!Saturday, July 28, 2007
Japan Hour (which is what I'm watching now) is quite amusing. The unearthly, primitive (ew) sounds they make when they're sampling some exotic Japanese food! And the way they talk really fast in Japanese.
Guy 1:" seshun ilikso nichiro meso haikin oia oga obitorira oomsedesdo pingaraelo dfnsdjlfnzjsdfng xdfg ncmfnclbf mnb gnbx.f, flfnbm.c x gn/n gmfgfc (blah blah blah) ... ooooooohhga!"
Guy 1 eats the tabiruto niesosusame ichibouriatessema nairotoahago (which I believe is just the long Japanese name for blowfish)
Guy 1: "mmmmm! ooooohhhhgaa! ooommmmm! woooaaaoohhhh!"
They are so cute, they can even make eating blowfish (which is supposed to be lethal) fun.These people keep me smiling (: Icky I can't stand my cutesy writing nowadays. But I can't help it! The way they smile makes me happy inside!
Anyway today we had the very last ISO meeting. One day I will miss those tedious hours spent poring over copious data, the draggy meetings in the freezing library, the annoying weather console and how we had to check it every week.... but that day is probably not going to be anytime soon.
And after that- lunch with NASA at Pepper Lunch at Taka, I went home early like I always do.
(P.S. Japan Hour is back on again! The way they cry and sigh over fresh fish at the market- it's like they are seeing shining visions from the stars above or something. I love that show).
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Japan Hour (which is what I'm watching now) is quite amusing. The unearthly, primitive (ew) sounds they make when they're sampling some exotic Japanese food! And the way they talk really fast in Japanese.
Guy 1:" seshun ilikso nichiro meso haikin oia oga obitorira oomsedesdo pingaraelo dfnsdjlfnzjsdfng xdfg ncmfnclbf mnb gnbx.f, flfnbm.c x gn/n gmfgfc (blah blah blah) ... ooooooohhga!"
Guy 1 eats the tabiruto niesosusame ichibouriatessema nairotoahago (which I believe is just the long Japanese name for blowfish)
Guy 1: "mmmmm! ooooohhhhgaa! ooommmmm! woooaaaoohhhh!"
They are so cute, they can even make eating blowfish (which is supposed to be lethal) fun.
Anyway today we had the very last ISO meeting. One day I will miss those tedious hours spent poring over copious data, the draggy meetings in the freezing library, the annoying weather console and how we had to check it every week.... but that day is probably not going to be anytime soon.
And after that- lunch with NASA at Pepper Lunch at Taka, I went home early like I always do.
(P.S. Japan Hour is back on again! The way they cry and sigh over fresh fish at the market- it's like they are seeing shining visions from the stars above or something. I love that show).
!Sunday, July 22, 2007
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B.O.B.
I didn't really enjoy it much but the acs barker band was good.
And I can't believe I forgot to bring my camera to Ballet Under The Stars!
stinky nat. ):
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B.O.B.
I didn't really enjoy it much but the acs barker band was good.
And I can't believe I forgot to bring my camera to Ballet Under The Stars!
stinky nat. ):
!Saturday, July 14, 2007
172
Fitness woes.
I tried, I swear!
Yesterday I finally heaved my lazy ass off the computer chair, uncovered my rotting running shoes and took a jog around my condo area. Of course the last time I've ever been so crazy to do this (and actually do it on a regular basis) was six months ago.
If this was a good day six months ago (i.e. bright shiny sun, chirpy singing birds, no exhaust fumes and random joggers cheering you on) I could have covered a reasonable, decent distance before my legs give out, I see a glowing light and I think I'm going to heaven. Now I can only make it to half that reasonable, decent distance. Which makes me unreasonable and indecent. Great.
Well, come to think about it, I could have covered the whole path-that is, if I was strapped on a wheelchair hallucinating and spasming with a glucose drip and those weird electric shock paddles.
I need to do something about my personal fitness! Or I stand at a high risk of dying of a heart attack before I turn 15. And I probably consume so much peanut butter that I'll have a Skippy mascot dancing in my funeral.
EEEEP.
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Fitness woes.
I tried, I swear!
