Fresh Beginnings

Hello! Long time no see, you guys. I've been updating a lot more on my wordpress but I think I'll be posting things like reviews and other non-emotional stuff here. My wordpress is more like a diary so if you're interested in reading my ramblings, you're welcome to read it! Just replace blogspot.sg above to wordpress.com, and you're good to go.

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Alright, quick reviews of several movies I've been to in a while!

1) Fantastic 4
0/5 stars.

This movie was a waste of money for me. Thank god I only paid student price for it. If I could rename this movie, I'd call it a Fantastic Flop.

2) Magic Mike XXL
3/5 stars.

If you like dancing, hot guys and sexy moves, this is a movie for you. Also good for whiling your hours away.

3) Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation
4/5 stars.

Action made me feel a bit nauseous, but everything else was so good. Tom Cruise did his own stunts, which makes the movie realistic and genuine. Also, the car chase where Tom Cruise was driving - also not a stunt. Loved the movie.

4) The Man from U.N.C.L.E
4.5/5 stars.

Wow, such a hassle to write that title. Anyways the director is Guy Ritchie, Madonna's ex-husband. The movie was really good, I like watching things related to the Cold War, and this movie had enough historical references in it to keep me happy, while putting the action in as well. Good humour at parts of the movie when it was possibly getting a little boring. Plot twists and time-restricted scenes will have you on the edge of your seats. Just not happy they didn't get to kiss.

5) The Transporter Refueled
4/5 stars.

Plot twists galore. Running gag of son and father. A lot of unexpected things too, though it touches on prostitution and such. Thank god it was a NC16 movie. I liked this movie, looked like an Audi advertisement though.

6) Inside Out
5/5 stars.

Another classic Disney movie, set to sway the hearts of adults to their films and yet be able to entertain children. This movie made me cry like nobody's business, so please bring your tissue boxes. Warning: Also contains some life-changing realizations.

7) The Maze Runner: Scorch Trials
4/5 stars.

Absolutely stunning cast. Who doesn't love a movie with good looking men and great action, right? Not to mention this was something out of a L4D2 game, with no safe houses. The movie was changed from the book (thank fucking God, the book dragged on for like, ever), but retained enough to keep it true to the storyline. Plot twist made me so angry.

8) Hitman: Agent 47
3/5 stars.

Some things were quite hazy (no pun intended) in this movie and didn't provide clarity till the end? Weird shit going on with the agents (why do they look the same?) and also Singapore backdrop just made everything look super fucking hilarious to me. (They REALLY filmed it here in the CBD.) It was hard to take the movie seriously when half the scenes were shot where I've been to before.

9) Pixels
4/5 stars.

I do love a comedy. Also, Peter Dinklage and Adam Sandler are in the movie. Cool stuff for gamers who can relate - games aren't just games, they're something more than just that. Cheesy, come-to-life gimmick at the end to satisfy people like me... I do love a happy ending. Here's my fav quote from the movie.

"Have you been playing Space Invaders lately?"
"Yeah, I have. How did you know?"
"'Cause you're invading my space, now move."

Alright, I'll be back soon with more reviews of different things! Cheers.

Perspective

Hello! I went to watch Minions today - it was so funny, please go watch it. I promise there will be chuckles and full out laughter + some squeals for the cuteness. Jeez, went to watch it with James and my parents and the laughter that resounded through the cinema was so infectious :D

Either way, I'm writing today about perspective. Yesterday, my friends and I were chatting about stuff when one of them mentioned, "What would you ask God if you died?" I thought about it and then mentioned one of the most sensitive issues/topics this 20th century: feminism.

Things like "I wonder why women are treated like commodities" or "respect" came up, and as we were dealing with Islam and Christianity, we all had questions that were similar. They talked about the hijab and how it doesn't stop people from whistling at them or guys hitting on them - issues like that. There was a short discussion and we left it there.

Today, James and I started talking about this. I asked him about things like "why is it that men treat women like this and that and think that they should e.g. "be in the kitchen making sandwiches" and stuff. Then he said that it all depends on perspective.

"I understand that some men treat women like commodities but why is it that women consider being at home and "making sandwiches" as something inferior as compared to being the breadwinner? When there are things that people want, they tend to see their current position as 'inferior', that's why so many women demand better things like equal pay and jobs nowadays."

This was what he said. And I can see his viewpoint. Something we agreed on was that people in general tend to have viewpoints that are biased towards themselves, especially when it comes to getting something that they want. Like "I want this job, I'm the best candidate" and stuff like that. Also addressing the gender stereotype that boys are better - it all stems from waaaaaaaaaay back, and things like wanting a son for a firstborn is ingrained into us, mostly.

Things like continuing the family name and being the breadwinner and stuff, etc. Also it is proven that firstborns are better developed due to the attention their parents lavish on them, and also receive better treatment etc. This resonates in the workforce, where there are more men than women present.

Let's say someone applies for a job. 10 applicants are male and 3 are female. The job is more likely given to the male due to majority. Another issue is that women tend to be more sentimental, and men think more logically. Due to this, some people may be inclined to give the job to men. Also makes it easier to get along if they're all males. Simple.

Sometimes it's not about the woman, as seen above. But sometimes it is. Women can also be treated unfairly at work, due to their superiors being mostly men. Often they are objectified, and sometimes hired due to their "hotness" (e.g. Hooters LOL) and things like that are what feminism tries to eradicate. Often stories are told about women who have been approached by their superiors for sexual favours, and when rejected, they lose the job. Their foothold in the corporate world may not be very strong.

