Friday, March 11, 2011 ' 12:14 AM ♥

The 'longggggg post' that I was talking about in my previous entry. I've decided not to lock it up.

Today, while working, a mad man (He's really psycho) walked into a shop. I was about to turn my head to greet and say 'Hi, welcome' like what we usually do to other customers, but when I turned my head, what I've got in return, was a scary (it looked deadly, by the way) stare from him. I've seen the boss of the shop once, I can make up how he looks like, but I can't really be sure. That psycho man and the boss looked rather alike, and my colleague actually agreed with me. At that very split second could really feel a chill down my spine, right down to the bottom of my feet. I thought I really thought I was gonna crumble onto the floor or faint, because the stare was really, very scary. Two reasons. One, if he's really the boss, I must have done something that's really very wrong to get such a stare. Two, he's really a psycho, and I'm in danger since he's staring so scarily at me. I was indeed, a little traumatized, but I had to get back to work. Then I started to wonder, will I be like him one day?

Which is highly possible. Because I am bottling a lot of things up. I keep things from everyone, and one day, I might just explode and become a madwoman. At the end of the day, I'm no one, I have no one. Scrolling down the contact list on my iPhone, I do realize that I have more than a hundred contact numbers. I can easily tap on their name and get through and reach them. But I, apparently, feel that I have 100% no one that I can call. I can feel the loneliness right down into my bones and yet, no one can help. Because I really feel that I can't trust anyone and on top of that I don't let anyone in. Of course, I wish that I'm Miss Popular as well. Whenever I'm feeling a tad bit sad, a thousand friends start calling to check if you're still breathing. But reality is a bitch. I'm a bitch. No one gives a shit.

I appreciate it, I really do. When I tweet or blog pessimistic or unhappy stuff, people do tag/text/comment/reply to tell me that I have them and stuff like that. I really do appreciate it from deep deep down. But after replying your tag/text/comment/reply, I still know I'm alone, against this world. I've seen so many hypocritical people, I've seen so so so so so many of them, I completely have no idea who really cares. I can no longer tell those who are really concerned apart from those that are just curious anymore. Even my secondary school friends, we are drifting apart. I can't even tell them I miss them, because I really don't. Poly, let's just say I hope I'll still have my current friends after this semester, after this year because I really like them.

At so many times, I'm on the verge of breaking down. All I can do, is sit in the toilet, feel like crying and wonder why my life is so pathetic. But it really isn't. I really do appreciate what is given to me, and I'm rather thankful. Because as compared to many more outside, my life isn't that pathetic. Xinyi, be grateful, because your life is not pathetic at all. You are fortunate.

.Thursday, March 10, 2011 ' 9:45 PM ♥

A longgggggg post here: 12-pastmidnight

As gross as this may sound, I wish that Germaine, Rachel and Vanessa are friends of mine that I can minimize, make them shrink into tiny dolls so that I can put inside my chest pocket and keep them near my heart forever. Really, I miss them already. It wasn't even like I wanna keep Et, A, El with me. Because I know they weren't me. We probably used up the amount of fun that God has planned for us, so we are now drifting apart. But thank goodness for G,R&V

It's just kinda hard to accept that I'll be in a whole new class in a few weeks time, and all my classmates are currently random strangers. I wont be having more 'I need the toilet' literally every morning by G or the random 'OMG OMG OMG' when some crush of R's walk pass us or the 'YOU KNOW THE.... THE.... THE...' by V. (She must go 'the... the... the..' quite a few times. HAHAHAHA)

So yes. Work has been quite awesome. Really. But it's quite sad my annoying nature to whine cannot be changed. I whine at everything and this is bad. At times, when I dont actually mean it to be thatttt bad, I'll whine and whine and make it sound THAT bad. :(

.Tuesday, March 8, 2011 ' 10:31 PM ♥

I hadn't blogged in eras.
Seriously, I hadn't touched my laptop for a while already.

Anyway, I'm taking a little while to blog now.
Few updates, I'm working! (: At Tamp 1.
Apparently, life has been good so far.
My colleagues are awesome, and Rachel has visited me there once.
*happy*

And last saturday, I went on this treasure hunt.
My slippers, new roxy slippers, are now worn out.
But yes, it's over. I dont blame anyone. (:
I had a (rather) fun trip, if you ask.
I mean, I've never been to City Square mall, and now I have.
But I was a little whiney and I got pissed a little.

And the not so nice things.
I dont know why, but I've been feeling pukish constantly. :(
For instance, this morning.
I felt like puking so badly after consuming a chicken pie and milk.
And as I'm typing this, now too. URGH.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME, SERIOUSLY. :(

Oh, and Ben's getting married.

.Tuesday, February 22, 2011 ' 11:55 PM ♥

So, I spent $510 on a cello. To be exact, $509.60.
I've wanted to learn it since Pri 6 - Sec 1.
And in Sec 1, Ethel and I apparently, wanted to take lessons together.
Somehow, everything got delayed and stuff, and we didn't manage to take.
Goodness, I doubt we even talked about it ever since Sec 1.

I cant really remember what delayed this whole thing, but here's the new baby.

My dad wasn't really happy with what he saw, when I showed him this.
But he wasn't exactly unhappy. He was kinda disappointed.
Reason being, he wanted to buy me an expensive but good one.
I dont get it, I really dont. I mean, it's a cello. I'm a beginner.
I dont even know if I'll do well playing the cello. I dont need a good one right now.
I might end up giving up (hopefully not though. I paid $500) like what happened to guitar.

Yes, it's quite cheap for a cello. I mean, it's only $500.
For a Cello, it's mad cheap. Even for China made cello.
Yes, it's China made. And those who are interested, head down to Gramercy @ Tanjong Katong.
They have really awesome ones there.
Like, the cheap ones, and down to the expensive atas and super good ones.
Violins, Cellos, Double Basses and all, you name it, they have it. IN MANY SIZES.

We we supposed to meet at 11.30am.
I reached at 11am, thanks to Ethel, and my iPhone map.
I was waiting for her outside the shop for like, 30 mins.
ALL THE WHILE, SHE'S INSIDE THE SHOP. So I technially waited for nothing.
Being new to the instrument, I told her I wanted the cheapest.
She picked 3 out for me, and I wanted the 'nicest looking one' because I really do not know how to differentiate the tone and wood and whatever.

The other guy, on the other hand, was super picky.
He started telling her how his D string sounded weird and they had this whole material discussion. I felt like a loser inside out. -.-
But you cant blame me, I'm new to it.
P/S My cello teacher pronounces 'Wood' as 'ood'. It irritates me. :\
But she's pretty. Let her be. HAHAHAHA.

At 3+, I went to meet Lynn.
We went for interviews and such for parttime jobs.
That woman has a whole file of newspaper cutting, and she looked damn professional (Y)
We went to Marche, though I tweeted saying I wont.
We went to WingTai, and I'm quite certain I'm not employed because I refuse to work on weekends. Then we head down to a couple more.
Technically, we went to at least 7 retail outlets, and filled in our particulars.
I hope at least one calls back. Even if I dont get called up, I dont mind.
At least I had a day out with Lynno.

Nownow, wish me good luck for all my papers! Especially econs.
I want my B+ or even, if possible, an A for it.