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because it ain't necessarily so
Foreword.


I am forced by the passing of time, the transition of life stages, and the expectations of society to grow up and to behave like a "grown-up" (whatever that would constitute). But here, I would just be a little childish, a little self-centered, a little irresponsible, a little too honest but also a little too pretentious.

24, and still counting.



Flashback.

Kept all my past posts intact because my past was what made me, me. Deleting them doesn't change who I am so I revisit my memories sometimes, to learn and to laugh at my past mistakes.

(Just kidding, I revert some posts to drafts because I'm utterly embarrassed.)


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Overdose of Happy Pills ,
Friday, April 10, 2015 | 9:09 PM


WILD PARTY-ANIMAL-TEH APPEARS! /plays pokemon sound effect/

Feeling super alive at the moment so yours truly shall bask in the moment and vomit words out on this personal space of hers! It’s been a long time since I’ve felt that life is this fulfilling heehee. Been going out with different groups of people for the past 24 hours and it’s been really exhilarating – new friends and old friends from CCA, High School, JC and Work. Yes it’s confirmed! I’m one hundred and one percent extrovert! Not sure whether it’s a 24 hours thing though. ... Probably not.

24 Hours ago, I was down at Bugis at the World Street Food Congress 2015 with Dawn, Sharyl and Sici. Saw the event on Facebook sometime last week and sent it to Sici and they spontaneously decided to go for this after work. Those who are close to yours truly should be well aware of the restrictions I get from my strict father, so going for night events like this is rare for me. But against all odds, I went down for the event with them last night and ... DAMN REGRET NEVER DRINK ALCOHOLIC DRINKS OR ELSE IT WOULD HAVE BEEN P-E-R-F-E-C-T.

Personally, I’ve always hated crowds. I’m ok with people and I love people in general but I loathe crowds. Like swamps of people interfering with my frequency and I always become more defensive and self-conscious than usual whenever I’m in a crowd. It gets terribly bad when I’m alone and I get into the ultimate bitchy mode (I call it self-protection mode but with the fierce stance and all I guess people just find it bitchy) so I really need people whom I’m EXTREMELY comfortable with in crowds.

Last night’s crowd was not that bad and one is able to breathe freely but a crowd is a crowd nonetheless and initially I felt really intimidated (intimidated by the food prices also LOL). So the company matters so much to me and I was so glad for Dawnie, Quek and Sici last night. Yours truly was able to enjoy the night breeze and the exotic food in their presence and I didn’t have to put up my guard all night long. Yes I’m counting my blessings. :’)



12 Hours ago, I made my way to Dhoby Ghaut and was initially planning to camp at Starbucks and continue reading the book which I recently borrowed: “Deceit and Self-Deception” by Robert Trivers. Had to go down to town because I have an interview at SMU at 1:30pm and I was meeting Wanzhen at 12pm. But on impulse, I called up Amy and found out that she’s working at Kindsville (Home of Singa and also the building for the Ministry of Culture Community and Youth and the Ministry of Communications and Information) which is in Clarke Quay.

So at the last minute, I jumped off the train at Clarke Quay and found my way to Kindsville (It’s the white building with colourful windows near Fort Canning). It was kind of adventurous cause I dunno what to expect and I was wandering around alone (but aiya Singapore so small confirm won’t get lost one). And I successfully managed to locate the Amy. Heehee. Okay I gotta explain her job before I can even share my experience there.

Basically she’s supposed to give tours to groups of kindergarten students about being kind in the name of Singa and as part of Singapore Kindness Movement. So when I reached, she was busy at one station and had no time to entertain me. Thus, loner Teh went to tag along with a tour group which was just starting. A high-pitched and cheery “What are the five magic words?” was the opening line of the tour which I crashed. “Thank you, Excuse me, Sorry, You’re Welcome, Please,” was the theme and the five magic words that the little kids were supposed to bring home after that tour.

Going there on impulse was a surprisingly good decision because it was such a happy place with all the little innocent kids and joyful people giving the tours. (Confession: I felt really motherly when a little girl asked me for approval of her drawing and colouring and I had this strange urge to be a mother, have kids and raise kids myself LOL wtf) The good vibes rubbed off on me and positively affected my mood for the SMU interview significantly. My heart felt really light and I feel like I can love the whole world for no reason in particular.

I wanted to explain how the tour goes but it’s kind of difficult for me to phrase it so I shall skip it. LOL. Became a “free labour” there and helped them to cut stickers with Amy and it was damn good to talk to her. ... Amy is like my “comfort people”, someone whom I can be with at any time and at anywhere in any situation. On days where I don’t feel like handling anyone but I needa go somewhere with someone (if you get what I mean), she’ll probably be the first person whom I’ll call. :x Well, with that, I guess it’s enough said about just how much she means to me. ... She’s the only friend of mine who has my ex’s number wtf.



Walked from Kindsville to SMU in 25 minutes and met Wanzhen on time! I think the walk was really refreshing because along the way I passed by many museums and monuments with breathtaking architecture and I was so recharged from it (Walking is really my most fav thing to do alone man). Made a mental note to self to visit these museums on a random day as a tourist. Heehee.

Wanzhen honestly saved my life because if not for her, I’ll be extremely nervous, panicky and 100% bitch mode for the SMU interview but she accompanied right till the moment they called us in. IF I luckily passed the interview, definitely has to credit her for her warmth and her presence and for being my “comfort people” for that short hour that I was with her. I’m too blessed when it comes to people already. :’) And I think the best part was that I was able to be myself throughout (no pretentious or competitive or stressed-out Teh at the interview). Amazingly, the discussion with the professors felt like when I was chatting with Mezz about the opinions I have on certain issues.

I guess I’ll be really sad if I failed the interview (okay redundant line because who won’t be LOL) but I guess I will be EXCEPTIONALLY sad because the interview felt really good and today was a really well-planned and spent day. I don’t mean to say that I’m confident about my interview performance when I said that it felt really good. While I may look like someone with high self-esteem, it actually secretly fluctuates and deflates and inflates. I can’t help but be good at hiding it I guess.

But the interview felt good in the sense that I was able to think about issues, share and discussed them. (Maybe I’ll write about the issues we touched on next time cause it’s really quite interesting IMO) Like... I was making a connection with these people and I’m not sure about them but I was sincere in the things that I said and those were my honest opinions. Even if, now that I reflect upon it, some things I said had been too honest/rash for interviews. But oh well, they have the rights to know that this is what they get if they chose to accept me into their school. /shrugs/



Happy vibes heightened after a meaningful interview and rushed off to meet Yiling. Seriously a whole day of meeting my “comfort people” and basically... Aiya, all I can say is one can never grow tired of this intelligent slut man. Watch out girls! This girl is gonna steal your man! ... This was initially meant to be a compliment but... /recalls some inside joke which will remain to be an inside joke/ HAHAHAHHAHA

Woah this post has been seriously long... It’s been a great 24 hours though. Mai Jelly I So Lucky! :P And yeap, the verdict is out, yours truly is definitely a full time extrovert. LOL.

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