But either way, we agreed that feminism exists for equality - same pay, better treatment, and things like rape shouldn't be a joke, or taken as a joke. People say they want things to change - but they don't want to make the change. And I think that if we want things to be different, our generation has to take a stance against it. Raise our children with the mindset that women are to be respected, and that rape is wrong.

It's not hard to educate children the right way. The irony in this is that the older generation says that our current generation is screwed up - but they were the ones who raised us. Racism, sexism, anti-gay rallies and protests - these things shouldn't exist. And if we raise our children correctly, they shouldn't even be happening.

Start now. Tell your friends, tell your friends to tell their friends. It's never really too late to change things, until it becomes irreversible.

Mavyllos

Sometimes the grief that lives inside me gets close to unbearable. I hope to never feel this same way again. The irony of living with books is that though you understand more, you also are susceptible to hurting more, because you know why. And how it happened. We all hope, but it is a double-edged sword. It takes you to heights that you've never soared to before, and sometimes you find your footing in the clouds.

But often times you fall backwards onto the very sword that you put your chances on, and it hurts like a bitch. Some even call hope a demon, because it lifts you high up and throws you down like a wrestler.

Jesus, save me from this hell that I've gotten myself into.

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You know what pisses me off? Hypocrites. Sure, one can justify that everyone will be one at some point of their lives, and I can understand that. Double standards are a common reason why. You can think that someone's below you for doing 'A', but when you do 'A' you're like, "Oh it's different from what they did."

Okay, so how is that different? I learnt this the hard way where I had so many people call me a hypocrite because I said one thing was bad and then I went to do it anyways. You are not THAT special, contrary to popular belief.

You better wipe your own ass cause no one is going to clean up after your mess, and I know for sure that Karma will strike swift and deadly and knock you off your feet. And after all that you have done, I hope you never get back onto your feet because the world doesn't deserve to witness your dirty deeds.

Did you think that no one would see you for what you are? I do. And if anyone's the queen of hypocrisy, it's you. Calling someone out for pulling the victim card? Don't you do that too? The amount of humor I could mine from this is endless. The irony could probably feed anyone with iron deficiency. :)

Pot calling the kettle black, ain't it? Oh, I'm not pointing fingers. If you ever read this, you know who you are. The shoe fits only one person. And I'm saying all of these not because I care about you - you killed that part of me long ago. I'm saying all of these because hypocrisy needs to be told.

And on the account of our past friendship, let this post be a warning to you. Not from me only, but the ones who have seen you for what you really are.

A no-good, selfish, victim-playing little girl. I hope you find happiness in the things that you've thrown away our friendships/relationships for. 'Cause if you don't - we'll all be laughing.

Fresh to Death

Frankly I'm quite physically exhausted from today, but I'm staying up to relax by watching some League videos and writing this. It was a great Saturday, actually. I woke up to a nice rainstorm, which made me so warm and comfortable in bed?? #blessed

Then I woke up to go have Macs breakfast with Natasha, because y'know, it's Macs breakfast. We were supposed to swim at 1PM, but the rain was kind of wrecking havoc with our plans. :( So we decided to go to Jurong East as Natasha wanted her brows done... so we went to Browhaus and she got them threaded LOL fuck threading hurts like hell. Waxing is so much less painful, but too bad Benefit was fully booked already.

Luckily Browhaus had a slot lol (which surprised us bc Browhaus is almost always fully booked and they hardly allow walk-ins, much less on the weekends) and then we got that settled, returned to Clementi and camped at the Starbucks for 15 minutes or so... THEN THE RAIN STOPPED.

God bless lol. Then we went to swim for about 1 hr 15 mins at Clem pool... it was deserted when we arrived lol there was literally no one?? We left around 3:20pm, and the pool was fucking crowded lol full of kids and weird people. We then crossed the road to 123 and we went to try Beesket!! There's a branch at Changi City Point for them eastsiders lolz it's basically a juice store that has no additives, no powder or sugar. They just blend the fruits you choose and they have like a little factsheet for you, telling you how much calories your drink is, and the nutritious value.

So though mine has like lesser calories it is also much less nutritious than tasha's LOL. You can see our fruit choices. I thought hers would taste like crap (it looks like green goop) but seriously it is SO GOOD though. The factsheet is so kawaii seriously.

Then I bought some sushi and went home, showered and then did my makeup and left to meet James. I cut bangs recently so my current makeup regime makes me look like Cleopatra for some reason. :\
Ah well. Either way we went to Bugis and had Thai Express. I busted $35 on dinner wtf... I didn't even realize I ordered that much like smlj la Val what are you doing.

Went to walk around, then had Llao Llao for dessert cos the bf was having cravings. Sick to death of Llao lol don't know what spurred me to actually buy a fucking cup. Guess I figured that since I queued so long then might as well just buy.

It was a nice saturday night date, reached home around 10+ and removed my makeup + washed my face. Not sure why but my skin feels so tight all of a sudden???? Is that a good thing or??? Idk LOL but yeah played some League and here I am.

