What do you tell people who likes to sing out loud in public?
Sing in your own room?
But they are!
This girl opposite me has just bought a karaoke set (what GOOD timing), and has been testing every aspect of it since its arrival this afternoon. From belting "I Will Survive" to "You're Still The One" to "Unchained Melody", she and her friends have demonstrated how comparable they are to Ms Carey. Or Dion. Or Houston.
Granted, they can sing. I know they can sing. Everyone KNOWS they can sing, but why make the announcement now?
The lodge guy came up and gave them a warning earlier. An "oh I'm so sorry" + 2 hours later, they're back. With more energy than before.
And this is just 11.10pm. God knows how long my ears will have to put up with their shrill voices...
Okay fine, I sing a lot too, and off-key is an understatement, but at least I'm sensible enough not to use a microphone to magnify my vocal imperfections...
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Sunday, May 27, 2007
It's been a while since...
...I've heard this.
Was discussing PH3104 questions with Sola this evening and I told her not to take my answers too literally because I too, like her, am clueless.
"Pal, honestly, don't bank on it because that's just what I think. For all we know, I might be leading you the wrong way."
"Well, at least you have a clue. And in the land of the blind, the one-eyed is king."
It's been a while since...
...I've laughed so much.
Upon hearing this phrase, I thought of my dad, and how he first introduced me to that phrase. When I was little. Must be around 6/7. It was one of those bombastic phrases I picked up from him while sitting in the car, listening to his conversations with my ma. I still remembered thinking, "wah, adults go so much to talk about one ar...cheh, me and my school friend only talk about Barbie dolls, the class captain and what time to meet in the canteen..."
Fast forward 15 years and I am now an adult. Can't talk about Barbie anymore, there's no class captain that I fancy, and meeting friends up in the canteen? Boy I sure miss that.
It's been a while since...
...it's this windy, and cold. The wind has been whipping the trees like crazy since last night.
It's been a while since...
...I've had such 'under the weather' nociception.
I miss home.
And you, dear shadower.
p/s: Haha, the last bit is meant to be cryptic so don't try to figure it out!
Was discussing PH3104 questions with Sola this evening and I told her not to take my answers too literally because I too, like her, am clueless.
"Pal, honestly, don't bank on it because that's just what I think. For all we know, I might be leading you the wrong way."
"Well, at least you have a clue. And in the land of the blind, the one-eyed is king."
It's been a while since...
...I've laughed so much.
Upon hearing this phrase, I thought of my dad, and how he first introduced me to that phrase. When I was little. Must be around 6/7. It was one of those bombastic phrases I picked up from him while sitting in the car, listening to his conversations with my ma. I still remembered thinking, "wah, adults go so much to talk about one ar...cheh, me and my school friend only talk about Barbie dolls, the class captain and what time to meet in the canteen..."
Fast forward 15 years and I am now an adult. Can't talk about Barbie anymore, there's no class captain that I fancy, and meeting friends up in the canteen? Boy I sure miss that.
It's been a while since...
...it's this windy, and cold. The wind has been whipping the trees like crazy since last night.
It's been a while since...
...I've had such 'under the weather' nociception.
I miss home.
And you, dear shadower.
p/s: Haha, the last bit is meant to be cryptic so don't try to figure it out!
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Bugged. Literally.
I have just found out - while doing my Sophos clean up scan recently - that a virus was under quarantine.
According to the report, it came from my USB drive, which I could do nothing about because there's no way I can locate that damn folder in which the stupid worm was happily infesting before it sighted my squeaky clean laptop.
And I can't delete it either, because only the administrators (ie Uni Comp Service) have such functions. We don't.
Was thinking of backing my files up before they get corrupted, but the CDs a friend got me aren't working. Nero is always telling me to change to a new disc half way through the burning process citing reasons suggesting incompatibility . So out of the 10 she got me, 7 have been rendered faulty in the span of say 2 hours last night?
It's really tearing me apart thinking how that damn worm is eating my hard disk space away by the second. Everytime I check My Computer, the memory declines. Even after clearing every junk I could possibly dispose of, it's still going down.
Another friend suggested reinstalling my OS, but I haven't got my CD with me, and please, in the middle of my exams? I haven't got time!
Bringing it to the Comp Service is going to be just as bad because they're gonna need my OS CD to reinstall everything. And worse still, I heard it's gonna set me back about 40 quid.
The worse bit?
It's not even my own doing that had landed my precious baby into this mess.
It's like contracting a nasty cold from your room mate when you are already pretty run down, and facing the worst exams ever. What is a girl to do?
