Pitza♥Summer

Sunday, October 29, 2006

1st clubbing experience

Four of us marched into Ministry of Sound without any queuing required. The only hitch was when the bouncer requested for my ic after taking a quick glance at my face. We had a shot taken at the lobby and were told that we were shortlisted for the best dressed award. The prize is a trip to Berlin for 2!!!! Even though we didn't win after all, the news set us contemplating what to do with the tickets. We agreed to sell it and split the earnings since all of us are cash-starved students.

Due to HL's spontaineity, we went around taking photos with people who took the trouble to dress up for halloween.(I promise to post the photos when I receive them)Most of the girls dressed to be sexy lolitas. They wore short dresses and oh -so -kawaii accessories.(you should get the idea)Guess i'm sort of the odd one out, dressing up as cleopatra. But we did attract lots of attention, moving around as a group. HL, as usual, bask in the lime-light, while the rest of us were glad to let him enjoy all the attention.

We first got a jug of lime vodka and as thirsty as weary travellers in the desert, we finished it in no time. The alcohol didn't kick in for me but HL was already bouncing up and down. Richmond and the other guy(sorry...it's a chinese name.hard to rem) were still fine so we got another jug of beer, courtesy of HL's bro. I didn't know what my alcohol threshold was so I only took several swigs from the beer mug.

11pm came and we made our way to the retro room and several other which just opened. The guy with the chinese name bought Richmond and me a tequila shot each, excluding HL because he seemed to be in his element already. I never tried it before and i must say it tasted horrible. It felt as if I was drinking pure alcohol. I thought that would be my threshold for the day but I was wrong. I made myself count in japanese and could still do it with ease.More dancing followed and we again bought ourselves another jug of vodka concoction, our last drink of the day. We then headed to the main room and danced till 230am, a great finale to our halloween escapade. Thank you guys for the exciting and wonderful night-out that I'll never forget.

Love, Pitza 29.10.06

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Saturday, October 28, 2006

TGIF

I've serious doubts about who to trust and who to steer clear. The society is much too complicated for my liking.I know I've to be careful and tread cautiously even though I really hate to do so. An innocuous action might not be taken as lightly as I wish it could be. I regretted being so honest and naive, thinking that everyone's like those friends I got to know from school. How I hope I've selective memory sometimes.My favourite day of the week wasn't as enjoyable because there was this little pesky problem who couldn't wait to destroy my friday.But, I didn't escape this time. I confronted the problem.Loser I am not.

Love, Pitza 28.10.06

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Sunday, October 22, 2006

ART ROX

Work is getting worst than ever. I need mental stimulation, not mindless chattering. I need true friends, not scheming hypocrites. I've to get myself prepared for next month since lay yi and shawn, the two promoters I'm working with this month, will no longer be accompanying me.I shall try not to think about it.

Mom and dad picked me up after work and we drove all the way to red dot museum at maxwell road. I was contemplating whether to set up a stall at their sunday flea market but decided against it after visiting the place. There were just a couple of yuppies strolling around even though the arena is big enough to accomodate a bigger crowd. I didn't accomplish what I intended to do---- paying the rental for a stall next sunday. Yet, I made a BIG realisation---- I'm feeling rather lost without art.
Seeing the artworks of those aspiring artists left me wondering what life would be like if I didn't withdraw from architecture. Guess I would be enjoying the sketchings as well as trips overseas to view awe-inspiring architectures.Although I would very much like to enjoy that, I would not be able to pursue the science that i love. A true blue catch-22. (why O why is this happening!!!!)

I mentioned this to my mom and she encouraged me to pursue art as a hobby. Maybe I should.

In addition to my "BIG realisation", I spotted MY DREAM CARS at the red spot museum carpark!!!!! A volkswagen beetle cabriolet as well as a mini cooper convertible!!!! They are real eye candies! Pretty, adorable, whimsical, quirky, youthful, sporty, cool...Compliments for these 2 cars are never-ending.I must work real hard to get either one of them.