Just wanted to share a piece of my life here. I haven't felt THIS refreshed in so long. A good swim and dinner makes me feel so much better, and I think I've managed to purge some of the stress plaguing me due to school and assignments. I've probably ranted too much recently and there are too many angsty posts on this blog, hence this random, happy post. Hope you all are enjoying your lives too, cheers!

Superiority Complex

I do think that I have a superiority complex for the people I hate. And I think it's how I function. 10 years of all girls... it really does warp your mind. Maybe without IJ, I might have developed this complex anyway... though I think it wouldn't even be THIS severe.

I know it's one of the worst things to do. To think that you're superior to someone else, to think that you're better because you hate them. But what if it was to survive without mentally collapsing? I think that if I had stayed truly kind and all like Cinderella, I might be in a psychiatric facility right now.

Because even if you are kind, the world is not. And it works in strange and mysterious ways - ways that we all cannot fathom. Most of the time, it is unfair. And as humans we have learnt to deal with things, but everyone does so differently. This superiority complex is a survival skill, not just something to soothe your broken ego.

If I hate you, then just know that I think I am superior to you. But it takes a lot for me to truly hate someone. I am the kind of person to give chances again, and again, though it's unhealthy. I've decided that from now on, I'll be more careful about the friends that I make, and the people I'm currently acquaintances with.

The things that hurt the most are the people that you truly cared about. And knowing that your sincerity was unappreciated is probably one of the most painful things ever. I will always have my hang ups about friends/friendships now, and I think that will be one of the hardest parts to overcome.

But of course, I'm grateful that I no longer have parasites in my life, and having learnt my lesson, I'll be able to weed out more in the future. Here's to growing up, responsibilities, turning 18 and being wiser. Cheers.

Burn

So what do you do if your 100% is never enough for people? I feel like a fire on a log, ignited to burn for others, but then I leave nothing behind. When I am extinguished, no one leaves a second thought for the fire that has burned out because it burned too bright and burned too hot to keep other people warm.

I guess that's why they say to never set yourself on fire to keep other people warm - it usually is taken for granted. And to think I gave my all and got nothing in return. S'not even that I want to play the victim, but then what else am I? The bad guy? Sure, if you want me to be the bad guy, I'll be the bad guy. But it's good for you to remember that you forced me into becoming the bad guy, so don't whine.

So much for "I do need you in my life", it's about time I flushed this ring down the drain.


You were a waste of my time.

Who are YOU?

I'm not sure how people think they can, or are entitled to tell you what you should do with your life. Sure, opinions are fine, but putting someone down is another story. I remember that there was once where I told someone that my dream was to go to America, and that person responded with, "I'm sure there are better dreams than that?"

First off, WHO gave you the permission to say that my dream is lacking? It's MY dream, not yours. If your dream is to get fucked up the ass with a big black dick, that's your problem. Mine is to go to Los Angeles, California. Now buzz off. And secondly, how would you feel if I said that your biggest dream was shitty?

1) It's not okay to put other people down.
2) It's not okay to put other people's parents down, no matter how much they hate them. If it's their parents, then leave it to them. They're not your family.
3) It's not okay to tell other people that their dreams suck.

I understand that there are dreamers and realists in this world - but even realists have dreams. If you think your dream is better than other people's, fine. So be it. But don't say it to them and degrade someone else's dream because everyone's dreams are DIFFERENT. You might want to be an astrophysicist, I want to go to California. How do you even compare these?

Do not even make a disdainful face. Encourage them. Even the smallest bit of disapproval can feel like a huge rebuff and it's not easy to recover from that. It takes a long time to build up a dream, a goal, but only a few seconds to smash it. Don't be that asshole who has a cactus somewhere the sun don't shine - no one likes those kind of people.

Self-hate.

It's 2:53am and I find myself thinking about the things that make me, me. And I've come to terms with the fact that I hate it. I love it but I hate it. I know I'm a mess, a contradictory one. I love the fact that I'm the kind of person who gives and gives but I hate it when it backfires on me because frankly who gives a fuck if you are? No one cares. No one is going to tell you "Oh thank you dear, for considering my feelings!" because NO ONE CARES. They all think it's a self-entitled thing, that the people around them can only say nice things to them and not hurt their feelings and that they can hurt other people's feelings because why not?

Of course, you'd say that life is unfair, right? Damn right it is, and when people hurt my feelings who can I complain to? My friends ask me to get over it and my boyfriend thinks that his own feelings > mine so what do I do? I write. I pour all my thoughts and feelings onto paper, onto a blank space where nothing and no one will fire back at me. I can write that you're a faggot and the paper wouldn't yell back at me "YOU'RE THE REAL FAGGOT".

The only remedy for my riotous feelings is writing and it is there that I find my haven, where nothing and no one can hurt me and walk over me like a welcome mat. I am the ranter and the paper is MY welcome mat. I am the one who wipes the mud onto the carpet - as the ink appears across the paper, in between the lines.

At times I worry for my own mental health because if at 3am my mind is telling me "you're really fucked up" then there's probably something wrong. Very wrong. I hate being competitive but I get so competitive that it ruins friendships and relations that I have - and the worst part is that I can't help it, I fucking can't. I can't bear being the one to run second in a race when the person rushes past me with the difference of half a second, I can't bear losing to the people I know because I hate being a loser, I want to be recognized. I want to be a WINNER. Because winners never get criticized, they're the ones in the spotlight. But who focuses on the loser? Only ever the people who call you second-best. Only ever the people who crave to get a shot at your already damaged self-esteem. Only ever the people who jump at the chance to take a stab at your bruised ego because hey, you're the loser!