According to the report, it came from my USB drive, which I could do nothing about because there's no way I can locate that damn folder in which the stupid worm was happily infesting before it sighted my squeaky clean laptop.
And I can't delete it either, because only the administrators (ie Uni Comp Service) have such functions. We don't.
Was thinking of backing my files up before they get corrupted, but the CDs a friend got me aren't working. Nero is always telling me to change to a new disc half way through the burning process citing reasons suggesting incompatibility . So out of the 10 she got me, 7 have been rendered faulty in the span of say 2 hours last night?
It's really tearing me apart thinking how that damn worm is eating my hard disk space away by the second. Everytime I check My Computer, the memory declines. Even after clearing every junk I could possibly dispose of, it's still going down.
Another friend suggested reinstalling my OS, but I haven't got my CD with me, and please, in the middle of my exams? I haven't got time!
Bringing it to the Comp Service is going to be just as bad because they're gonna need my OS CD to reinstall everything. And worse still, I heard it's gonna set me back about 40 quid.
The worse bit?
It's not even my own doing that had landed my precious baby into this mess.
It's like contracting a nasty cold from your room mate when you are already pretty run down, and facing the worst exams ever. What is a girl to do?
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Too Good To Be True
Am very buoyed by Milan's win last night. Went online to dig stories and found this. Perfect icing on the cake for my afternoon tea...hehe...
Everything perfect in the world of Milan's Maldini
by ALAN FRASER - Last updated at 08:52am on 21st May 2007
Everything perfect in the world of Milan's Maldini
by ALAN FRASER - Last updated at 08:52am on 21st May 2007
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/sport/football.html?in_article_id=456485&in_page_id=1779
What modern professional and global footballing icon would take a 50 per cent cut in his annual salary?
What player would eschew lucrative transfer bonuses and stay with the same club — his only club — for 28 years?
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Who could swim in the gossip-infested waters of Italian football for an entire career and generate scarcely a paragraph of scandal?
The answer to all of the above is Paolo Maldini, arguably the greatest ever defender and certainly one of the game’s finest role models.
About the most anyone could ever say against him is that he owns 100 pairs of jeans but in Milan a well-stocked wardrobe would be considered a virtue rather than an extravagance. ‘I don’t know if he’s a saint, but he just may be,’ a close friend told Sportsmail.
Maldini, injured knee permitting, will line up against Liverpool on Wednesday night in his eighth major European final for the club he joined while still at primary school. He made his senior debut at 16.
Earlier this month he played his 600th Serie A game, a landmark in Italian football celebrated by his two sons, Christian and Daniel, wearing T-shirts proclaiming ‘600 Dad’.
"I am proud of Maldini, VERY proud of this guy," declared Ruud Gullit with capital letters in his voice. The Dutch triumvirate of Gullit, Marco Van Basten and Frank Rijkaard joined Milan while Maldini was still a teenager, although already a player of considerable repute.
"For all that he has achieved, he’s a lovely guy," said Gullit. "He’s the spirit of Milan. You have to admire a footballer who stays with one club. I’ve spoken to him about this many times and he has told me that, in some ways, he regrets not having played for another club when he has had opportunities. But he loves Milan. He is proud to be at such a club."
Maldini shows little sign of leaving the field, never mind the club. Four years ago he volunteered to take a 30 per cent wage cut; last week it emerged he would carry on for his 23rd league campaign, with a cut in pay from 5million euros to 2.5m.
But first, he will go to Belgium for an operation on the troublesome knee that will receive painkilling injections before the European Champions Final. Paolo Maldini will be 39 next month.
What modern professional and global footballing icon would take a 50 per cent cut in his annual salary?
What player would eschew lucrative transfer bonuses and stay with the same club — his only club — for 28 years?
Scroll down to read more:
Who could swim in the gossip-infested waters of Italian football for an entire career and generate scarcely a paragraph of scandal?
The answer to all of the above is Paolo Maldini, arguably the greatest ever defender and certainly one of the game’s finest role models.
About the most anyone could ever say against him is that he owns 100 pairs of jeans but in Milan a well-stocked wardrobe would be considered a virtue rather than an extravagance. ‘I don’t know if he’s a saint, but he just may be,’ a close friend told Sportsmail.
Maldini, injured knee permitting, will line up against Liverpool on Wednesday night in his eighth major European final for the club he joined while still at primary school. He made his senior debut at 16.
Earlier this month he played his 600th Serie A game, a landmark in Italian football celebrated by his two sons, Christian and Daniel, wearing T-shirts proclaiming ‘600 Dad’.