And to spice up my mundane life, I agreed to attend MOS halloween party on saturday with HL and his friends. We'll be renting a costume each to gain free entrances into the club. No matter whether I'll be dressing up as a grecian goddess, a fairy princess, an elf, a black cat or just a good ol' witch, I'm definitely going to enjoy it big time!! WOOHOO!

Love, Pitza 22.10.06

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Saturday, October 21, 2006

deadly dose of poison

I'm supposed to be in bed by now but I've got to dump all my thoughts out. They'll haunt me in my sleep and pester me in my dreams. So here goes...

I realised recently( or should i say finally admitted) that I've been escaping from certain problems for quite a while. I've kept my break-up in 2004 to myself for a long time. Friends knew something was different but they kept mum about it. I cried once and moved on. Only recently did I start sharing with trust-worthy people around me.It wasn't that bad.I cleared out my closet.

And just a day ago, I thought I spotted a familiar face with his arm linked to a stranger.I'm quite sure that he is who I think he was. Identical twins never looked that similar.Yet, I didn't make further investigations. The truth might be too painful and disappointing to know.

I've witnessed far too many cases of adultery and divorce to believe in "happily ever after" wholeheartedly. Shawn recommended me to read more romance as a cure for my cynicism. Maybe I should. The dosage would go like this: Read at least 100 pages each time, 3 times a day; For added strength, combine with 1 hour of chick flick or romantic tv serial. However, it'll come with small prints at the bottom which says" short term effects guaranteed"

P.S. Thank you qi for staying around till dance ended!!!!!!I'm soooo touched by your action. And thanks for the badge!
Momo stayed up to greet me when I got home at 1240am! sometimes what he does really amazes me. I love momo!

Love, Pitza 21.10.06

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Saturday, October 14, 2006

Goong

I didn't get to watch "goong" on tv since I'm usually working in the evenings. How I wish I could watch it again... Satisfy myself by looking through U tube for short snippets of the show. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJuvHynACDs&NR Watch this! You might get addicted too! And there's also this video featuring a band playing music from the drama. I bet the show would be so much blander without the good music.

Love, Pitza 14.10.06

Nicklelodeon

I love watching cartoons. Snigger behind my back all you want but I won't ever hide or deny this fact. I haven't had the chance to watch the telly for a long time and finally had a free afternoon today. Tuned in to Nicklelodeon and saw a really attention grabbing commercial. Jackie Chan was teaching a group of kids how to fold origami cranes and while he was at it, he warned the kids not to play with wild birds. It struck me how much an icon jackie Chan is. Everyone knows him as a Kung-Fu expert and he even has a cartoon character drawn to his likeness. I must agree that it's a good idea to feature jackie chan in the ad. The power of media is definitely stronger than a parent's constant reminders.

"Avatar" came up next. It was as good as I remembered it to be. Episode 6 is really a meaningful one; where one of the main character managed to boost the morale of a group of prisoners with her courage and they eventually defeated their oppressors. Even though plots revolving around "good triumphs evil" and " unity is power" might seem to be cliche, juvenile and over used, I believe we need plots like this. They renew our optimism in life and allow us to believe in miracles and hope. Maybe that's why I love cartoons. Anything is possible--- topsy turvy or perfect.

Love, Pitza 14.10.06

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Friday, October 13, 2006

dance

Visited animal clinic today.Janis caught our dearest stray (cowboy) before I came so that I could see him. I'm really touched by her effort and I must say everyone at animal clinic treats each other with a genuine heart. There are neither back-stabbing nor pretentious gestures, which are so rampant in most working environment. I'm thankful for that. Really grateful. Cowboy AKA Brokeback had put on lots of weight since I last saw him. He appeared to be more aloof and independent and couldn't wait to slip away from us. Maybe he decided he should be more tough and rugged since he's no longer a kitten. At least that's the way it is for people.That's why I resisted growing up.