I hate feeling that way, and today I got scolded for being too competitive.

That means I got scolded for being myself. And trust me, I hate myself too. I hate every piece of me that LIVES because I am just about the worst person on the planet. I'm never smart enough for people, never pretty enough for people, never good enough. I'm not good enough for my family, I'm not good enough for my boyfriend, I'm not good enough for my friends, nor my studies.

I suck. And just because I do well in some things it doesn't mean I'm a fucking genius - there will always be people better than me. And even though Kanye West says that there will always be people better than me, but I'm ME (like, uniquely me), so fucking what? I'm not a person to stand out in the crowd. People notice my friends, not me. They notice other people's work, other people's passion for the things they love.

I'm the one that goes unnoticed. And if there were to be a colour to describe me - it wouldn't even be black. Because black represents something elegant, beautiful, subtle and it is literally the most emotional colour in the world, because black is dark, mysterious and contains some of the most angsty emotions out there. Simmering anger. Jealousy.

I am grey. I am the colour that is dull, unemotional and the most unnoticed colour. Don't even talk to me about fifty shades of grey - the only grey that is mentioned is his surname, and his suit + tie. No, Christian Grey is anything but grey. But I am. I am grey, the grey girl.

I hate myself. And when I try to love myself - it's hard, some days I think 'Hey, maybe I'm getting there!' and then it just comes smashing down onto my head. Some things in these past few months have literally been a slap to my face and it's hard to process. I just want to sleep my days away because sleep is my escape from this shitty reality and from all the fucked up things that swim through my mind during the dark.

You can say that I'm a poor, whiny child that thinks that the world owes me a living - the world does not owe anything a living, and yes. I admit that I am a whiny person and that I deserve at least some understanding for someone who has been through a shitty childhood and has met shitty people, shittier than most of the people that you normal kids have met.

I know, there are people out there that have it worse don't they? Starving kids in Africa. People who are dying from ISIS. Adults who are homeless and poor. But does this mean I can't wallow in my own sadness? NO, go fuck yourself. It's like saying I can't be happy because someone out there is happier than me.

And It seems to me that I'm slowly driving the people around me away. I don't reply messages, I miss out on outings, I hide myself away. Some people leave of their own accord, some people get stolen away, some people stay. But the ones who have stayed - they have their own things to do, don't they? I can't blame them. Either way, I'm a pathetic friend and a pathetic girlfriend.

Don't bother trying to reach out to me after this post, because chances are I won't respond to you. Forget about God, I'm done with my religion. I don't need another person dictating my life based on scriptures from the Bible that was from a few thousand years ago. I don't need another authority figure in my life, I've got my hands full dealing with my own family.

No matter how many times I say that I need to learn how to deal with the fact that people don't need me in their lives - they never ask me out, they never ask me for my opinions or make the time to talk to me - I can't seem to. If possible I'd like to shoot myself in the head. If I were to die I'd want to die painlessly and fast.

I'm the girl who lives in the moment, the girl whose temper flares more than the sun, and the girl who believes in giving to her friends. But those things don't matter, because no one else cares. No one gives two hoots. No one.

Okay, I'm done here with this rant-fest full of self-hate and disgust at myself. Today is April's Fools, so I guess the joke's on me. HA HA HA Valerie, you suck.

Gratitude - & March Holiday Shenanigans

Let me start off my post with my condolences towards the passing of Mr Lee Kuan Yew, who was a founding father of Singapore - this small, tiny country I live in. There is no tragedy in his passing - he passed away peacefully at 3am on the 23rd of March, and I was awake when that happened. I only learnt about it an hour later, but I was still shell-shocked about it, even though there were reports of his failing health throughout the week.

As a media student - keeping up with the news is a must, I agree. But when I saw the amount of people outside Mr Lee's ward waiting for news, I felt confused because that is what media is - yet I felt that it was almost disrespectful for them to be setting up camp outside an ICU ward. But news is news, and that was unavoidable. I accepted it, and moved on. It is their job after all, and mine (in a sense) as well.

And while the country mourns over the loss of a beloved leader, I am... not to say happy, but glad that Mr Lee has been reunited with his wife, whom he loved dearly. He has also lived to a grand age of 91 - that is no mean feat in modern society, especially Singapore. He has seen this island through the times, and from a little sleepy fishing village, he made it so that Singapore was not just a port - he made it into a country that was prosperous and harmonious. Today, it is filled with towering HDB flats, skyscrapers, and a racial peace that is still missing in many first world countries.

He created modern Singapore. He cleaned up the island, established many controversial rules and policies, outlawing chewing gum and such, but there is no doubt that he did what he thought was right, and right he was. Without him, there would be no today, there would be no HDB flats or a clean Singapore River - there wouldn't be SINGAPORE.

And today I must say that even though I am only a mere teenager, born in the late nineties when he was already ruling in the PAP - my education, my home and my country was painstakingly carved out by this very man. And it is with my heartfelt gratitude that I thank him, even though I was not alive to witness his regimes. My father and mother lived through it, and even they said that without him, we wouldn't be where we are today.

Thank you, Mr Lee. Your legacy lives on in each and every one of us - because you have not only changed Singapore, you have left a lasting impact on us. While others may not agree, I am grateful that you were the one who made Singapore into what it is today with your vision. Your memory will live on in us as long as Singapore is here.