"I am proud of Maldini, VERY proud of this guy," declared Ruud Gullit with capital letters in his voice. The Dutch triumvirate of Gullit, Marco Van Basten and Frank Rijkaard joined Milan while Maldini was still a teenager, although already a player of considerable repute.
"For all that he has achieved, he’s a lovely guy," said Gullit. "He’s the spirit of Milan. You have to admire a footballer who stays with one club. I’ve spoken to him about this many times and he has told me that, in some ways, he regrets not having played for another club when he has had opportunities. But he loves Milan. He is proud to be at such a club."
Maldini shows little sign of leaving the field, never mind the club. Four years ago he volunteered to take a 30 per cent wage cut; last week it emerged he would carry on for his 23rd league campaign, with a cut in pay from 5million euros to 2.5m.
But first, he will go to Belgium for an operation on the troublesome knee that will receive painkilling injections before the European Champions Final. Paolo Maldini will be 39 next month.
When eventually he retires — and it should be noted that Alessandro ‘Billy’ Costacurta said farewell only on Saturday at the age of 41 — it will mark the end of an era.
The extraordinary Maldini dynasty, however, seems certain to carry on.
It began with his father, Cesare, Milan’s pivotal defender and captain in the Fifties and Sixties, and it is likely to continue with Paolo’s 10-year-old son Christian, already the pivotal defender in Milan’s Pulcini Regionali youth team. Milan had originally announced the No 3 shirt worn by Paolo Maldini would be retired with him, but the plan was amended so Maldini’s son will inherit the jersey if he progresses to the senior team.
"Retirement won’t depend on motivation, but on my body," said Maldini. "I like the atmosphere in the dressing room. It’s a place that becomes your home." Milan has been his home all right. The club are in his blood.
The Milan defence was built around Maldini’s father for much of his 13 playing years at San Siro. He was said to be so skilful he would make occasional hideous errors born of over-confidence. There was even a name for such a lapse — a Maldinate.
Milan won four Italian titles in that period, lifting the European Cup at Wembley in 1963; 40 years on, Paolo was to raise the European Champions League trophy at Old Trafford, his favourite footballing moment.
It was only during a two-year stint as Italy coach that ‘Big Cesare’ became a figure of fun with his farcically dyed and parted hair, negative tactics and siege mentality.
"I don’t remember him as a player," Paolo, the fifth of six sons, says of his father. "I played under his instruction in Milan youth teams but I learned more from him about being a man, about a correct attitude to the game than from a technical point of view."
Paolo made his Milan debut in January 1985 as a half-time substitute and still jokes about his first touch being a back-pass to the goalkeeper.
"Get yourself ready, boy," said manager Nils Liedholm to the youngster. "By the way, which side do you prefer to play on?"
"On the right, please, mister," replied Maldini. Like his father before him, Maldini was a right-footed right back. But few realised as much as he became the greatest left back of his generation, equally proficient with either foot, part of that legendary defence of Franco Baresi, Mauro Tassotti (later Marcel Desailly), Costacurta and Maldini which conceded just 15 goals in 34 Serie A matches in 1994.
Who can forget those galloping runs up the left touchline which ceased only later in his career when he moved into the centre of defence? As his father had done.
Mark Hateley was at Milan when Paolo emerged. "I remember when he came into the team as a 16-year-old, like Baresi before him," he said. "Both destined to become one-club men, captains and with long playing careers. It’s the Milan way. It’d be no surprise if his son does the same.
"Paolo is a really nice guy, a family man, not a Flash Harry. His private life has always been his private life. He plays and captains as he lives his life. He never charges about, never argues, always remains in control."
That is echoed by his current team-mate Gennaro Gattuso, who does enough arguing and charging about for an entire league.
"He’s still got the same passion after 20 years with Milan," said Gattuso. "He’s a true leader, he never raises his voice and he never shouts at anyone. Even away from the pitch, Paolo never loses his temper."
Off the pitch, Maldini — tall, athletic, elegant and impossibly handsome — has looked after his body and his reputation. He is co-owner of a Milan nightclub, Hollywood, but more likely to spin records than spin the bottle; he met his wife there, the Venezuelan model and beauty, Adriana Fossa. He also owns a clothing line, Sweet Years, with ex-Italy forward and great friend Christian Vieri. But Maldini is not ready to give up his day job.
"Liverpool know very well how it went last time," he said. "I bet that today they are thinking more or less: we won’t win a game like that again. "I have won four European Cup finals and lost three and I have no intention of levelling the score." Settling a score is different.
The extraordinary Maldini dynasty, however, seems certain to carry on.
