30th dec.. happy bday paveena! sorry can't celebrate w u today, but i'm sure you're w someone else anyway.. =) oh and happy bday too to my bro (29th) and my roomie (31st), if any of u happen to read this.. here i am, stuck in sch helping out with the worlds debate thingy.. funny though, the more work i receive (at least in such situations) the more satisfied i am (assuming i don't screw the whole thing up). at least i'm contributing something, and not just standing around obeying orders.. man some participants don't understand situations, they think the bus can reach ntu from orchard in like 15min, and someone tried to steal a whole mug of beer up the bus the other day. but the debates are real good, though i can't really catch the whole thing.. hey give me time ok? i still have much more to learn aft these 19yrs... whole event's really an eye-opener.
tmr's nye. it's been an amazing yr, basically. if you'd told me a yr ago that all these amazing things would occur to me this yr, i'd have laughed in disbelief. dunno if i have time to write another entry tmr, but in case i don't, here's wishing everyone a happy new year.. =)

happy day today! (1) heez won tickets in some contest organised by channelnewsasia, supposed to rewrite the ending of LOTR.. this's the 1st time my writing's gotten some form of recognition =) yep fine it may be crap, but at least it's somewhat hilarious, and laughter's an important thing today. (2) you won't believe the joy i derive from a eating a simple waffle with peanut butter.. love prima deli! (3) then came to hall to get something, and found out they were having a v entertaining xmas performance..

now do indulge me as i show off this little piece of nonsense =)
An Alternate Ending for the Lord of the Rings:

After Gollum falls into the pit, chaos ensues. With the destruction of such major evil, the balance of good and evil in the world collapses, much to the consternation of the Architect. In a flash of insight, the Architect decides to transfer them all to the present day where, as he reckons, there is an increasing shortage of good in the world. They end up in the USA. Bewildered, penniless and unable to operate Microsoft Office, they wander from place to place in search of suitable shelter and employment. Legolas is the first to find work, being tall of stature and fair of face. He signs a contract with Elite Models, and soon becomes the world's first male supermodel. He also does part-time work playing Dr Spock's lovely grandson. He wins every single archery tournamant organised from then on, being unparalled in the world AND immortal. Archery soon becomes a one-man sport, literally. Aragorn and Arwen, the inseparable pair, set up a restaurant selling "the World's Only Sword-Sliced Meat!!", displaying Aragorn's deftness and agility with the sword. The blade that once chopped off Sauron's hand is now used to slice turkey ham. Elrond would have a fit if he ever found out. The hobbits and Gimli are employed by the Lilliputian circus, but Gimli is soon dropped from the dwarf-tossing arena because, as quoted by the company spokesman, he is "too heavy". Gimli sues the circus successfully and returns to the stage. He becomes enamoured with Hollywood and its beauty; he visits every day to shake the hands of actresses and take photos with them. However one unfortunate day he finds out about plastic surgery and Botox. He realises that their beauty is not real and has a nervous breakdown, being so attached to beauty as dwarves often are. Finally, what of Gandalf the White? He becomes a tourist, travelling the world off the endless stream of money earned by Legolas. He could be anywhere now, perhaps gazing across the skyline from the top of the Eiffel Tower, or peeking into the dusty tombs in Egypt, or he could possibly be that elderly sunburnt Caucasian tourist in the ridiculous "Fine Singapore" T-shirt with his Konica slung around his neck, grinning at you from across his cuppa at Starbucks, a glimpse of his brilliant white hair visible from under his hat as you stroll past him on Orchard Road.

The End.

.. was at the a&e ward at ttsh on mon, to visit someone. thankfully, it apparently wasn't serious but they just wanted to make sure.. i rushed down that night with my bro, only to be told by the nurses there that only 1 visitor was allowed in. and so i spent anxious hours waiting outside 7-11 alone, mind running wild with endless scenarios playing out, and praying to every God i knew of to spare me of any more such pain and agony, to keep every single person i know now beside me for ever and ever. yes that is selfish and ridiculous of me, but right now i know of nothing else that i want more. there was a survey done recently, asking people how much of their life they would sacrifice to attain a particular beauty attribute. one man said he would sacrifice 45 years of his life for everything on the list. i would gladly give 45, or even more, years of mine in exchange for my loved ones' longevity. is that what love is about? selfishness? i would rather you suffer my departure than i yours. waiting at the a&e area really shoves mortality right in your face- there were ambulances coming in every 15min, and the wards inside were so full that there were patients in beds placed in the tentage outdoors. today's moral of the story? i don't know.. maybe if just for a while, for at least this minute or so, forget all your petty things and pray for all that you love or know, and for those that you don't too.

.. have decided that i am a member of the exclusive klutz's club, whose members have probably been too busy recuperating to make their presence known to outsiders. i've tripped and stumbled more times in these few months of uni than all my previous 19 years put together, and sustained magnificent souveniers of my futile attempts at sports. what can i say? some people are born to be competitive, play sports, swim and/or run endlessly etc etc. me? i prefer to sit still and hone my thoughts. i know i need to somehow induce a competitive streak in me to do well in life, but it all seems rather comfy right now.

.. have also been feeling listless these days. can't find work, been reading meself blind and there're only so many times a month you can bake deformed cookies before you choke up your family's arteries. christmas's coming too, in case you haven't noticed in spite of all the glaring sales ads and too-loud music screaming peace and harmony to your eardrums. presents? *nervous laughter* maybe i'll just give everyone a hug- it's free, and it lifts the spirit, so what's not to like? alright fine i may be a miserly bugger, but at least i'll be a sweet miserly bugger.

Not Ready Yet
by Eels

There's a world outside
And I know, 'cause I've heard talk
In my sweetest dream
I would go out for a walk

But I don't think I'm ready yet
Not feelin' up to it now
Just not that steady yet
And I don't need you telling me how

There's some happiness
If my stone face cracks again
Maybe some time sooner or later

But I don't think I'm ready yet
I'm not feelin' up to it now
Just not that steady yet
And I don't need you telling me how

So if I leave my room
Don't you tell me to lighten up
Maybe some time sooner or later

But I don't think I'm ready yet
Not feelin' up to it now
Just not that steady yet
I don't need you telling me how