SPENDRIFT

The weird thing about having an internship in IB is that.. I'm starting and think and spend like a banker, and yet I haven't starting pullingin the cash like one yet. I don't know if this should be considered a misfortune, or a liberating experience. While UCBD close friends always poke fun at me for being fashion conscious/obsessive, I swear it's just a tiny residue of my asianess. Going to school in orchard doesn't exactly cultivate oblivion to fashion trends. However, in retrospect, there wasn't much fashion in singapore anyway. IN any case, I don't think I'm that fashion conscious compared to some singaporean friends... and yet much more so than others ( think..... science and engineering friends). But the point is, when I first came to the US, I was extremely frgual about every penny that I spent. My utter lack of quant skills psychologically magnified price levels here. Naivite, Naivete....

But now, I've really started to splurge. The usual evening spending starts this way
Me: ZZ, Lets go have a nice dinner.
ZZ: Of course JJ, French? Italian? Japanese?
Me: Kirala/La Note/Tratorria..... but we just spent liek 40 bucks yesterday on dinner... *pout*
ZZ: It's ok babe. We're so busy anyway, its much more important to just enjoy our time together.
Me: hmm..... OK
ZZ & Me bounce away happily.

As you can see, having a indulgent boyfriend doesn't exactly help. But I must say, I've adopted a 'utility' view of the world. Money means nothing if you cannot use it to improve your standards of living. Having 20 dollars in the pocket should translate into a nice meal/ gift for friend or something material.

Harvard comp

After 2 midterms, i was left with a problem set and an essay, due today. That left me with a miserable 2 hours of sleep. INterestingly, I havent taken a nap since I got back, its already 830pm and I don't even feel like eatin. HOw weird is that? I craze food all the time. No, seriously, you don't know what its liek to be in my body. and for me to not crave food is actually somewhat disturbing.

Anyhow, going to newyork in 2 days, YAY! shalallalal
Dang, have to do all that packing. Should I bring econ100a to study on the way? BUt then, i'll be such a loser. Aiyah, how?

Tsetsetse

Winter break

Just a nice pic of ZZ and mE!


Strike a pose on the beach.


With mum in SF ChinaTown


I like this pic alot! Has a very posterboi feel to it.


Being morons once again.


Jian Yuan had suggested I should post pictures of my gorgeous-beyond believe ballroom coaches. For those of you who watched the ballroom videos I forced upon you, YOu know what I'm talking about.. oh yeah. ( Wincy even wanted a copy of the latin showcase). For those of you who haven't seen it, YET ( because I'm gonna get to u), well, I don't have any pictures that wouldl do them any justice. The female teacher is so hot, I'd renounce heterosexuality and date her in a heartbeat. But then again, the male teachers is ALSO SOOOO HOT! Ok, I'll just be bisexual then. Anyway, all our ballroom coaches are lithuanians, and since they are all such unbelievably attractive people, I've formed a somewhat skewed picture of lithuania as a country full of hunks and babes. Dude, the male coach's legs are so long its insane. When he stands up, I swear his crotch is right at my face. Well. not to suggest any inappropriate thoughts, uhhm, of course not.

Anyhow, here are some pictures from the past few months. Just to%

PICTURES!

Wow, gee, i'm a moron.
I only just realised how to post pictures online! ARGHHHHH

Alright, now, I've sunken into yet another episode of mid-semester lethargy. For the first five weeks of class, I actually managed to remain somewhat attentive and enthusiastic during class, but now that the midterms are over, I just feel so blase about school. In the morning, when the alarm pierces through the hum-drum of spring-rain-splatters, there is one voice chanting " Its only discussion... sleeep is better.....". And that voice only gets louder by the day.

The other thing that is rendering me completely incapable of concentrating is, of course, ballroom. Harvard is in 5 days, had been practicing like crazy. My partner and I only just settled on our routines, for standard at least, and because the stoooppid harvard floor is abnormally square, we have to factor that into consideration.