Rest In Peace, Mr Lee. 1923 - 2015

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On Saturday, Natasha and I went to watch Insurgent. Ugh, don't watch it. It was a waste of money, please. The acting was meh, and her short hair reminded me WAY too much of TFIOS. Besides, it was fucking hilarious to see her with 3 of her in-movie boyfriends. In the same cut.

We went to have Pho at Nam Nam (Plaza Sing) at night, it was so good omg. She didn't finish her food, idk why LOL but I did. The soup has this tangy taste that I really can't get over, and it's really refreshing paired with the lime soda!!

Featuring: Natasha's Nano Céline Luggage Tote and our bowls of Pho. They don't have the mousetail soup one anymore I AM SO SAD???????

We went to have Llao Llao and after that we took the bus home. It was a fun day. Also we did some shopping before the movie but it wasn't much.

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I must say - going to Adventure Cove on a weekday (a fucking Monday!) is a WHOLE NEW experience. Maybe it also helped that it was a non-peak period week, because the March Holidays have just ended. The queues were 2 minutes minimum and 25 minutes maximum.

Lockers are $10, what the heck? But at least they were able to be reopened infinitely. Split costs with your friend if you go and you'll save a LOT of money.

Rides we took today:

Dueling Racer

This is a 2 man ride, but uses a mat where you slide down on it while lying on your front. Jesus, nothing like an adrenaline rush to wake you up. Actually I barely saw anything because my glasses were off, and I kept my eyes shut half the time, but the water and wind against your face feels like heaven - it was just that I kept screaming. I scream on a lot of rides.


Riptide Rocket

All I can say that is THIS RIDE IS GOING TO KILL YOU. I almost died riding it. Well, kinda. It's really fast and as you can see below, you take this float up on the panel (it's like a conveyor belt) and you sit on the float until you reach the top.

And trust me, when I reached the top, I started having a mini panic attack.

Me: I'M GOING TO dIE IM GOING TO DIE I CAn't die yET IM 17 I CAN'T DIE ON THIS RIDE OH MY GOD
Natasha: Will you fucking relax? ._.

The moment we got off the belt and onto the slide, I think my soul flew away. THIS RIDE IS FUCKING FAST AND YOU LITErALLY PLUNGE DOWN (it's not a plunge but it's a really steep downward slide) AND THEN YOU ZOOM UP ANOTHER BELT SO FUCKING QUICKLY MY HEAD WAS THROWN BACK OK.

My only thought at that time was: Am I going to break my neck? Oh and also, I was screaming at the highest pitch the WHOLE TIME. :D

This happened like twice or thrice (the plunge and belt), and then we fucking shot out of the slide so fast that Natasha flew off the front (I was in the back) and according to her, "almost drowned" LOL. Pics below for reference. Pic creds to Google Images! (All images in this post will be from Google as we didn't take any)

Spiral Washout

This ride took 2 minutes to queue for when we hit the top, and it was a chill ride. There are dips and curves but it's not as thrilling as the Riptide Rocket. The lighter person goes in front for this, and so I went in front. It gets pretty dark in there though, but it's okay cause it's like a 2 person thing so if I died, Natasha would've died with me as well. I feel marginally better thinking about that.


Whirlpool Washout

So the fun thing for this ride is that you get shot out of that slide and into this "whirlpool" thing. If you're lucky (or unlucky, your choice) like us, we got swept into the whirlpool BACKWARDS LOL it was a twist... same for the spiral, its a pretty chill ride. But when we went down backwards it was a bit thrilling cause we couldn't see shit LOL.

Also we went to Bluwater Bay, aka the Tsunami pool. Natasha and I strapped ourselves into lifejackets and waded into the deeper parts of the pool. I have no idea why but we were like fucking struggling LOL I think our lifejackets were too big. We both can swim lah, no issue. One part, Natasha was trying to tell me something and then a wave fucking hit me in the face. And she LAUGHED. Best friend 2015.

Then I got out of the pool, feeling a bit nauseous after the rocking in the water so then I went to the toilet to change and stuff, and then went to lie down outside on a bench because I felt like DYING. Almost puked, the acid reflux in my mouth was already happening, but I managed to hold it down.

After I recovered we left for Din Tai Fung, and being super hungry after getting the shit scared out of you on neck-breaking rides, we ordered 4 bowls of noodles. The waitress even had to confirm with us TWICE that we were having 4 bowls. HAHHAHA GG

And here I am writing this post. My results probably come out in about a week or two - and I'm praying that my GPA has been pulled up. My performance in Sem 1 was mediocre, and I really need it to go up. Please, please please!!!

Meh, I'll blog again soon. Writing has become a must in these dreary days of mine, where I write to remember all the time that I've lost. I'm off to watch a movie or two, but to my friends who are still holidaying - enjoy the remaining month you have!

Love,
Anya

If I go will you follow me?

Seeing the recent debacle of Xiaxue's expose, my fingers were itching to write. And after watching Cinderella today, my fingers itched even more. I think that the issue of ethics is important - being a Mass Comm student, I learnt all about internet ethics during my first year at Republic Poly. And I'd like to say that as a blogger, one should have morals - flimsy excuses about how one was really unhappy with their telcos thus the "open complaints" about them & that their lines were "not under their name blah blah" are pretty weak to me. Sure, if you think that this can simply justify what you've done to damage the names of the other telcos, then so be it.

