It has only been a week and I already missed PDT! Oh man, I'm so positive that when PDT is over, I will be so sad. My fellow squadmates will think I'm insane if they read this, but I realised I love PDT, can't bear the thought that we will end our sessions really soon.*sobs*. Drill was confusing, I wish we had PDT instead. That said, I'm still gonna work hard and do well for drill. Have confidence, Steph! Don't be afraid, don't panic. You'll do fine! :)

I really want to volunteer now! Anyone has any idea where I can contribute my services during the weekends, particularly Saturdays? I miss engaging with the youths I will meet, each time I turn up for Trybe sessions. I want to volunteer!!!

These days, it's draining me out. Yesterday, I could barely absorb anything when I sat in class. I wake up each morning, feeling exhausted, as though I've not slept. Sometimes, I feel like a robot, doing the same thing over and over again, that it has become a routine, in what they call 'muscle memory'. I hate cabbing to work. I need to walk on discipline! <--- my money's draining out cos' of cabbing!

Even so, I'm determined to stay strong. I'm looking forward to training tonight. It's drill lessons today, gonna be tiring, but I like my squad. The instructors are nice too. I'm still thankful for what I have. :)

Been too busy and lazy to upload photos and blog about them. So now, I'll do a mass upload. The saying goes.."A picture speaks more than a thousand words.". Let my many photos speak million words..:)

06A03 gathering @ JunWei's House

the girls.

scary peeps around me

pretty ladies (them, I meant)
I'm so thankful for this insane & weird Rachel for keeping me entertained at work everyday

Army Half-Marathon/Safra Bay Run (did 10km)

enjoying a spendid lunch, after the long and exhaustive run.

New Balance Real Run (10km again.)

finally, into civilisation, after walking more than 5km in 1 hour to reach a bus stop. *exhausted*

Hari Raya Visiting

gap's for Shida who tried to be funny by showing her face, in the digital cam.

Triple Ss once again!

Karaoke Session.:)

Hazirah can't stop singing. she's good at this.

at Suf's.

at Hanisah's.

at Sharina's.

the 4 'chosen' ones to attend senior batch's graduation.

Enjoy~

Reading people's blogs about how happy they are, the places they travel, and how much fun they have hanging out, makes me feel kinda empty. Feels like I've got no social life at all, busying myself with each and everything. Like I'm missing out on a lot...

Today was bad at first, with people cursing into the phone just cos' they're angry with my boss, with people calling to 'iron things out', and with people replying rudely.

Despite all these, I still feel blessed, because I know whatever happens, it's all planned for, by Him. I will become stronger after that. I'm very thankful for the VSC trainings, thankful that I got selected and for great squadmates and humourous yet caring instructors. I know I'm the lucky few who is pursuing exactly what I've always wanted and actually followed through with it. I'm so excited, can't wait to pass out. When that day comes, I can almost imagine how much I'll miss the people who had gone through the 9 months with me, and those who guided us throughout the whole journey. I'm extremely happy with what I have been provided with, and I will be satisfied with my lot.:)

Yay, my new blogskin. I can't resist. It's too pretty. I think I sound crazy in my introduction of myself. HAHAHA :D

I hate pms-ing (if that's what I'm going through right now)...Eve, I still blame you for causing all these to fall upon us, just because you were greedy and gullible enough to believe the serpent and cheated Adam after that. Grrr...

On a side note: No criticism is welcomed right now, regarding my opinion. I'm not in the mood. Better to keep quiet if you've nothing good to say. No arguments.

My mum's driving me crazy with her "watching Malay show?"-related comments!!! I can't even watch something in peace.

I HATE YOU! I WANT MY CHOCOLATE BACK!!!!!!

To my dearest Boss:

My dear, you're overseas today. You should be having fun and enjoying yourself instead of thinking about work. Don't worry yourself with work. You're driving me nuts. At the same time, I also feel xin tong for you. Put your work aside and have a well-deserved break....(would be good if you can don't contact us too. ;P)

My awaited photos!!! Enjoy~


Group 1: Herdawati, Sharifah, Steph

With My Putera.:)

I went to Taufik Batisah's FIKNATIC VOLUNTEER DAY, at Jamiyah Children's Home today. My main motive was to volunteer, especially since I've not had the chance to do so in awhile. Of course, Taufik's the bonus. Hee.:)
Taufik was really nice and friendly, not at all stuck up. In fact, he's just like any normal malay guy. Played games with the kids, serve them lunch and just hang around. They're so cute! Took photos with Taufik, upload when I get them from my fellow groupmates. I can't believe it! I actually shook his hand and sat beside him for a photo! Yeah, I felt so shy and I couldn't say a word. Fine, I'm sure I became a tomato. Berita Harian's chief editor was there too. She asked for my contact, supposedly wants to interview me, as I'm the only non-Muslim there. Great...I'm so gonna be famous. An eventful day. I'm satisfied, met my putera.:D

Usah Lepaskan (live!) - I can't stop smiling when Taufik was singing.:P:P:P

Certificate of appreciation, postcard & cupcake, presented to each and every one of the volunteer personally, by Taufik. SO SWEEEET~

The one thing I hate most is when people speak negatively about Singapore. Yeah, I'm the kind of patriotic irritant that will actually want to go on and on about how wrong all those comments are and how "you" should think properly before shooting your mouth off. Why do you think I spent the most of my secondary 3-4 days debating with my China classmates about whose country is better?

