Looking at this picture, dont you think Sha Gua's eyes are so small when she smile? LOL!

I watched the movie, "The Last Song", last night and it was a good movie to catch. The previous time when I watched the trailer in the cinema, it was some romantic story, probably a nice happy ending. However, after watching it that night, I guess the story plot has its own twist, which maybe, melts the hearts of the audience.

There were so many sobbings around the cinema when the movie end~!!! Okay, I'm not teasing anyone but I was quite touched by the scene too. =]

I had BK after movie and later, heading to Nanyang Polytechnic to meet the rest in celebrating Pang Keng and Eugene's birthday. The rest had made Macdonalds a mess but still, we enjoyed the mini gathering alot.

ZZzzzz.... Next up, when July comes, the rest would be celebrating the July babies. Hope I dont recieve weird gifts such as underwear, condoms or any other weird stuff. Tolong tolong~!!

I enjoyed last night. The 10 minutes walk to home makes me feel... so good... =]

A colleague read this out recently while having our break. Just want to share it in my blog. Its quite interesting. Have a good laugh. =]

Q: How many RJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: 4 whole faculties. One fac to design the new bulb, one fac to test it out, one fac to market it and one guy to write a stupid Email about lightbulbs.

Q: How many HCJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: The whole school…..to compete with RJC………

Q: How many VJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: The whole school…….one to screw it in and the rest to cheer and wave flags and banners to give him/her support.

Q: How many NJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: NO LIGHT STILL CAN STUDY!!!!!

Q: How many AJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: They’re too busy trying to be one of the top 5 JCs…

Q: How many ACJC students does it take to change lightbulb??
A: None……they use all their money to employ YJC to do it for them.

Q: How many YJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None…..only one teacher to tell them what a lightbulb is in the first place and to demonstrate (how do you think they’re able to change it for AC?)

Q: How many CJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: They’d prefer it darker………. (hmmm…*raise eyebrow*)……

Q: How many JJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None……Their physics is so bad that they make the male teacher cry…..

Q: How many TPJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: Would they bother??

Q: How many MJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: None.They’re too busy studying. trying not to get expelled..

Q: How many SAJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None…..they believe in praying for it.

Q: How many NYJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None…..they are still using oil lamps.

Q: How many SRJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: Huh, wat litebarb …

Q: How many IJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None. They’re more worried about the about-to-drop-fans in the learning studios instead.

Q: How many MI students does it take to change the lightbulb?
A: None. They think they are very bright already….>

A few things I've learnt during the past two weeks that I never knew it would happened to me but strangely, it did.

• It takes simply a few minutes to introduce yourself and make a new friend.
• It takes initiative to understand a new friend, such as offering a drink and chat, gatherings or meet ups.
• Humans have the power to make the impossible to be possible. Its all about actions, understanding and time. It can be done as short as a few days.
• Promise isn't everything. Only make your promise if you know you can achieve it. Creating false hopes to others could hurt them even more if you failed. Hence, dont make any promise.

Everything is paced and steady but using just a few days to determine a person's character is not enough. I guess I need to take it slowly, step but step.

Nic, slow down...

Friends of mine often share their experiences with me regarding their phobia towards swimming. Yet, nothing could be describable unless you are put through into such scenarios.

I finally got a taste of that feeling yesterday evening while swimming at Yishun Swimming Complex. It was an instant fear that you would not want to put yourself in but a good experience for me.

I was going to push myself for a 25m training which consist of butterfly, backstroke, breaststroke and freestyle. However, before I could complete my butterfly, I felt the cramp on my left calf at the middle of the deep waters.

I tried to calm myself in the water first, putting my left hand on my injured leg while the other towards the brim of water to indicate "help".

My sister was next to me and I signalled her to tow me back. Yet, sadly, language barrier, she don't know what I was trying to show and she was threading water, looking at me blankly. 

By then, I was gasping for air and I struggled. With pain inflicted on the calf, it restricts my movement. 

Next to me was a child; a friend's cousin; who was with a float. I wanted to grab hold of the float but after hearing her voice, I felt it wasn't safe to hold onto the float. The next moment, she was saying 'obi kwak' loudly... Wow... Wat a luck...

Helpless and in desperation for air, using my both arms as my only tool for my survival, pushing myself up the water and swimming towards the side of the pool. Finally, my coach was next to me, assisting me up from the water once I reached the concrete area.

Overall, it was a bad experience in the water, with no help and mockery added to it. Good experience I guess but I think, I should not push myself too hard the next time if I feel the stress of the muscle. 

Yet, this incident would still never stop me from swimming. Who cares??!! Swimming is my blood now, my life. Why stop?   

I didn't realized that there was a bruise on my kneecap until my rowel rubbed against my knee and I felt a slight pain.

Thinking back, it should be my carelessness while playing a game of 'Catching' with some people, resulting to a fall after tagging on him.

Ouch... I never felt the pain for days till earlier. I guess andreline is still in me, since the 'game' is still fresh in my mind, especially the kid who saw us played the game.

His face, his body language... Nothing could be described from here. Full remorse for the kid but sadly, that was part of the rules of the game and I can't do anything about it.

My pain won't be as painful as his. Regretful...

Ever wonder what causes a dispute between two parties? Yet, after a course of conflicts, ever reflect on what had happened earlier and any solutions to solve them?

I've been through many conflicts, from friends to family members, but attending one wasn't my responsibility till recently. 

Being a spectator in the dispute, you often only see both sides arguing their rightness, their own opinions. Yet, they never knew that how much hurt it could create to the parties whom were innocent but involved.