Also, Gushcloud's dirty cover ups - probably just as bad as City Harvest's money laundering, because you're being:

1) DISHONEST
2) OMISSION OF FACTS DOES NOT EQUATE TO "WHAT THEY DON'T KNOW WON'T HURT THEM"
3) BLATANTLY LYING

Also, Gushcloud has no qualms about invading the privacy of their influencers. Asking to search their influencers' phones, claiming without evidence that one of their ex-influencers leaked their brief (why are you harping on the fact that the brief was leaked when what you should focus on is HOW YOU ASKED YOUR INFLUENCERS TO SLANDER STARHUB/M1?), demanding to know of an ex-influencer's boyfriend's address just to "talk to him"? Don't you think this reeks of desperation to cover up one's tracks? Asking Rachel to SWEAR ON HER FAMILY and then saying "I trust you" and then afterwards saying that "I caught her, she slipped up"? Oh yeah, sure. Gushcloud is your "cleanest" business yet. I suggest you buy some toilet paper cause shit just got real.

Glad to know that people like Naomi (who said she was NEVER really a part of Gushcloud - yet another mistreated influencer), Jianhao and Rachel have left. I never really followed any of them but it's plain to see that they know where the line's been crossed, and to leave when that happens. Good game, Gushcloud, but this time I think you're doomed. Your lawyers will probably have to mop up a huge mess - and who's to say that you can even pay them? LOL.

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Watched Cinderella at The Grand Cathay today with my mummy, and man I cried so much during the movie. I cannot stand scenes where a parental figure dies 'cause that affects me a lot. Of course, we all know the Cinderella story, so I didn't really expect much, just waited for the romance. But I must say, Cate Blanchett and Helena Bonham Carter's acting was stellar. Never thought I'd see someone who portrayed Bellatrix in such a kind character's role. But it was good, plus I loved how the Prince was portrayed. Lily James was okay, I mean what else is there to Cinderella other than her kindness and love that helps her along the way?

4/5 stars because the effects were cool, and that their acting was good. No 5 stars because predictable even with the changes to the plot - there is always a happy ending anyways. But I can't fault that, can I? Actually, just did. LOL

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During Cinderella, I realized a few things. The most bitter, jealous and envious type of people will never be satisfied... and most commonly it is those types of people that drive the light out of the most kind and deserving people. I guess I need to learn how to be satisfied with myself - if not I'll be the one driving the light out of myself. I know though I may feel like I don't deserve some things sometimes, but I also need to know that I DO deserve some good in my life. NTS: be more positive and fuck those people who make you feel like shit 'cause you don't need negativity in your life.

Why write?

I only write when I'm happy or upset. There is no other exception. Writers write as an outlet to their feelings, things that they cannot humanly express without ridicule or weird stares. There are people who understand them, but those people will not demand to hear it from the writer. Instead, they understand that people like us have to write to release whatever we hold in us - because that is how we create our version of art.

Art comes in many forms. It can come in drawings, paintings, scriptures, calligraphy - but my favourite form of art is writing, because I'm proficient in it. Of course, everyone loves art, and whoever is literate can read. But not everyone can understand what is written - which is what makes it art. Not everyone can see a painting and understand what it is - can I understand what the Mona Lisa means? No, but I know that it is a great art piece by Da Vinci.

Some days I just like to sit alone and stare into space and lose myself in my head, though I'm not sure if it's a very nice place to be. Some days it is, some days it's the worst place to be. I like being alone, but not lonely. And often those two blur across the lines into each other, which makes me confused. And if 2015 has taught me anything, it's that I should never be too careful with the friends I make and the people that I associate myself with.

Some people say it's healthy to be alone - some shun it like it's a disease that they never want to get. I support the former. I went to watch a movie alone today because I could, and because I wanted to. I was supposed to watch it with James, but we fought and I decided that there was no crime in watching a movie alone.

I do things alone all the time. I eat at McDonald's alone, I eat at KFC alone, I go home alone. And it is times like these that keep me sane. I used to be a person who couldn't stand the thought of being alone - although I was alone most of the time, with my parents working and me being a single child. But as I grow older, I'm starting to take it as a blessing. I like the serenity and peace that being alone brings, and also it allows me to be independent.

And with age, comes loss. But not everyone you lose is a loss. There are some people that you learn - are a good riddance when it comes to actually pulling out weeds in your life. Some were plants that have since wilted away, some were parasites, clinging on with every bit of strength they had. But I've finally had the strength to be able to shift away from what has been choking me up, and finally I can breathe free.

I've found bosom friends in A'bidah, Juhria and Natasha. They give nothing but positive vibes and that's what I need in my life. And since I've been cut off from some people, I wish them nothing but the best. And though I've been a shitty classmate, I'm thankful for the people that I've met in Sem 2 of Year 1. You guys have been great friends and even better classmates.

It's officially the holidays for me, since I had to take UT4 for Effective Communications due to a really bad fever last Friday. Don't know if I want to get a job or not, I just feel so tired. Natasha is flying off tonight to Paris - I'm beyond envious, but I hope she has fun there. She says it's nothing much but y'know, I've never been there so... I hope to one day go to Paris. With James and my friends. Maybe it'll be fun. And Amsterdam too. Visit the TFIOS bench or something.