Yesterday I finally heaved my lazy ass off the computer chair, uncovered my rotting running shoes and took a jog around my condo area. Of course the last time I've ever been so crazy to do this (and actually do it on a regular basis) was six months ago.
If this was a good day six months ago (i.e. bright shiny sun, chirpy singing birds, no exhaust fumes and random joggers cheering you on) I could have covered a reasonable, decent distance before my legs give out, I see a glowing light and I think I'm going to heaven. Now I can only make it to half that reasonable, decent distance. Which makes me unreasonable and indecent. Great.
Well, come to think about it, I could have covered the whole path-that is, if I was strapped on a wheelchair hallucinating and spasming with a glucose drip and those weird electric shock paddles.
I need to do something about my personal fitness! Or I stand at a high risk of dying of a heart attack before I turn 15. And I probably consume so much peanut butter that I'll have a Skippy mascot dancing in my funeral.
EEEEP.
!Wednesday, July 11, 2007
171
You know you're going to fail your "O" oral exam, and thus destroy your future because:
1. You laugh when you stumble over some incomprehensible chinese word.
2. The examiners look like twin bulldogs. And that's when they're smiling.
3. You accidentally confuse the chinese word for 'violent' with the chinese word for 'sexual' and you say it out loud.
4. You jumble up random words to form four chinese characters that sound reasonably like an ancient confucian proverb, and you say it like you mean it.
5. You stick out your tongue seven times in all across the whole passage.
6. Your eyebrows seem to have taken a life of their own. They go up and down and then they fall off your face and dance across the table and do a tango on the examiner's lap.
7. You freak out. In English.
8. YOUR NAME IS NATALIE WONG SING YEE.
Ok that's it. I'm going to clown school.
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You know you're going to fail your "O" oral exam, and thus destroy your future because:
1. You laugh when you stumble over some incomprehensible chinese word.
2. The examiners look like twin bulldogs. And that's when they're smiling.
3. You accidentally confuse the chinese word for 'violent' with the chinese word for 'sexual' and you say it out loud.
4. You jumble up random words to form four chinese characters that sound reasonably like an ancient confucian proverb, and you say it like you mean it.
5. You stick out your tongue seven times in all across the whole passage.
6. Your eyebrows seem to have taken a life of their own. They go up and down and then they fall off your face and dance across the table and do a tango on the examiner's lap.
7. You freak out. In English.
8. YOUR NAME IS NATALIE WONG SING YEE.
Ok that's it. I'm going to clown school.
!Sunday, July 01, 2007
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Large!
Hello!
I haven't updated for so long. Thanks to the fact that I still haven't kicked the horrible habit of procastination (gosh I sound like I'm doing drugs) I have major loads of undone homework that I have to finish by tuesday so this youth holiday was basically a stagnant week.
So much for celebrating youth and vitality, I swear I'm getting wrinkles from doing math homework already.
sin, cos, tan? Can someone please illustrate to me since when did they decide to use Singaporean sirnames for trigonometogery (sp?)
Anyway yesterday was spent at Holland V with liz and tricia (happy birthday to them both, whenever it is). I miss them loads! The money-borrowing (haha), gossip, wacking each other. I miss last year ):
I think I'm going to fail my bio test. But I'm not going to think about that now, because I have this theory that thinking of bad stuff gives you wrinkles. That's why old people are pessimistic and can predict the weather.
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Large!
Hello!
I haven't updated for so long. Thanks to the fact that I still haven't kicked the horrible habit of procastination (gosh I sound like I'm doing drugs) I have major loads of undone homework that I have to finish by tuesday so this youth holiday was basically a stagnant week.
So much for celebrating youth and vitality, I swear I'm getting wrinkles from doing math homework already.
sin, cos, tan? Can someone please illustrate to me since when did they decide to use Singaporean sirnames for trigonometogery (sp?)
Anyway yesterday was spent at Holland V with liz and tricia (happy birthday to them both, whenever it is). I miss them loads! The money-borrowing (haha), gossip, wacking each other. I miss last year ):
I think I'm going to fail my bio test. But I'm not going to think about that now, because I have this theory that thinking of bad stuff gives you wrinkles. That's why old people are pessimistic and can predict the weather.
No prizes for guessing what book this is!
Ok its 8 pm, time for Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban so see you!