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sottovoce

I love flowers.
I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises.
I'm dainty and ambitious; really.
I nurse others.
There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.


only me



N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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reminders

- Dine at Tiffany Cafe & Restaurant at Furama
- Tree Top Walk at MacRitchie

my past

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credits

Blogskin done by 16thday with image from Taringa .




Friday, May 18, 2007

Rant.

You see, I kinda reserved like a few books last week from my school library. And lost count of how many books I'd actually reserved. When I finally received a notice that the reserved books are finally available for collection, I didn't think I would receive all of them at once. 4 thick, heavy books were stacked in front of me when I asked the librarian for them. I was like, what the hell. So I went home with a heavy bag.

Anyway, one of the books I reserved is Andrew Lloyd Webber's The Phantom of the Opera Companion. It contains the original screenplay. It's the movie version though not that different from the musical. All the scripts and songs and all the description of the movie are in there. I know, I know, haven't I had enough of Phantom of the Opera already? Well, I guess the answer to that is.. NO!!

Today I started reading the script, all the Christine's and Phantom's and all the other characters' lines. At the singing part, instead of just reading the lyrics, I turned on the music too. So it really brought me back to the musical and the movie. Came to the ending, that I started crying. My God! The Phantom's love for Christine is so damn strong and passionate! My heart bleeds for the Phantom. Like I said in 2004, when I first saw the movie, I'd rather be with the Phantom than Raoul. But that's just me. Imagine if Christine really went for the Phantom. The whole impact wouldn't be there.

On to another topic for today.

Today has been marked by me, and those who had witnessed my utter foolishness for doing what I did, namely Aisyah and Tini, as the Ultimate Embarrassing Day of my life. I canNOT believe I went to ask 4 guys to help me complete a survey. I actually wanted to ask only one of them, the one whom I USED (note: USED) to have a huge stupid crush on since Year 1 but since the other 3 were already there, why not, right? Wouldn't want them to feel left out.

After much persuasion from Ais and Tini, I actually got up from my seat and approached them, with Vani, who happened to have mysteriously disappeared from the Canteen after making the introduction. The humiliation was great, as great as Titanic. Those who don't know what happened, reading this, you'd be like "What's so embarrassing?" Well.. (suspense, suspense).. I'm not going to tell you. Hahah. I have to save what little face I have left that hasn't been burned already by the heat from my embarrassment.

I could have just glued my butt (which is smaller than his) to my seat and not give any attention to Aisyah's and Tini's persuasion, but nooooo, I had to grumble and mumble while I collect my stuff for the survey. And THEN, approach them. Gawd! The whole time I was asking them the questions I could feel my face getting hotter and hotter. So much so that I thought I looked as bloated as a tomato. But I guess I didn't. Actually his face was redder than mine. Not from embarrassment though. Hahah.

I was wishing someone could have slapped me and wake me up from the horrible, horrible nightmare. I was wishing a miracle would happen and blinding lights from above would shine on their eyes while I make an escape. They'll be wondering what had happened and promptly forgot all about me. I was wishing I was in a movie where I could rewind the tape and delete everything from the moment I stood up to approach them to the part where I thanked them for taking part in the survey.

On to another topic.

I've made my mind up yesterday that I might actually want to migrate overseas. Life in Singapore is too hard and too EXPENSIVE. The government actually wants to increase GST to, what?, 7% is it? Not that I follow every detail of the news. I just know that it's increasing. They're doing this because they want to increase the pay of the ministers. I'm like WHAT?? Seriously, aren't Singapore rich enough? When I say Singapore I don't mean the citizens. I meant the country, the government or whoever that keeps the money that they use to build state-of-the-art buildings, that they use to build the giant Ferris Wheel that costs like a few millions. And the Casino and Integrated Resort they're introducing. Where does all that money they use come from? Seeing that they are able to afford all these rubbish, don't you think Singapore's rich? But they're asking for more! Unbelieveable. Like this, how can they NOT expect their own citizens to move away from their own country?

In my own world,
10:57 PM