I'm looking forward to our little animal clinic christmas gathering. Sam will be back then and it'll be sort of like a farewell for me as well. Janis was just telling me how much she hope that we could all remain as innocent as we are. But I guess it's all part of growing up. Shouldering more responsibilities as well as getting aquainted with the rat race will never allow you to preserve this innocence. I shall promise to prolong it as much as possible.

Woei lin picked me up from Telok Kurau and we made our way to esplanade. I was giving her directions even though I never fail to get lost while walking around. Haha... We got there in time for a quick dinner at a la mian restaurant. The la mian wasn't extraordinary but the avocado smoothie that I had was really superb! It did work as a substitute for the creamy avocado scoopz ice cream that I had been longing for.

The ballet is one of the best I've seen. Red Giselle is a blend of classic and contemporary ballet as well as lindy hop(surprise surprise). Every movement emnates deep emotions which could never be described with words or pictures and they epitomizes grace and beauty. This re-enforces my passion for modern dance. I'll dance forever.

Love, Pitza 13.10.06

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Tuesday, October 10, 2006

There's something wrong with Pitza. She only feels like blogging when things are going awry. That's really bad. Does it mean that she's a sadistic devil who likes to bring bitter feelings to others? Pitza hopes not.

She's starting to enjoy every minute of her day. Recently or should I say yesterday, she found this person who's going to Massey next year for vet science as well. I must say it reassured her even though she didn't really show her fear in front of nobody. There are loads of activities for the next few days and the bustling eventful life is making her come alive once again.

Pitza's grandma is quite mirthless these few days. Her first task is to mark next wed as grandma's day and lavish grandmama with a good treat with her first pay. Hope that makes her day.

Angeline is heading for yoga first and then work. So now she says goodbye.

P.S. " pls tag on my blog if u girls would like to attend an ultimate frisbee clinic on sat!!!"

Love, Pitza 10.10.06

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Sunday, October 08, 2006

My day

I was so sleepy. The overly-syncronised crooning of boyband( or is it manband?), westlife, was lulling me into sweet dreamland. I thought I couldn't survive. I forced myself to rattle off strings of words that didn't really mean anything to me. They are already imprinted in my head. Break came and i was delirious with joy. Really overjoyed. I seriously need a strong caffeine boost.

It's all due to my folly. I shouldn't have sacrificed my sleep. Thankfully I didn't watch a late-night movie which would get me home just in time for work. That would be a disaster.

Love, Pitza 8.10.06

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Saturday, October 07, 2006

I'm going to start writing entries with a happier note. Instead of groaning and whining about how much I missed school, I'll compile a list of weird and memorable incidents at school---all the schools I've attended.

1) Charles setting fire to the basin in the chemistry lab by pouring alcohol and lighting it with the bunsen flame.

2) Kelvin pulling the shower handle for chemical spills at an old chemistry lab. Brown, foul liquid began to gush down... And our uniforms were white.
(secondary school)

3)A few guys brought glass mugs full of coffee to class during math tutorial. They placed the mugs on their desks and it seemed more like a coffee shop scene than a classroom.

4) Beng beng (our math tutor) told us that there's an "iron" bread at delifrance which tasted really good. Apparently, we couldn't find it. Maybe it's onion not iron? :p

5) Our first GP tutor brought a bagful of bean bags and taught us how to juggle during his last lesson with us. I was amazed by how well he could juggle. A part-time clown perhaps?

6) Si hao said " Look at my sexy legs!" while raising points of contention during an inter-class debate.

7) Qi sung the song I made up, by herself ,during a class presentation. We were supposed to sing together but I couldn't stop laughing then . It was sung to the tune of "planting rice" but with silly lyrics.

8) Tat being nominated as prom king by our class.

9) Sitting at the back of the lecture hall with kim and a few guys during chemistry lectures. We could barely copy nothing.

10) Kim and I were made to sit in the front row(meant for unruly students.haha) just because we went to the washroom before bio lecture and came in late.

