my dad popped into my room to show me THIS:

looks pretty normal right? then...


































guess what this is??

MY OWN ABALONE-CAN-RADIO!!!

lol~!

we love mr. autoclave!

whee!!

'God is blessing me now! God is blessing me now!' (sing to the tune of 'Happy Birthday')

yosh!!!

YOSH YOSH YOSH!!!!

i'm out of proportionately and positively exhilarated because...

MY POSTER IS DONE AND IT IS TEH PRETTY-NESS!!!!!11!!!!ONE!!

/faints from exhaustion

and my microarray slides look whopping fantastic. how can this be???? alvin and i were so clumsy with it and it was our first and last try!!

thank you, God!!!! it's incredible how you gave the 2 of us a crazy ass year only to show that we are such weak beings, and you can pull us through no matter what. i pray i never forget your TONS AND TONS of blessing.

wah, i wanna cry already. everything is proceeding so smoothly now, it's butter.

wah, fail can???

you have to go to roflcat.com!!

here's what i found:
























and my favourite of ALL -

which destination will it be?

i need suggestions.

ok should i...

1. go to phuket in june (cheap)

2. go to new zealand in june/july (it'll be winter!)

3. save up and go to prague in december (it'll be winter!)


*grumble*

i'm just concerned about the group size - is anyone interested?

tiramisutra

can't wait, can't wait...

my mom's cake from tiramisutra is coming in about an hour!!

if you're interested, you can order from www.tiramisutra.com

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anticipation...










hunger...










ok now, who gets the last piece?























ahhh... the good taste of kahlua... can't stand tiramisu that use rum. yucks!

it ends tonight, it ends tonight...

yeah, i wish.

but yes, my honours year is ending. hurrah!!!!

although there is this incredible sense of elation as i am working on my thesis...

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i'm so going to bind it and show ALL OF YOU, MY FRIENDS!! coz it's gonna look damn pro - and you all un-sciencey people are going to think it's so nerdy and intimidating and impressive... unlike my examiners, hahaha.

i'm sure i will need healing and counselling after it goes through my examiners, *sigh*

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... i'm really sad at the same time, because after this week, my fantastic lab environment is fast disappearing into thin air.

nooooooooooooooo!!!

as i am typing out my acknowledgements, i keep smiling to myself, coz binbin is right (for once) - one day, i will look back, and laugh at my incredibly stressful honours year, but only because i knew i was working with an incredible group of people.


so, this is my unofficial acknowledgements page of lurve.


mama geok - the mother hen of the lab, taking us in hand, scolding KC everytime when he says 'aiyah, not my money anyway!!', and sayang-ing us when experiments bomb. also the budget supervisor. much love!!! <3

mr rama provides the Rama-Strength. he's like, what, older than my dad??? and bloody strong can??!?!?! everytime he tightens something, it takes 3 boys to do it. so far, alvin and hanbin have upped their level to 2 because they managed to open something. but mr rama is at like, level 100 or something.

it's so unsettling because he's looks really unassuming with his plastic specs and reads newspapers with his cuppa. where the heck does he work out???

maybe he bench-presses his wife.

i will laugh when i remember angeline (honours), the overstressed girl that bleats like a goat when her experiments go awry/made a mis-calculation and made rubbish a really expensive chemical/she just felt like bleating.

she is so funny. and crazy.

then i will also laugh at Hon (honours) because he's such a holy boy (he reminds me of david tan. it's his voice and mannerisms... uncanny!!) and yet i've seen him flash his undies at me TOO MANY TIMES.

GAHHH!!! MY EYES!!!!!11!!!!

and he has yet to pee into his massive culture flask of malaria. we'll see if apoptosis (cell death) occurs.

and of course, there's KC (honours) who makes it so easy for us to flare up at him when he made angeline cry/broke the pH meter and centrifuge cap and inconvenienced ALL OF US because we had to troop to level 3 to do our work/made the lab bench an absolute mess/flooded the autoclave machine... my goodness, the list is endless. -_-"'

but somehow, sometimes he just makes me laugh because his antics are so extreme and makes no sense. it also makes no sense how i'm just not mad at him!

oh yes, and he's like, the first-class honours student that has no lab etiquette whatsoever. but i forgive him because he's treating us to rice table. :p

and yes... *drumroll*...