It began with his father, Cesare, Milan’s pivotal defender and captain in the Fifties and Sixties, and it is likely to continue with Paolo’s 10-year-old son Christian, already the pivotal defender in Milan’s Pulcini Regionali youth team. Milan had originally announced the No 3 shirt worn by Paolo Maldini would be retired with him, but the plan was amended so Maldini’s son will inherit the jersey if he progresses to the senior team.
"Retirement won’t depend on motivation, but on my body," said Maldini. "I like the atmosphere in the dressing room. It’s a place that becomes your home." Milan has been his home all right. The club are in his blood.
The Milan defence was built around Maldini’s father for much of his 13 playing years at San Siro. He was said to be so skilful he would make occasional hideous errors born of over-confidence. There was even a name for such a lapse — a Maldinate.
Milan won four Italian titles in that period, lifting the European Cup at Wembley in 1963; 40 years on, Paolo was to raise the European Champions League trophy at Old Trafford, his favourite footballing moment.
It was only during a two-year stint as Italy coach that ‘Big Cesare’ became a figure of fun with his farcically dyed and parted hair, negative tactics and siege mentality.
"I don’t remember him as a player," Paolo, the fifth of six sons, says of his father. "I played under his instruction in Milan youth teams but I learned more from him about being a man, about a correct attitude to the game than from a technical point of view."
Paolo made his Milan debut in January 1985 as a half-time substitute and still jokes about his first touch being a back-pass to the goalkeeper.
"Get yourself ready, boy," said manager Nils Liedholm to the youngster. "By the way, which side do you prefer to play on?"
"On the right, please, mister," replied Maldini. Like his father before him, Maldini was a right-footed right back. But few realised as much as he became the greatest left back of his generation, equally proficient with either foot, part of that legendary defence of Franco Baresi, Mauro Tassotti (later Marcel Desailly), Costacurta and Maldini which conceded just 15 goals in 34 Serie A matches in 1994.
Who can forget those galloping runs up the left touchline which ceased only later in his career when he moved into the centre of defence? As his father had done.
Mark Hateley was at Milan when Paolo emerged. "I remember when he came into the team as a 16-year-old, like Baresi before him," he said. "Both destined to become one-club men, captains and with long playing careers. It’s the Milan way. It’d be no surprise if his son does the same.
"Paolo is a really nice guy, a family man, not a Flash Harry. His private life has always been his private life. He plays and captains as he lives his life. He never charges about, never argues, always remains in control."
That is echoed by his current team-mate Gennaro Gattuso, who does enough arguing and charging about for an entire league.
"He’s still got the same passion after 20 years with Milan," said Gattuso. "He’s a true leader, he never raises his voice and he never shouts at anyone. Even away from the pitch, Paolo never loses his temper."
Off the pitch, Maldini — tall, athletic, elegant and impossibly handsome — has looked after his body and his reputation. He is co-owner of a Milan nightclub, Hollywood, but more likely to spin records than spin the bottle; he met his wife there, the Venezuelan model and beauty, Adriana Fossa. He also owns a clothing line, Sweet Years, with ex-Italy forward and great friend Christian Vieri. But Maldini is not ready to give up his day job.
"Liverpool know very well how it went last time," he said. "I bet that today they are thinking more or less: we won’t win a game like that again. "I have won four European Cup finals and lost three and I have no intention of levelling the score." Settling a score is different.
****
Ok, you know what. I have to put some pictures up. I can't help it!!!
Armani's man...
sourced from www.kingmagazine.se/upload/37558/maldini-stor.jpg
Like Father Like Son...
sourced from http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/sport/football.html?in_article_id=456485&in_page_id=1779
Okay, last one...
sourced from http://en.ce.cn/subject/06cup/groupphotoB/200606/14/t20060614_7336801.shtml
And with that, Adeline has officially fainted...
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Federer to take on Sampras in Shah Alam...
...On Nov 22 2007.
And I won't be there...
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sob sob....MUAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
This is such heartbreaking news I tell ya, given that
a) I'm a huge Federer fan and
b) I live only MINUTES away from the Melawati Stadium...
Sigh, dear God, I already know what "so near yet so far" means, do you really have to make it crystal clear? :-(
Nope, am blogging not because exams have finished, but I just needed to let this disappointment out of my oesophagus because it is very sayang...(sorry, no other English word has quite the same oomph). Haven't found anyone that I can shout this out to either without them going "Yeah, ah-huh, big deal?", so my faithful blog will have to do.
I hear you asking about my exams....hmmm....well, it hasn't kicked off in the style that I had hoped it to be, and I'm currently fighting a lot of demons, both external and internal, so pray that I get through this tough time with my sanity intact.