Valentine's Day 2015

Valentine's Day is coming! Do you already have plans? I don't yet but I figured that I'd write a post listing out places you can go, things you can do and what to do for your special other (or the one you intend to ask out).

Just a fun story: I asked James out for Valentine's Day 3 years ago, and he didn't even realize it until like 4 hours later when we were home. This is how it went:

Me: Hey, are you free next Tuesday?
Him: Tuesday? Yeah I don't have band, I'm free.
Me: Alright, great.

4 hours later...

Him: I just realized that next Tuesday is Valentine's Day...
Me: Ha-haha.. ha... surprise?

Funny how it happened. But I'm glad it did.

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Part 1: Places To Go

1.1 If you have money, go to these places:

• Universal Studios Singapore - self explanatory
• SEA Aquarium - self explanatory
• Trick Eye Museum - TONS OF PICS
• Adventure Cove - baby it's better down where it's wetter...
• Wild Wild Wet (for you cheapos/ eastsiders) - see above...
• Luge Ride (at Sentosa) - race you down!
• Gardens By The Bay - TONS OF PICS 2.0
• Cafe hopping would be nice... (do your research and Google is your best friend)

Pre-book your tickets or buy from Carousellers (they have it for a little cheaper. Hey, every dollar counts right?) And as an added bonus, here's an original pickup line from yours truly:

Hey baby, can I have an adventure in your cove?

1.2 If you don't have money, go to these places:

• Siloso Beach - sun tan yo
• East Coast Park - cycle/rollerskate
• Marina Barrage - kite flying/picnics
• Changi Airport (it's nice there) 

In all technical sense these don't cost money to go to... but bicycles and/or picnics don't cost half as much as those places above do.

Part 2: Special Things You Can Do (for your other half)

By other half I don't mean girlfriend, I mean that a girlfriend should also do something for their man because Valentine's Day means appreciating your partner, not a boyfriend splurging on his girlfriend.

2.1 Things to BUY for:


Men:

• A nice watch (if you can afford it)
• A new wallet (men wear theirs out so fast wtf)
• A pair of sunglasses (if they look good in it, why not)
• A cap maybe. Looks nice on some.
• New underwear, if he's wearing the same old shit all the time...
• Gaming related things (Garena shells, @-cash, Steam wallet...)
• Or a fucking new game for his xbox. YEAH!

Women:

• Flowers.
• Chocolates.
• Victoria's Secret lingerie (not cheap though...)

2.2 Things You Can DIY

• Check out Chloe Choo's Valentine's Day Post (on DIY items) at: http://chloeandchoo.com/typewrite-r/2015/2/2/11-ways-to-say-i-love-you
• Make your own bouquet - paper flowers
• Tutorials are ALL OVER YouTube if you can put in some effort to find them...
• Hey, straw hearts are cute.
• Paper hearts with little notes in them?
• 365 notes for 365 days
• Make her a mixtape... of songs that remind you of him/her.

Notes in general are just cute. :D

Please remember to dress up nicely for Valentine's Day. Unless you two have a code to dress sloppy or something, I think it's nice for one to put in effort for the other party... Plus point: 2015's Valentine's Day falls on a Saturday!

Heard that Fifty Shades is R21 so I guess y'all can go watch something else now... HAHA or watch online together I guess? It's not bad at all, I heard that there's a lot of sex in the movie.
Anyhoo, hope you'll enjoy your Valentine's, single or attached!


Love,
Anya

Japan Trip Part 2

Hello guys!! I'm back with Part 2 of my Japan trip! It's feels like it's been so long since I've been to Japan though... Like it barely even happened. Makes me feel kinda sad. Maybe it's cause the memories that I have there aren't as impactful because I didn't even do what I wanted to do? :( That aside, I'm here to show you the last few days...

Day 3 Part 2:

I'll continue from after the Nissin Museum trip... we were supposed to go to some weird ass street but then IT WAS RAINING and we didn't wanna risk it cause like my grandma's old and so we decided to camp into the McDonalds... Thing about Japan is that Qoo is available everywhere and best part is even the fucking fries there tastes cleaner than Singapore's...

 I mean I know you can't see lah but like it's... Qoo... White Grape...

 Ate it on the very night HAHAHAH it's so NICE ok compared to normal cup noodles?? And it's NOT because I made it myself ok also NOT because I chose my own ingredients but maybe it's just the MSG working it's magic...

Potluck at night...

Loots from Nissin and the lake near Mt Fuji featuring my turtle Theo :3

 

Day 4: Asakusa Temple - Ginza - Free & Easy

OKAY SO early in the morning we headed to Asakusa Temple, the OLDEST temple in Tokyo. You can read more about this place here http://www.japan-guide.com/e/e3001.html it's quite interesting. There were performers around the area we alighted and we went STRAIGHT to the temple, we didn't walk THROUGH the Thunder Gate then through the shops. We did the opposite HAHA.

 ICE CREAM YUMSIES BLACK SESAME AND MATCHA

Ok then we left the temple after buying LOTS of souvenirs at the street shops (I got Pres and Gen beer keychains SO KAWAII ok) and then like we left to eat Tempura (AGAIN WTF) at some 100+ over year old shop idk... Here's some pix of the shops and stuff that I saw...