BINBIN!!!

the gaylord!!!

i've finally said it on my blog HAHAHAHAHAHA. your reputation is ruined.

thanks for allowing me to make sooooo many jibes at your being a pansy, but no thanks to you turning all ah gua and calling alvin your boyfriend (i can hear alvin's anguished 'nooooo' right now).

and no thanks! for flicking my forehead and calling me the deathstar!! *throttles your neck*

and laughing at me when i almost used the wrong side of the parafilm!!! not funny!!!

oh his name is actually hanbin and he's the useless masters student who is learning the ropes from alvin and i instead of the other way around.

useless!!

but it's been fun taking jibes at your non-existent love life and calling you 'BINBIN!!' in front of your students (he is a teaching assistant in our practical module) was a PLUS.

ok, no more thanks.

now for apologies.

i'm really sorry, my dearest lab partner alvin (simon, theodore! i'm sorry, i had to sing it; it makes me laugh), for being such an outright bitch sometimes, especially through our late nights, not realizing you're just as tired as i am and making you do all the work as i nap in the room. you covered me up in your sleeping bag too!!

T_T

and sorry for making you work even though the past few days you were down with a very bad case of the cold (not flu right? coz you didn't have a fever). serves me right for having caught the bug from you.

i'm also sorry for the frequent accusing look of 'why didn't you start earlier' and the occasional ranting at you, and my 'give-up' attitude all the time.

sigh. thanks for holding me up and pulling me through. *huggle*

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all this, summarized professionally into one page, looks like this:

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

I would first like to express my heartfelt gratitude to my supervisor, Dr Kevin Tan, in giving me direction, opportunities and for his generous patience with me in support of my project. Without him, the project would not have come to fruition.

Next, I would like to say thanks to the lab officers, Mdm Geok Choo and Mr Rama, because without them, it would not have been possible to sustain and complete this investigation.

And of course, utmost thanks to Alvin, Han Bin, Yin Jing, Angeline, Jun Hong and Kee Chung for providing laughter and joy throughout my research.

And last but not least, thanks to my family and friends as well!

this is madness...

due to the extreme stress and results that fail over and over, i've taken to saying: 'this is madness!!' at times.

i always get a reply:

'THIS... IS... SPARTA!!!!!'

*kick*

sigh, the guys from my lab are retarded.

ah, but it's quite funny too la. then we start talking about how our poster examiners will come around, look at our extremely bare posters (coz no results) and proclaim: 'this is madness!!'

and then we will correspondingly respond, teeheehee.

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oh, oh, oh.

let me tell you about this guy from my lab. i frequently shoot him with words and he will just shoot me back for fun, and sometimes, he'll just say something that makes no sense at all when he's losing the argument.

him: eh clean up the bench when you're done, or else prof will scold me again tomorrow morning.

me: eh, i will clean one lor.

him: well, just reminding you.

me: eh please, i'm not the one who messes up the area. i will clean up because it's my nature and habit.

him: *snorts* wah, what you trying to say?

me: you're the untidy one who messes up this place all the time! ask me to clean up somemore!! grr.

him: ... AT LEAST I'M NOT SHORT.

??!?!?!??!!?!?!!111!!?!

40 feet beneath my feet

i was musing for a bit yesterday, how i've never even had a week's break (or holiday) since june last year, and how i'm totally burning out -

by december my tires started to whine; by february my rubbers gave way; in march the tires have completely torn off and i'm a car running (or clanging along the road) on its rims.

i can't imagine how i can even shift to fifth gear by next week.

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on the other hand, it's been fun planning a grad trip. but oh so many concerns!!

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i have found my new happy place!!!

SUSHI TEI~!! but i will only go there when i have like, tons of cash because

1) it's a little pricey
2) i kinda want to eat everything there.

