the four right chords can make me cry

i like his classes, but he goes really slowly! i wrote this to keep myself awake:

becky belongs to a band of borderline bohemians bravely battling beastly bureaucracy and bona fide bodohs for the betterment of brainy beneficiaries (BBBBBBBBBBBB or B12)
booyakasha!

heh, my own contribution to the ideas for names for the group formerly known as SFU (students feedback unit), now known as USF (undergrads speaking frankly).

posted by beckyboo @ 12:06 AM 1 comments

according to chels (very authoritative source on these things), I am an INFP, and the greatest desire of INFPs like myself and nicola is to be understood, as opposed to INFJs who desire to be loved. (or it could be the other way round, INFJ and INFP, i'm not sure)

and wow, she's right! and how.

the lyrics i quoted captured it so well: and I don't want the world to see me cos i don't think that they'd understand when everything's meant to be broken i just want you to know who i am

so thank you for taking the time to understand me =)

big hugs to the following people:
chels and nicola, thanks for waiting for me to huff and puff my way along the run but more importantly the very deeply affirming friendship. fadz, thanks for waiting for me and huffing and puffing around a insanely hot campus with me. Yay for huffypuff friends!

in other news

john has a 2 day week! sigh, i knew i should have been a lit major, snarf. hehe, i recall his hamster-way of saying "heh, it's inverted!" with regards to his 5 day weekend. which really made me think of The Shins' Oh, Inverted World, which somehow strikes me as very john sort of music even though he had The Flaming Lips on his mp3 player and not The Shins. What I'm really trying to say, I hope you understand, is: someone please buy me the CD, hint hint wink wink.

posted by beckyboo @ 11:26 PM 2 comments

because some people in your life who become friends mean too much to forget about and slowly drift apart from.

though i need to sleep so badly and catch up with my work, though the anxiety has been building up steadily, though i had an absolutely rotter of a day just before plonking down in the car with the blue lights and how i had to slowly wrest it out of my own sighs as i pondered amanda previewing the fireworks.

dinner and drinks: a steal at only $17 + $7
highly entertaining hugely endearing people: priceless

bye alan, take care of yourself these next 4 years. long hair and big pants aside, we still love you =)

posted by beckyboo @ 2:13 AM 0 comments

am i the only one who thinks these lyrics are brilliant?

and you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
or the moment of truth in your lies
and everything feels like the movies
yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive

and I don't want the world to see me
cos I don't think that they'd understand
when everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

my parents have scary foresight. when they first bought me the ipod, i didn't really feel the need for it, not that i was being ungrateful or anything. I thought: i'm not the kind of person who likes to listen to music while doing stuff, i like to just listen, with all my attention, since my music's so good. buuuut, that was before i started doing housework.

hopeless housewife. if they decide to do a tv series instead of the movie.

first day of school. can't believe i'm year 3 rant.

posted by beckyboo @ 9:40 AM 0 comments

why does life have to be so drama?

posted by beckyboo @ 12:22 AM 2 comments

it's a good thing i don't have a credit card.

if not i would have bought this and this straightaway. i heart esty! too bad they don't ship here...

posted by beckyboo @ 2:32 AM 0 comments

Friday is the day to be reminded that i still look like a kid

ticket lady: erm actually, you need to be 21 to watch this film
waiter at indochine: sorry, this is just to check: is everyone at this table above 18?

another interesting conversation with the lady who was manning homespun (NICE SHOP!)
lady: so are you from singapore?
me: yeah, i'm singaporean. i'm a student here.
lady: oh! so are you an arts student?
me: erm, no, i'm actually a science student, at NUS.
lady: oh! then what are you doing here?
me: ... erm

company was good. i always have fun when i'm with v =) we met some of her theatre artsy fart friends too, very nice people, and very cool. one's writing a screenplay and the other's an actress in new york! i guess v hadnt seen her friend in a while, so we adjourned to indochine to have drinks. t'was a very pleasant evening =) i was quite amazed that i could just hit it off with strangers so easily, it was comfortable.

had my dinner at suriya with timo, tian en, gabs, ivin and joyce after that. was good to see gabs, feel like we haven't talked in ages. so nice to have church friends and a prata shop right outside your house.

saturday is daddy and becky day.

he attempted to wake me up in the morning so that i could go lab, but i said "mrrfph, 10 minutes..." and went back to sleep. when i finally woke up, we went for breakfast at chinatown and saw this super modded TW. daddy promptly whipped out his phone and attempted to take photos of it "to show peach".

after finishing up my lab stuff, i was sitting at the kerb, waiting for dad to come over from browsing the forum co-op. it was a sweltering day, but there was nice tree-cover where i was. as i looked at the shadows cast by the branches, i noticed the form of some moving thing through the branches. it was moving too slowly to be a bird, but you couldn't tell what it was, based on a shadow. it was a big, red, broad leaf, which materialized before my eyes as it fell to the road. something poetic about that scene. if i had a video camera to make a film out of my life, that'll definetly be a pivotal scene.

a slight breeze soughed through the trees as i sat there, staring at my shoes and feelin' groovy.

i dragged daddy around the shops of queensway and bought me a new pair o'shoes. hoot! i likes.

after napping the afternoon away, i went for dinner with dad and mum and did some grocery shopping. mum seemed to be in an unusually good mood. maybe the hero and heroine in her korean drama got married or something. hahaha... anyway, saw junwen and adrian at the coffeshop! fellow brethren, heh.

one and a half good days in a row. hopefully i'm on a roll.

posted by beckyboo @ 12:58 AM 0 comments

Anyone free on friday and keen to watch The Unbearable Lightness of Being? I've never been to the arts house (what a shame!), i haven't watched an R-21 movie since turning 21, and i read the book by Milan Kundera.

Who wants to go for the Singapore Theatre Fest 06? If we buy 4 or more tickets, we get a 20% discount! I intend to watch second link on 18th August cos there's a post-show discussion.

WOMAD also coming! hoot! Got thai musicians leh!

Will be very poor by the end of august.

posted by beckyboo @ 11:50 PM 2 comments

GEK1052: I waaaaant to take this module but i can't cos it clashes with immunology!
Dr Tan, wait for me, will take it when i get back from birm.

posted by beckyboo @ 2:59 AM 0 comments

aftermath
i found myself smiling so much more today, talking and thinking about so many other things not related to death, funerals, separation and loss, that i thought i was ok.
but when i sat down to write my journal, it all came back to me, every detail suddenly sharp, out of the midst of my normally fuzzy memory. i have been through a lot these few days, more than i realise. and i've learnt a lot, more than i have the capacity to reflect upon.
but thanks for meeting me for lunch today, though i hadn't thought of all these things then. writing is catharsis for me, but telling someone is even better. unfortunately, it seems i need a script.
i need a break too.

posted by beckyboo @ 1:08 AM 0 comments