you know what's wrong with this world?

there are too damn many Cristina Yangs all around.
the epitome of an ideal perfectionist, the ultimate bossy bitch, and yes the excellent suck-up queen. they care so much about themselves, and the world revolves around them entirely.
like seriously, every damn mistake to them is like the sky falling down upon us.
its crazy living in a society like that.
the competitiveness and pace is ALWAYS overwhelming (note: i do NOT use sometimes).

but heck, Sandra Oh who plays the overbearing kiss-ass Cristina Yang is an excellent actress. Well-deserved nominations for both her and Chandra Wilson who plays Dr Bailey.

Sunday's service was really good, and i really like my groupmates. We shared alot of feelings regarding the 40 Day Programme, and I felt that I can be extremely honest with them. You know, some people, they just let you in, no strings attached, no barriers formed, just really nice and genuine people. We talked and ate together, and I felt that i benefited greatly from the experience of just that one session. This experience with God? I feel it. It's indescribable, but I feel the connection. It has always been there for me to latch onto, I just had to find it within myself. It's amazing, really. It reminds me that no one's ever alone in this harsh world we live and breathe in.

i swear i've never walked so much in my entire life.

and i think my bio clock's really screwed up. it's been very long since i stayed up this late, or should i say early, just slacking or rubbishing my life away. I don't have a reason, which is queer, because i'm usually quite a 12am sleeper. it's time to adjust.

oh, anyway, stephen and i headed to the BOTANICAL GARDENS today.
it was quite impromptu and unexpected la actually.
we were on the bus heading to town, and then we saw the re-opened BG, so we decided to just pop in and take a look. I don't remember the last time i went there though, must have been years. There are restaurants and shops, and it definitely looks better now. The swans and ducks are still there though, and it made me miss NZ so so so much.

I miss their lush greenery,
I miss the smell of fresh air every morning when I wake up,
I miss the fact that I have to use a radiator everyday,
I miss the seagulls which chomped on my beef pies,
I miss watching their huge sparrows (and i mean HUGE) chirping and feeding on scraps along the sidewalk,
I miss watching and feeding the ducks which waddle beside the pier,
I miss going into Day & Night for food whenever the hunger pangs hit me in the middle of the night,
I miss having to scrutinise the map for directions to our next destination,
I miss lookin for an eatery after 5pm,
I miss the fact that almost every boutique except souvenir shops close at 5pm,
I miss the moment when we stepped into the Pacific Ocean when we stopped along the beach,
I miss dipping my fingers into their crystal-clear streams and feeling the sudden coldness of the water seep into my skin,
I miss staring out into space, taking in the sights and sounds,
I miss lugging our baggages to our next accommodation,
I miss leaning back and staring up into the star-filled sky,
I miss getting fresh fruits and honey from their orchards,
I miss picking walnuts from the tree and saying hi to their two-headed pigs on their farms,
I miss the fact that every place we explore, we always find something new, a plant or flower or even a shrub, like the crappy thorny purple-flowered plant which is used to collect honey from,
I miss tandem paragliding over queenstown with my ultra-hunky instructor talking to me about everything under the sun,
I miss the Kiwis' awesome and gracious hospitality, and the fact that they stop at next to nothing to help us in every possible way,
I miss plunging with my eyes closed down towards a stream with a bungee-cord strapped around my feet,
I miss the small plane which had a banner "Happy Valentine's Day!" attached to its tailend and was making its rounds around queenstown that very day,
I miss drooling over pictures of Legolas and Aragorn and Arwen and everything LOTR-related,they even had a HUGE Gollum and Ring at the top of the airport building in Wellington.
I miss their quaint little cottages and huge farms littered with everything from shrubs to nut trees,
I miss everything about NZ, I really do miss it an awful lot.
heck, i even miss the static shocks whenever I open the car door.

Anyway, I digressed. We saw a pond full of lotuses, and it was a very VERY pretty sight. Since he's going overseas in a few months, he might want to digest as much of Singapore as he can take in now. But he's gonna go snowboarding during Christmas, which i'm utterly jealous of.
Head down to the Botanical Gardens if you have time to spare, it's worth taking time off to have a nice leisurely stroll there. It helps to take things off your mind. Of course, Hyde Park is another matter altogether.

Yes, there's more walking involved. We walked walked walked our asses down to town and we had LJS for dinner. I can't remember the last time I did not have to jostle around with the crowd in town, or having to look around anxiously for seats just for a meal. It felt nice, not having to scramble with everyone else.

Just finished a phone conversation with Sean. As usual, caught up on everything else. I'm quite pleased because I get to bunk in with him soon! It's gonna be really fun, just chilling out and chatting with your close friend. It's hard to find time for such stuff nowadays actually. Embrace simplicity in life. AND NO, he is NOT my boyfriend la! wah, quite alot of people have been asking me the same question. tsk.

Oh, and I need to re-string my racket and change my grip.
Got a few tasks at hand which I need to complete this week, and I REALLY hope i don't procrastinate. And i'm down with a cough again. YES AGAIN.
I need some squash.



Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say
Lord I feel so small sometimes in this big ol' place
I know there's more important things, but
Don't forget to remember me
Don't forget to remember me