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i need to complete a lab report, so cheerios for now! do pray for me please; i will need loads of it.

oh yes, and i am sick because of my dear lab partner that has been sneezing ALL OVER THE LAB.

sibeh disgusting!!!

(but i still need your help please don't abandon me *halpcat face*)

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oh have u guys met halpcat?

it's very useful, and pretty much the mascot for some honours students now (like yours truly):

i want my bananas!!

was travelling to school this morning, taking the train as usual.

there was no seat, so i stood and watched the east-side scenery whizz past.

but just before the train reached kallang station, my -__- face became o_O!!!

'oh my goodness me DID I JUST SEE A MONKEY LOPE ACROSS THE FIELD IN THE HDB AREA??!!?!?!'

it was just such a weird sight in the morning.

map of the problematique

wah lau eh!!!

tips to the urops/honours student:

1. your lab must supply you with a post-doc (who is competent and can teach you the ropes)
2. do not do collaborations with institutes so far away it seems like mars

rna isolation is not easy lor! if it was, why do u think i wasted 2 freaking months of work?

GAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh

straight as an arrow

i've been wanting to try those silver skoda cabs for the longest time. but everytime i either miss it or i don't need it.

well, well, today was the day. :D

hopped on the cab and eagerly told my lab partner how much i'd been wanting to try these silver cabs. then we chatted a little about the difference in their flag-down rates ($2.80)... and zoned out soon after.

well, he was zoning out, but i sure wasn't. i was totally enjoying the power of the car, how fast the scenery sped by with nary a sound, the only noise coming from the radio. and it wasn't noise! it was 91.3 playing good music!

i had SUCH a good ride. as i mentioned to alvin (my lab mate): 'it's like sitting in a friend's car.'

he: 'oh, not so rickety?'

precisely!!

everytime the driver picked up speed my heart raced. and it wasn't one of my usual *PANIC* modes that i give the people who very kindly give me a lift (i'd better insert a disclaimer first) when they drive too fast.

i've always known why. i freak when i can feel that you're a driver not confident enough to hit 120kmph, or if your car is over-stretching its limit.

i could feel the smooth purring of the skoda's engine. the driver was hitting the roads at high speed, but i just closed my eyes and relaxed.

i relaxed ok!! at like, 140kmph i'm normally wide eyed, if not panicking already. the driver and the car had my trust - hence, great ride.

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in the cab i started to think of everyone who's given me a ride before, other than the usual suspects.

and only ONE person stands out, because when he drives, i don't start finding myself fixing my eyes on the road, ready to yank the steering wheel anytime (and this comes from someone who can't even drive.)

the only hint: he made it from my home to NUS in 15min before. AT PEAK HOUR.

nuts! but the speed is really addictive.

i remember when my dad still had his Volkswagen. it was such a sexy shade of purple. my dad and i adored our German/European cars, so having the Volks allowed us to push its limit and see what it can do.

thing about my dad is that he loves speeding, but he is so safe at the same time. my dad handled his cars so well, that i guess growing up in his driving style/etiquette, i tend to have a really high benchmark for the drivers around me.

especially guys who send me home. *hint*hint*

DISCLAIMER ALERT: THIS DOES NOT MEAN I HATE RIDES AND THAT YOUR DRIVING SUCKS. I LOVE FREE RIDES TO WHEREVER I AM GOING AND IF YOU GIVE ME FREE RIDES I WILL LUB YOU MUCH MUCH. THANK YOU.

i hate wow.

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i will never EVER have another boyfriend that plays this. by God's grace, i will find him.

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(30 min later)

i was reminded of what Yoda said:

'Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering.'

wise chap.

now that i've found someone, i'm feeling more alone, than i ever have before

the late night does things to me.

i'm sitting here... and on a whim, on a break from work, i decided to poke around some blogs.

*poke*poke*poke*

oh crap...!!

*STAB*

/bleed

all that i can see is you and us

i got home before nightfall today (a miracle indeed).

but i'm still up at this unearthly hour. i don't know it's because i can't sleep? i'm hungry? or i have this insatiable urge to go tappity-tap on my keyboard.

i do think after about 8 months straight of lab work, i am seriously rejecting benchwork and really enjoying the thought of starting my thesis!

