[when a song and life become synonymous on the radio] you know some real bad tricks and you need some discipline, but lately, you've been trying real hard and giving me your best. And, you give me the most gorgeous sleep i've ever had, and when it's really bad, it's not that bad. you're really lovely underneath it all. you want to love me underneath it all. you want to love me, underneath it all. i'm really lucky, underneath it all... you've used up all your coupons, and all you've got left is me. somehow i'm full of forgiveness, i guess it's meant to be.

ok-- what does this song really mean?

[ain't no mountain high enough] i suddenly miss my brother. i know he doesn't read my ramblings, so it's okay for me to write this, hehe. he has an uncanny way of making me laugh and keeping my attention. he also has the most entertaining sneezing fits of anyone i know. he's the only one that asks me how a shirt looks on him and actually cares about my opinion. he's one of the only guys i know who'll hold the door open for me. he's also the only one who can piss me off like no other. hahaha =D but ah, that's what makes us siblings. anyhoo-- i wish he was here =P

[last craving] i need a kit-kat =T.

[just what i needed to end my icky day] http://www.people.cornell.edu/pages/dah18/america/ (cut and paste this if you can't click it) *duh* but seriously, it's great for laughs. MarkANG, if you're reading this, i think you shall appreciate it =D

[amalgamation] gootness, it's been awhile since i've written. i'm sitting here now going through my regular morning routine.. sipping my coffee.. dipping my rich-tea biscuits in my coffee.. waiting to eat my hawaiian papaya.. and reading about all the news online. so i just read this story about the heir of the Onassis family who is 18 years old and just "earned" 2.9 billion dollars, or something of the sort. she earns another 2 billion when she turns 21, but gosh, will she be able to enjoy any of that? all her relatives had tragic and very young deaths, her father is involved in a scandal, her aunt was clinically depressed and had four failed marriages, and this poor 18 year old girl naturally lives a very sheltered and abnormal life. the moral of the story -- money isn't everything the people who don't have it wish they did, and the people who do have it couldn't care less. is that not true of everything? instead, we should probably embrace what we do have.. health, friends, family, people who care about you, and most importantly, your sanity.

the past two weeks have definitely been a roller coaster of emotions for me. the first day of my last semester.. my car kapooting on me... thinking about my relationships with people.. pondering my current and future responsibilities. BLAH. as 311 sings... all mixed up, donno waht to do..

[goodbye humidity] maaaaaan. it's time to go back to berkeley-- and though i am excited, a small part of me also wishes i could lounge in my pyjamas all day in my singapore home. it's been super - home always is. thank you to my dad, mom, and brother for spending such great times with me. thank you to all my friends who made the pilgrimage back to singapore to create even more super memories. and thank you to my bed for always keeping me warm and safe at night =)

[speaking of which] last night, i watched a video of my brother's graduation ceremony with him. it definitely reminded me of the evening my class of '99 crossed that wonderful threshold (and how young we once all looked =O ), but most of all, it made me realize how different i am now. not my personality or character per se, but just how i see the world. sadly, a lot of idealism has dissipated and my high school worked sooo hard to instill values of tolerance, peace, and understanding in all of us. yes, i've always held such values, but how far am i going to actually practicing it or even spreading it? all of us used to be so active in promoting ourselves in environmental activities, community service contributions, and the like.. but what happened? hmm. perhaps this should be one of the 2003 resolutions... hrm.

[phlegm] go away already. =T

[i wish] watching the australian open on tv is both exciting and semi-depressing at the same time. man, why can't i play like that? it's like no matter how hard i try, i don't think i could ever be good at one thing. i was not born to be magnificent at one thing-- otherwise.. i'd be on tv playing at the australian open =P so yah.. i wish i had one thing i could boast about.. one thing that i love to do, and it shows =) because thennnn, i can share that one thing with everybody else! hmm. so that brings me to the question of.. if i could be really good at one thing.. what would it be? hrm. hrm. hrm. tough question that. for now, i'll just stick to eating i s'pose =D i'm *really* good at that-- and i can share that with lots of people! weeee! oh sigh.

[is the world ending?] so i went out and about today with one of my more thoughtful friends. he and i have a grand history together, friendship-wise, and despite all the years that have passed, he still stands to be one of the more thought-provoking ones. anyhoo. so today he announced that the world was going to end in 20 years-- more or less. he posited that in 20 years, countries would develop so much tension, hatred, and resentment against each other, that they would pretty much get rid of one another. he actually said it might be a good thing because he thought the world needed a wake-up call in this kind of way. he had a point-- does anyone really remember all the lessons from world war I or II for that matter? peace was supposed to have started and continued-- but here we are, on the brink of another war... =T

on a more micro-scale, we ended up talking about what *we* - us little puny people -- could do about it. though i'm not usually this pessimistic or cynical, i did exclaim that i didn't think we had any power. unfortunately, all the power lies in world leaders such as bush. wee. i mean, someone could commit suicide in the name of some cause, and he or she will appear in the paper and have his or her respects paid to.. and then what? no one remembers what that person stood for in the end. sad huh. well, to end on a semi-positive note, my friend & i came to the concensus that, though we have little power, we can still spread goodness in our own way, and that's what really matters. messages like love thy neighbour and think we, not me stood out to the both of us. our society is becoming so me-oriented as of late, and that really bothers me. so the moral of the story? share the love and spread the love. we need more good people around.

[trip to taiwan] couples with matching clothes, fruit for breakfast in the morning, andrea bocelli singing through the walls, cute babies in puffy jackets, delicious food that is *so* bad for you, lights lights lights!, bad dancing (haha), tea and the lovely tea sets you drink with, cute mr. & mrs. wey, swervy driving, b , expensive drinks, 7-11s, qoo-qoooo, happy-happy-joy-joy =)

[sticky] okay, i can't quite capture the essence of a marshmellow fight in the same manner as my brother. so please mosey on over to www.xanga.com/druroxxx to read his epic story of our marshmellow fight, and what happened to the last marshmellow. yes. we're weird.

[question] why is that when you whisper into the phone, the person on the other line reacts by whispering too even if they don't need to? funny funny schtuff. =D

[a sign?] on the way home from a new year's potluck last night, i saw an ad on the bus that said "Invest in your Health. Drink Alcohol". i swear that's what it said. when i took a second look it said, "Invest in your Health. Drink Anchol." *doh* =O

[changes] oh my. it's 2003!! *gasp!*