11) Anastasia sung the same song into my ears for a few weeks, maybe months. Thank you for teaching me the lyrics of jie jie mei mei zhan qi lai. :p(primary school)

12) A boy poured liquid detergent into my hair and the teacher had to wash my hair under the baisin tap. He was made to comb my hair after that! I quickly refused.(kindergarten)

13) Woei Lin and me started humming during chinese lesson as we were bored doing mundane xi2 zi4 and as we got really into it, we began to sing louder. Our chinese teacher came over as we were enjoying ourselves and asked us why were we singing. Really embarassing moment!( sec sch)

There are definitely many more of such happenings but it'll take days to write. Guess I'll stop here for now. Hope I didn't bore anyone...

Love, Pitza 7.10.06

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Wednesday, October 04, 2006

End of 2006

I'm glad I've the time to stop for a while and enjoy the beauty of a copper sculpture of Alice from Salvador Dali's painting of 'Alice in the Wonderland'. She's positioned right in front of Border's, with a head of roses, long flowy gown and a skipping rope which is seemingly too short for her. But who cares. The sculpture looks rather good.

And it just hit on me that I haven't been into Border's for quite some time. It used to be one of my favourite haunts because of it's wide range of novels. Have been buying fewer novels now since I've to adopt more economical choices such as borrowing from the library. Border's has imported quite a large collection of 2007 schedule books as well as calandars. I've this habit of purchasing a spanking new schedule book before the year starts and I usually get the Japanese ones since they're attractive and adorable. Those sold by Border's seem to be more meaningful though, with quotes and cartoons that make sense. The japanese versions are usually littered with random words like "cute!", "sweet!" and "cool!". I 'll definitely have a hard time choosing my new schedule book.

Love, Pitza 4.10.06

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Tuesday, October 03, 2006

hugs

Just watched a You-Tube video that Synn Tian put on her blog. It's this MTV-like video called 'hug campaign', where unknown strangers hug each other after seeing the other holding up a placard that reads " Free Hugs". This video almost made me cry.I'm not sure why. Just a surge of emotions.

Love, Pitza 3.10.06

Your Ex-Lover Is Dead---Stars

God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before'
In that instant it started to pour,
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across point champlain
And all of the time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name…

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
Now you're outside me You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin
It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love…

Live through this, and you won't look back…
Live through this, and you won't look back…
Live through this, and you won't look back…

There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to say
I'm not sorry there's nothing to say...

Love, Pitza 3.10.06

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Monday, October 02, 2006

grey n drab

Notice anything about the sky recently? IT's grey and drab, hazy and depressing, dull and uninteresting. I must say the weather kinda affects me. I've been contemplating more than ever and had this terrible dream yesterday. Not sure if it can be considered a nightmare though. I neither encountered any supernatural beings, nor get squashed by a huge block of brick wall. But the dream is scary. Really scary. Dreams are said to be the manifestations of things that you think about subconsciously. It worries me to know that my thoughts could be so dark and evil, like a devil in disguise.

My job is giving me more leeway for my mind to wander and I hate that. Today is my fifth consecutive day of work and I'm becoming a walking zombie. I 'm enjoying morbid songs more than ever and "Your Ex-Lover is Dead", " I Used to Love Her", "I'm shakin' " and " Goodbye Earl" are fast becoming the only tracks that I listen to on my ipod. Sadly, Beachboys is no longer my favourite.

I am always looking forward to my contemporary dance lesson, which is held every friday evening. That's the only time where I throw away all inhibitions and leap, prance and whirl about with full concentration. I love sports but not its competitiveness.

I wish to be independent but still yearns to be like a kid. I guess that's the thing of being the eldest child at home: You always hope to get the attention that the youngest child gets. I cried on my 12th birthday, can't remember how I felt on my 18th, and now pray that I could be forever 18.( though impossible)

Can't wait for MAF on saturday! Really missing school life... I grin to myself whenever I remember certain amusing snippets. Now that's scary.

Love, Pitza 2.10.06

At the airport

I'm blogging at the airport... Not sure what to write though. Not going to race against the time limit to write a decent post. :)

Love, Pitza 2.10.06

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