A family dispute in front of your child is totally unacceptable for me. The trauma the child faced is hard to be erase. Why can't both parties talk it out nicely or perhaps, quarrel within your boundaries and not affecting the close ones around you?

Sometimes, some stuff are hard to explain or solvable. Yet, always think of the innocent parties around you and please spare a thought for them. Are you willing to bear the consequences of the result of each dispute? 

Think of the unexpected...

I met Ping Ding in Nanyang Polytechnic today to have a game of badminton and ping pong. The rest of Alum~9 could not make it due to various commitments. Supposingly, Mr. Walter was coming but at the thirteen hour, he told Ping Ding that he couldn't meet us. Nice try, Dude. You owe us a meal for next time.

As usual, badminton is one of my strengths. I made Ping Ding ran around the area, serving high aerial shots to her, causing her to miss the targets. Within an hour, she was tired and we changed to ping pong. Now, that's her strength sport and I was like.... don't mentioned it.

My serving sucked... my smacking also sucked... Worst!! Though I sucked throughout, the game went on and on until we realised we had spent 2 hours in ping pong continiously. It was a good game in terms of communication. Both of us were chatting non-stop for the entire session, as well as working on our wrists. At least, I improved at the end of the day. =]

During the chat, I've reflected on several things. One of it is the problems that I'm facing and from there, I've learnt that distance is a factor towards commitment. Inclusive with my negative thoughts, I guess letting nature take its cause would be a good idea for the time being. Also, I found out that I have an history of injuries, from top to toe that I maybe losing my fitness gradually. I've injuries on my ankles, kneecap, shoulders, neck, tailbone.... blah blah... and the list goes on and on. Gosh! I suck!!! Injury prone... Zzzz....

Training... I felt that I'm putting weight since I've stopped training after leaving the Academy. It was weekends soccer, sleep, swimming, sleep, then sleep for the weekdays and back to the routine again. No running, no weight-training etc. I felt my muscles are getting soggy. I need to start having gym sessions every week and I've come out with a perfect plan!!!

- Gym during my sleep off periods, which includes:
>>>> 2.4km run (at least) - 10.0km run (at most)
>>>> Upper body training - (shoulders, chest, back etc.)
>>>> ABS!!! (Damn.... my previous 4 pack has shifted to 1... Zzzzz...)

- Off days to rest; recover from fatigue

- Work like a cow, dog, dragon or horse. Whatever animal you can name of that is hardworking will do.

- Night shift day!! Sleep like a pig.... I need sleep, damn...

Yup! I guess, this would be the perfect plan... Gonna try from next monday onwards.

Jia you, Nic aka. 尼姑拉屎 =.=

All eyes were on me once I stepped into the packed room. As I glanced around, I saw faces, mostly whom I’m unfamiliar with, with their confused facial expressions, whereas some smile back to me.

As usual, there would be a familiar voice, orchestrating the mass, ensuring that everyone is using the right techniques to warm their instruments first before the practice begins. Every note from the piano that was pressed brought back fond memories of the past.

With the tune of “Heal the World” echoes the room, it seemed that the stress that you had gone through the day had suddenly vanished. Aches within the heart, soul and mind seemed to heal gradually. Problems that had been persisting had taken its rest for the next couple of hours. It was as if you are on ecstasy, where nothing is felt; no pain, no sorrows, just simply happiness and fun.

When break took place, you see different cliques around the room, discussing on various topics that never seemed to end. Laughter could be heard frequently as some tend to joke around with the rest, easing the tense atmosphere after a session of hard work.

At the end of the session, you looked at the time and you realise, time past by too fast and you hope that this session would last for longer. It may be too hard to take place but at least you have enjoyed yourself, not just alone but with so many people around you.

It seems that I’ve missed the room, the people, their voices, their lame craps. I missed V.E. and I’m glad that I was back for practice today. With “Heal the World” to be the main piece for learning, in addition to the entire strength of voices, putting the different parts of music of each section into harmony, it makes me feel relax and happy.

That’s when I really found the real me. Within me, these voices would never be replaced. These voices will be the ones that make me continue my passion towards singing. Of course, the place and the voices are the ones that brought me memories.

Nothing can be replaced V.E. as it is the only place, where I found my own freedom, my passion, and lastly, a second home that I could regard as.

Am I obvious or am I not? I mentioned a few hints but seemed that the storyplot I mentioned didn't ring a bell at all to the person.

I guess the problem really lies in me after thinking alot throughout the past few days, before and after my trip to Genting and Kuala Lumpur.

Regardless the outcome, I've decided to try, just like what Eugene and the rest had told me. However, things would change once action is taken. I guess I'm ready for the change that gonna revolve around me.

Like it or not, I think I am different. Less innocent, less empathy, less understanding towards person's thinking, or probably, a "Bo Chap" attitude. More changes will be taking place in next few months, especially when work comes first since its gonna start tomorrow.

Good luck to me, as well as the rest of the mates from R17, R18 and R19.

As for now.... I dont know... Nic just need to be loved.

沉重的感觉，带来着一鼓冲动，让我自己无法解释一切的所作所为。

口里说声放不下，但心里挂着另一翻话。表面装着支持你，脑袋却希望一切都根本不存在。

我到底在干嘛？想说又不想说，却怕说了也没有用。真想学会自我催眠，让真实不见。。。痛。。。终于这种感觉回来了。

勇气，我真的需要你。不然，一切也许会太迟了。或者，早就已经太晚了？难道几天和几年的了解，结局就是这样吗？