Got caught by this guy when I took this pix lol I wasn't even supposed to take it but I risked it anyways then he CAUGHT ME ok fuck my mom and I just ran away HAAHHA

 Yeah then LUNCH!

Sigh I miss my blue hair.... anyways then we went on next to the Imperial Garden or whatever... the terrible thing is that it's WINTER now so I go garden see simi lanjiao? So I gotta give credit to the tour guide lah, she managed to entertain us LOL she said that the Emperor is one ugly guy ok, but then when he was younger in line for the throne, he told his dad that he wanted this pretty girl and that he would be willing to forsake his position just to marry her LOL.

Ok that aside, the Emperor is ofc only a figurehead. Anyways, then he married the girl and like his sons and daughter v ugly even though the wife damn chiobu. And then the first son married a wife and the woman had a daughter but then is now in depression cause she can't give birth to a son or something. Second son's wife had a daughter at first too then NOW SHE HAD A SON LOL and the daughter married out of the royal family, which is smart of her apparently. So like if yr in the royal palace, you can't do shit except stay inside.

Basically you're a puppet for the Japanese Diet. Also if you took History, you would know that the Japanese had a bad Diet. (LAUGHS SO HARD) and then I saw this sign saying > Japan Diet, This Way

And I just chuckled for a good 5 minutes on the bus with my mother asking me if I was nuts. No I was not. We hit the park and all I saw were ducks and sick trees and BROWN GRASS and autumn trees.

 The family...

Ok so there was this girl who sits in front of me and my mother and she literally takes a fucking selfie every five fucking minutes ok you scared your face will change isit? Best part is that she takes the selfie with a fucking selfie stick like HELLO YOU TAKE SELFIE ON THE BUS YOU JUST USE YOUR HAND LAH WHY MUST YOU USE THE STICK... ARE YOU T-REX? Ok some people are like "LET HER DO WHAT SHE WANTS" ok LOR I let her LOR.

Then right, this photo below looks ridiculous, I know. But let me explain to you why I took it.

 So as we were leaving the park, that girl was in front of me, my mom and my aunt. Then she fucking PAUSED and took a fucking picture with this tree, like I did. Okay. Okay. And I was like WHAT THE HELL... I know tree bark very nice but why must you selfie with it...

Then my mother said to me, "Eh, you cannot lose out to her!! Take also!!" LOL KIASU AT ITS BEST SMLJ but then I just played along HAHHAHA LAV IT. Ok but here's a DSLR quality of the TREE BARK. I must admit it does look pretty nice.

Then they drove us off to the Ginza district. It was a Sunday so they like closed off the road for pedestrians WHICH WAS SO COOL OK. We then went off for free & easy.

 

This was a tranny btw... that or a cross dresser but like he looks like a tranny...

 12 floor Yamaha building. Damn cool reh. Inside damn hot though zz wtf.

OMFG A&F BUT I DIDN'T GET TO GO IN CAUSE MY FUCKING RELATIVES WANT TO GO SEE FUCKING DEPARTMENTAL STORE...............................................................

Long story short we went like some departmental store then we went Daimaru and then we went to this fucking awesome Ramen store... Ichiran Ramen at Ueno Station. I highly recommend this, and it's not that expensive either! Check out their English website for different locations: http://www.ichiran.co.jp/english/

This branch at least, is 24 hours and never closes year-round. It's like you can choose your own flavour and add ons VIA VENDING MACHINE OK

 These are my add ons and I added on only spring onions...

 This is the seating thingy you can click on it to see they have like 3 seating sections and the green lights show taken seats or whatever idk... can't really recall anymore?

This is my order chit and I get to choose like the kind of ramen I want, super tangy or chewy or soft or my soup spicy or not and etc etc

 Iced water and places for us to hang our coats behind :D

It's 3am on a sunday night, and I'm blogging about this and like... The ramen looks so fucking good... I want Ajisen tomorrow... which of course is a pale imitation but like you know. Ha ha, ramen.

Day 5:

So early in the morning I got woken up to go and eat Sashimi. For one, I hate raw food. For another, I can't appreciate raw fish. But then I'm in Japan right? So I figured I might as well try... can't believe I queued for a god damn hour ok but they say it's pretty famous so ok lor...

 It's called Daiwa Zushi I think. Maybe you can go check up on that.

Brrh, still not a fan of raw fish. :(

Super swag cutting. Also very bloody.

This street is the place where you get all of those Kit Kat goodies for fucking cheap HAHA I bought like 3 packs for 1000 yen or something (I legit cannot recall where this district is ALL I know is that it starts with an O HAHAH fucking Japan man or maybe it doesn't even start with an O for all I know)

Basically spent my last day shopping at Shinjuku. At fucking Takashimaya. Can you believe it? What a fucking waste of good time. Hate going overseas with my relatives because I'm always the only teenager and I can't opt out either?? Now that I'm turning 18 this year fuck them man, I'm never going overseas with them willingly again. Hongkong trip last last year was also quite a disaster lol.

Ok then 6th day was returning home, nothing much there. Returned home to an empty country (I was only happy to see my dad and laptop) b/c baby was overseas :'( throughout the 3 years of our relationship we've never managed to celebrate his birthday (sighs sadly).

Hope I didn't disappoint you much for this post & I figured there wasn't much to blog about Countdown because a douche pretty much ruined my experience + countdown is countdown lo. Pics on Instagram anyways.

Haha kay bye thanks for tuning in!!