Later, folks.
p/s: Milan, I am in need of inspiration for my remaining 3 papers. Say you will do me a favour by winning tonight, yes?
And I won't be there...
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sob sob....MUAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
This is such heartbreaking news I tell ya, given that
a) I'm a huge Federer fan and
b) I live only MINUTES away from the Melawati Stadium...
Sigh, dear God, I already know what "so near yet so far" means, do you really have to make it crystal clear? :-(
Nope, am blogging not because exams have finished, but I just needed to let this disappointment out of my oesophagus because it is very sayang...(sorry, no other English word has quite the same oomph). Haven't found anyone that I can shout this out to either without them going "Yeah, ah-huh, big deal?", so my faithful blog will have to do.
I hear you asking about my exams....hmmm....well, it hasn't kicked off in the style that I had hoped it to be, and I'm currently fighting a lot of demons, both external and internal, so pray that I get through this tough time with my sanity intact.
Later, folks.
p/s: Milan, I am in need of inspiration for my remaining 3 papers. Say you will do me a favour by winning tonight, yes?
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Taking a Break
Ok folks.
As exams are impending, I foresee I will be burying my nose deep in my notes for the next few weeks, so before people think I vanished into thin air without a post in weeks, let me take my leave now.
Blogging for the past 6 months have been very therapeutic, and thank you all for your custom, and comments!
Before I get too emotional as if one is retiring from the cyberworld, let me quote Mr Terminator himself...
"I'll be BACK, and Hasta la Vista!"
Best wishes, Love, Warmest Regards, Hugs and Kisses
Sze Mun aka Adeline
As exams are impending, I foresee I will be burying my nose deep in my notes for the next few weeks, so before people think I vanished into thin air without a post in weeks, let me take my leave now.
Blogging for the past 6 months have been very therapeutic, and thank you all for your custom, and comments!
Before I get too emotional as if one is retiring from the cyberworld, let me quote Mr Terminator himself...
"I'll be BACK, and Hasta la Vista!"
Best wishes, Love, Warmest Regards, Hugs and Kisses
Sze Mun aka Adeline
You Must Be KIDDing Me
A pharm mate and I went to see Dr EK yesterday about 4th year project titles for next year.
Not that I really want to work with Dr EK coz as most pharmys know, she can be tetchy and sarcastic. This is THE lecturer who - prior to giving her one and only lecture to us back in Year 1 - laid down ground rules and said things like "you can go and ask your 3rd yr seniors, they'll tell you I'm mean, and I am".
Man, who would come into a class and say things like that? Dr EK, naturally.
But her titles are interesting. 2 on Alzheimers and 1 on bone cells. I don't know if I'll choose her as my supervisor at the end of the day, but I have to admit that her projects "had me at hello".
We talked a bit about choosing our research area - there are 4 : Pharmacology, Medicinal Chemistry, Health and Medicine, and Drug Delivery - and how they will do the allocation and all the rest of it.
Speaking of allocation, she confirmed that it was going to be down to exam marks, which we both thought was only fair.
She then asked us how we did last year, and we told her we did ok. Borderline 1st class. But before we could reaffirm that we aim to repeat the feat this year - if not do better - she dropped the bombshell.
"Well, be prepared that your marks are gonna fall. You might get a first class last year but they are usually lower in the 3rd year."
Oh Dr E, tell me you're KIDDing?!
But I have to prove her wrong. There's no other way.
Not that I really want to work with Dr EK coz as most pharmys know, she can be tetchy and sarcastic. This is THE lecturer who - prior to giving her one and only lecture to us back in Year 1 - laid down ground rules and said things like "you can go and ask your 3rd yr seniors, they'll tell you I'm mean, and I am".
Man, who would come into a class and say things like that? Dr EK, naturally.
But her titles are interesting. 2 on Alzheimers and 1 on bone cells. I don't know if I'll choose her as my supervisor at the end of the day, but I have to admit that her projects "had me at hello".
We talked a bit about choosing our research area - there are 4 : Pharmacology, Medicinal Chemistry, Health and Medicine, and Drug Delivery - and how they will do the allocation and all the rest of it.
Speaking of allocation, she confirmed that it was going to be down to exam marks, which we both thought was only fair.
She then asked us how we did last year, and we told her we did ok. Borderline 1st class. But before we could reaffirm that we aim to repeat the feat this year - if not do better - she dropped the bombshell.
"Well, be prepared that your marks are gonna fall. You might get a first class last year but they are usually lower in the 3rd year."
Oh Dr E, tell me you're KIDDing?!
But I have to prove her wrong. There's no other way.
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