My new colleague just unknowingly stepped across the line. As much as I try to be nice (so she won't quit and my boss won't blame me for it. HAHA), I still feel like slapping her sometimes. "Steph is so mean and hypocritical", I know, especially when I smile even though I resent her comments. She's untactful, I guess, so I won't totally blame her. Comments are as follows:-

1) Do you think Singaporeans are friendly? "I don't think so...I have bad experiences before.."

2) I think the uniforms here are ugly (school). I always see all green..

3) I think the people here in Singapore is weird. They usually sleep until very late and sleep very early(i think she meant wee hours). Singaporeans are like bats.

I didn't post any question nor trap her into this conversation. I hope there's no more coming. She says it as if I'm not Singaporean. Steph has a limit to her tolerance of people who criticise our nation.

I miss my hockey gang, miss the weirdos, miss trybe, miss SDI gang (esp Uncle!), miss many many people. I want to hang out and talk to normal HUMAN BEINGS!

ARGHH!!!I HAVE AT LEAST 2 STRANDS OF WHITE HAIR!!!!ARGHH!!!

The Super Smart Steph withdrew money from ATM yesterday, before rushing for Taekwondo training. Guess what? I took my receipt, my card and walk off, WITHOUT THE MONEY!!! When I went back, I had a glimpse of the people whom I suspected took my money but I just let it go. I mean, I can't walk up to someone and accuse them of taking my money, without any proof. I felt the pinch, my hard-earned money. I called Suf to complain. Throughout the whole conversation, I was unknowingly going on, "Luckily, it was only 20 bucks.", "Luckily, I took my card.", "Luckily, I didn't lose my cheque (pay day)." Then it hit me. I'm lucky that something worse didn't happen and I can thank God for that. I'm unknowingly being optimistic. Haha. Nevertheless, I got scolded, of course, by my parents, for being so blur. Well, I hope the people who took my money were blessed and used them for something useful.:)

Happier things to talk about...

I got my Taekwondo Blackbelt certificate and my Safra Army Bay Run certificate. My timing was better than I expected. Yay!

My blood, tears, perspirations and life. :)

My proud achievement!

Dinners at Swensens on Sunday, to celebrate Fatin's belated belated belated birthday. I'm glad we finally got a chance to meet up. I miss those hockey times. Everyone's so busy with their own life now.

Happy Fatin, with her new slippers.:)

Received an sms from Mr Mangkuk this morning, who finally is not busy enough to let me know he's still alive. Haha. He felt bad for not replying my smses, lately. Now, I miss hockey peeps even more!

Thanks to my grandma's maid and my ADORABLE brother who put funny ideas into my mum's head, she can't stop bugging me about not getting Malay(more like Muslim) husband. Aish! I'm only 19, haven't even got a boyfriend and she's already thinking that far..grrrr..

So, for all you Malay(actually, Muslim) guys, sorry, no chance..(haha, so shameless!) and to the rest of my Malay friends, no, I'm not gonna convert, not now, not in the future, NEVER...

I wish my mum would get rid of her nonsensical worry..grrr

This is so upsetting! My mum told me that when she told my dad she was carrying a girl (Me!), he just kept quiet! To think he was still living in those old traditional thinking. I feel so unwanted now. BOO HOO HOO~!

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri~!

Since it's a special day for my Muslim friends, I've decided to blog about the NTUMS FOC that I helped out months ago. :)

It was a fabulous camp, much thoughts and efforts put in to ensure that everything runs smoothly and participants will benefit and enjoy themselves. It was a time for spiritual growth, for the Muslims, as well as me. A time to understand more about Islam and clarify any misconceptions. A time to meet new friends, interact and exchange views. It was a time when I was touched and overwhelmed by their hospitality, a time when I didn't feel awkward even though I was the only Chinese girl around, and a Non-Muslim at that. A time of fun, laughter and joy. A time for many first-times. A time when I truly enjoyed myself, despite being tired and out. Thank you, my friends, for the wonderful experience. :D

The Ad-hoc, who made this camp possible, spending sleepless nights just to perfect everything.:)

The SMs, being hard-working station masters. (*spot me!*)

Finally, the entire turnout for the camp.:)

Taufik Batisah is absolutely charming~! He looked like a putera (prince) in that costume he had on, for his final appearance in Sinar Lebaran. ;P