...

if only i knew what to write. i just want to start writing, dang it!

ugh, my stomach feels as if it's gnawing itself raw.

oh baby don't you know i suffer?

i cannot, cannot, CANNOT stand covers.

it really makes me cringe... but The Dance Floor is so full of it!! the covers of each song used for the dances grate at my nerves so bad, i think i will stop watching it altogether.

no matter how good the dancing, if the song sucks, it's a no-go.

BLEH!!!!

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on the other hand, my blog titles are making me wanna start that 'first line of the song' meme again. *itchy fingers*

i'm sleeping in my bed... with your silhouette.

ah crap. this is not good:

MSDS data for "trizol":

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Health Hazards Data
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LD50 LC50 Mixture: ORAL LD50(RAT): 317 MG/KG
Route Of Entry Inds - Inhalation: YES
Skin: YES
Ingestion: YES
Carcinogenicity Inds - NTP: NO
IARC: NO
OSHA: NO

Effects of Exposure: DEATH HAS BEEN REPORTED TO OCCUR W/IN 10 MINS AFTER SKIN CONTACT. MAY BE FATAL IF ABSORBED THROUGH THE SKIN, INHALED/SWALLOWED. CAUSES SEVERE BURNS TO SKIN, EYES, NOSE, THROAT, LUNGS/STOMACH. AREAS MAY BECOME DEEPLY ERODED & SCARRED. MAY DAMAGE CNS, KIDNEYS, LIVER, PANCREAS. (SEE SUPP)

Explanation Of Carcinogenicity: NONE

Signs And Symptions Of Overexposure: CHEMICAL BURN, WATER/BLURRING OF THE EYES, CONGESTION OF THE LUNGS/LIVER/KIDNEY/SPLEEN. IRRITATION, SWEATING, HEADACHE, THIRST, NAUSEA, ABDOMINAL PAIN, DIARRHEA, CYANOSIS, TWITCHING, TREMORS, CONVULSIONS, COMA

Medical Cond Aggravated By Exposure: CONVULSIVE DISORDERS & ABNORMALITITES
OF THE SKIN, RESPIRATORY TRACT, KIDNEYS, LIVER & SPLEEN.
First Aid: THERE IS NO KNOWN ANTIDOTE. TREAT SYMPTOMATICALLY. INHALATION:
REMOVE TO FRESH AIR. GIVE CPR IF BREATHING HAS STOPPED. EYES/SKIN:
IMMEDIATELY FLUSH THOROUGHLY W/LARGE AMOUNTS OF WATER FOR 15 MINS. INGESTION: DON'T INDUCE VOMITING. GIVE EGGS, MILK/LARGE AMOUNTS OF WATER. OBTAIN MEDICAL ATTENTION IN ALL CASES.

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thing is, i've been working with trizol for awhile already... and i was supposed to use the fume hood (so i don't inhale the vapours) but i didn't, because i was plain lazy.

and i thought when my vision blurred i was just tired. eep.

the hazards of research... :(

omg, i'm so totally rotfl, i'm roffles my waffles already.

check this out:



















HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

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disclaimer: magnets stolen from Real Life Preacher!

grace marks your heart

i have a passion for infectious diseases.

no, i'm not some sick person that can't wait to get infected... but i realize that the modules i enjoy the most are:

microbiology
infectious diseases
immunology

they are so relevant now!! and so much less dry than studying lifestyle diseases.

right now, i'm getting a kick from whacking my medical microbiology report on avian influenza.

XD

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thank you Lord, for giving me a place in NUS to do life sciences when i only had straight Cs... it was impossible to me, but a chance to show me the extent of your love, and to help me understand you are truly a God of miracles.

i still cannot understand how i got into NUS with those grades, but as my studies are ending, i just want to say thank you for sending me a 4 year present. and i got into honours! are you proud of me? :D

<3

no. friggin. way!

i love stripey cats. because they remind me of a tiger's coat's pattern.

i also love ginger cats. because they look like mini tigers, being orangey all over.

and now, i love TOYGERS.

these, are toygers:





























no way man... they are how adorable???

argh argh argh *breaks out in hives*

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btw, they ARE an official breed. hahahahahahaha... 'toygers'! hahahahaha.

i'm here with you at midnight

i can feel a change in my life.

i don't know what's caused it, but... God is blessing me right now, i'm sure.

it's odd; i've never been so open to my family before.

i've just had a heart to heart with my mum on friday, and now, with adrean.

it's really nice, and kind of unreal? the last time i had a good talk with adrean was when he was in secondary and i was in jc, and sharing the master bedroom (which had airconditioning) of the clementi flat.

i can still see myself on the bed, and him curled up on his mattress next to the bed... talking about everything and anything until he fell asleep (he will always nod off first).

i'm sure he recalls the times i'd roll off the bed on purpose to squash him too.

booyah!!

the fallen are the virtuous among us!

oh, in case u were wondering, my titles seldom make sense. i normally just pick out a line or two from the song i was previously listening to, which made me go, 'ooh, that line was cool.'

then i cut n paste. voila!

if you are interested, you can google the line and see what song i was listening to. only if you have lots of time and don't have a thesis to complete. i mean, start.

i have only 2 weeks!

*panics and turns into a headless chicken*

"squawk!!"

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on the bright side, i'm graduating!! hallelujah!

which means all the long hours spent on my project... will be converted to... money!!!!

a salary!!!

lots of clothes!!!

oh ok, sans excitement, i'd better keep a tight rein on myself for shopping. geez, i really shop out of my limit sometimes. bleh.

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you there. if you are reading my blog and think that whatever i say here encompasses my entire nature...

you are very silly.

(i like the word silly. it's a nicer way of putting 'stupid' across. XD)

you need to KNOW ME! reading my blog doesn't mean u know me! knowing me = you have actually spent more than 6 months talking to me. in person.

this website is meant as an engine to update my pals. it's meant as a complement to understand my psyche and why i do the things i do. so... ok i lost my point. my thoughts are running amok.

but you're just silly if you think this whole blog thing is me. so there! pffft.

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i think i'm a little hyper on caffeine. had dinner with the girls; had to leave early so i could continue my work.

as i've already mentioned... 2 weeks to write a 80+ page thesis! *cringe*dies*deflates*freaks out*

but i always love meeting the girls coz they make me laugh. our antics are hilarious. we laughed so loudly at toast box...

digress: wah the thick toast is very good la. try the peanut butter one. super fattening. YUM.

and at din tai fung. i think the standard dropped. and the menu was so limited!! *frown*

there is a need to find the next happy place. we've moved from morton's bar to din tai fung to kuishinbo... what's next?

this is an empty funeral

I am the only one to blame for this

Somehow it all ends up the same

Soaring on the wings of selfish pride

I flew too high and like Icarus I collide

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i love this song, but then again who doesn't? (if you don't know it, you don't love it.)

oh, no worries, i'm not about to get emo here. i'm just feeling blessed for a great community and a great God, that's all.

this is what makes my life complete. a great walk with Him, with my little leaps of faith alongside.

300 ghostriders

ghostrider is so bad, it's like having cheese thrown in your face.

on the other hand, 300 is so good, it's like having 'seh' thrown in your face.

seh! seh! seh!! ('this is sparta!')

roarrrr!!!

sometimes... i can't stand myself

aiyoh why am i so emo?

this sucks. well, i made a decision so i guess after all the mood swings i've been having, i just need to

SUCK IT UP AND DEAL WITH IT.

yes. no more being depressed, or frustrated in thinking too much. this is over, so well, just forget it.

ah, i feel better now. *exhales*

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yay, my jc best friend has just returned! and he's my back up plan, teehee.

over, and over.

it's been three times over, but not once conclusive.

there is finally closure today; i can slowly, but surely close one bittersweet chapter which lasted 7 years. (and when it began, i complained 7 years would take too long. how very ironic.)

i feel a little lost right now. finally letting go is like i'm creating a crevice inside me. a shallow one, but it's still a crack.

nevertheless, i know i'm not really losing anything. choices like seasons, just change inevitably... and i am but a little melancholic.

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dammit, i'm not going to get married by 26 now.

gingy, monkey

pushed through the gates of my place, and i saw a cat, a little one with really white paws, sitting upright and staring straight at me.

i walked over slowly... coz, well, i really love cats, and i kinda wanna play with it; don't wanna scare it away right?

i didn't recognise it at first, until i walked close enough to see more than shadows and white paws.

it was GINGY! the kitten i found drenched and mewing outside my place... and had a burnt tail. i brought it home, intending to keep her, but it was just like my primary/secondary school/jc days - my mom said no.

so i left her outside my neighbours' place. they were cat lovers, and i was hoping they'd take Gingy in. and of course, my neighbours took her in. i was so relieved and overjoyed the day i saw her winding in and out of my neighbours' grilles... but when i reached out my hand, she freaked and ran away.

extremely sadded.

oh, she's called Gingy because, well, she has ginger patches. Gingy's so pretty now... her patches were stripey when she was little, but now they are solid ginger. i knew she was gonna be twitchy and paranoid, so i walked close enough to stretch my hand out... then waited patiently (for her to come closer).

curiosity, well, made the cat sniff my hand. which of course began to sayang her; my goodness her fur coat is so silky!! wah, when she bit me for fun, i didn't even mind, even though the third bite left my hand a little numb.

HER PAWS ARE DAMN SOFT. T_T

coz she kept swatting at my hands; i'd rub the side of her neck, then she'd take a playful nibble and paw my hand at the same time to try and stop my hand from moving.

argh, she's so manja~ i cannot take it~

i sat downstairs and played with her for an hour. i really want a cat. *pout*

after awhile, the owner came along with Oscar the golden retriever (they take walks at night). he pounced on me!!! then sat at my feet when i was talking to the owner.

wah lau, but he's damn heavy la. but i forgive him for his pretty eyes.

and Gingy's name is Monkey! well, she is a little psychotic and hyper... one moment chasing invisible things in the night, the next moment squirming on the road or against the cement ledge. haha, crazy kitten.

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oh, teddy, the original cat fur, had disappeared for a very long time. the owner is pretty sure that he's died, most likely a hit and run. *sigh*












i miss seeing him sit at his usual spot, tanning away. :(

he won! he won! he won!!!

alvin won the 300 movie premiere tickets from mrbrown.com!!!

yippee for him!! XD

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*sigh*

the concert virgin.

i was rolling around on my mum's bed, watching her flip the channels while we were doing our girlie thing (gossiping about an old neighbour *cackle*)...

when she flipped the channel to MTV mandarin.

i stared at the screen for a split second - AND SQUEALED.

FRANZ FERDINAND, LIVE!!!!!

they were already halfway through Michael (grrr i love that song grr!!!) so i was torn between running outside to switch on the plasma, or stay in the room to rock out in front of my mom (which would've been extremely embarrassing and definitely would've warranted a 'you siow ah!')

i was practically standing near the door and jerking towards either direction while i weighed the pros and cons.

so in the end i missed half of Michael and watched the rest of the live showcase on the plasma.

i went absolutely NUTS.















i think i was sitting in front of the tv looking positively like the cheshire. i actually stood up and danced around a little when they started 'Do You Want To', and mouthing 'you lucky, lucky, you're so luckyyy~!!' at each jump.

they were performing at edinburgh and the crowd was fantastic! they soooooo sang along to the entire bit for 'Take Me Out', even for the guitar bit.

i think if i'd gone for the concert i'd be screaming to it too. i'm sucha fan.

alex: 'come on...'
crowd: 'TAKE ME OUT!'















by the time the 30min showcase was over, i'd worked up a fine film on perspiration all over my face. especially my nose, haha.

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i've never gone for a single concert before, can you believe it? well, actually i do remember i went for Rockapella... but it was so tame.

i need to go for a full blown rock concert. i'd sweat like a pig, but i do think i'd love it.