I'm gonna be wearing two costumes on loan from friends. THe standard costume is very.... well.. standard. And blue. Decent, but oh well, i don't care that much about standard. ( We manage surprisingly well considering that we spend about 1/10 as much time on standard than on latin.) And for latin, I'm gonna be naked. Almost. Well, its basically a bra top, with random pieces of cloth connecting. And, my friend who made it, said she accidentally cut off a patch from the ass, thats why its so precariously short from the back. Oh well, that leaves me with less than 2 harkerchief worth of cloth to cover myself. Luckily, reception from the community has been overwhelmingly supportive ( mostly included jaw-dropping stares... in disturbingly lecherous ways).

Anyway, I'm going to buy my own costumes, and thats gonna take a hell lota money. Don't worry, papa ma ma to the rescue. THe brain wrecking part comes from deciding the style and color of the costumes. U dun wanna throw 1000 bucks on a piece of neon green dish towel.

Aniwaes, here are some of the choices under contempation.

Growing up and changing.

I was just perusing Lijun's previous blog entries and came across one with pictures of her back in RJ. By the way, you look pretty much the same, and not an ounce heavier now.. so stop complaining about putting on weight. But anyway, it just struck me that everyone in the pictures looked so good. Well, granted we'd never be super models, but there is something inexplicatbly attractive and precious about youthfulness. Everyone had a sparkle in their eyes, a sparkle undamnpened by the all-nighters from A-levels prep. Our smiles seemed much more genuine, because our eyes are also smiling. Our skin seemed much more radiant. Nowadays when I look at myself, I can't help but think : 残。I feel like I've aged by 10 years during the short span of my college career. After chatting with Wingze, I realise I'm not alone in feeling the eminent encroachment of age and time. We've discussed the causes for this: stressed out about life and career. having your brain stretched in 10 different directions at once. ( It is multitasking to a whole new level. Back in JC, A-levels was the one real concern on everyone
's minds. But you didn't have to think about resume, internships, jobs, scholarhips, relationships, what to cook for your next meal, looking for your own housing, buying a car, pregnancy scares, culture shocks, fitting in etc etc.)
I wonder if its because I don't take as much care of my appearance anymore. I remember being much more self conscious of my looks back in Asia, Perhaps its because I already have a boyfriend, and his expectation of my looks are very very accomodating, and thus giving me less incentive to be obsessed with details.

( Well grils, you've all wondered if people will notice your unshaved legs/underarms/nether-regions etc etc etc. Well, people do notice, at least other girls, but heres the deal, most guys don't care that much. Granted, if you have not shaved for a month, and your look like you've got alfafa sprout poking out of the sides of your tank top, thats prob less than appealing. but as for teeny gritty details about appearance, most guys are pretty blind to it. )

(Random thought about lingerie. Back in the day, I used to think: black lacey underwear= deadly sex bomb. Many women feel more empowered or sexy when they like their 内在美. Thats why stores like Victoria's secrets can make millions selling little 'anal flosses' (quoting robin williams) to people for exorbitant prices. I am however becoming increasingly blase about my selection of lingerie. Mind you, I have an extensive collection, like most girls, a diff color/fabric/material/style for different moods, but i'm becoming increasingly disappointed at how useful they are when it comes to actual foreplay/sex. You'd expect that 'oomph' when you take off your top and you have hte mental image of your men with his mouth haning open and salivating like a dog. In reality, it seems like guys very rarely appreciate this. The bra is really just an obstacle to what lies beneath it, and most guys prefer you wearing nothing aniwae. Thus, i've decided i'll only pay for good bras because they give good support, or if I like the style, but not because i'd hope htat my man will appreciate it. )

I've obviously sidetracked many many times....... but its late, i'll blog again.

About boyfriends

1 month of no posts whatsoever, and suddenly 2 in a day. THis ought to tell you finals is drawing near and dianna is up to some serious procrastinating.

So, in another attempt to waste time and amuse (if not bemuse) myself, i typed "great boyfriend sex" into google. I pretend to hav forgotten my initial intention for the search, and leave it up to you guys to decide what my intention was. ( ie.. sex with great boyfriend? having great sex with boyfriend? boyfriend who wants great sex? sex thats greater than the boyfriend?)

Aniwae, so here is an article that i stumbled by and would just like to share it with men, or boys, around the world. THis is your new bible. Follow it religiously, and soon, you'd find yourself having some 'great boyfriend sex'... what eva that means.

http://www.askmen.com/dating/dating_top_ten_60/64_dating_list.html

Brand new keyboard!!

OMG OMG OMG OMG


OK, i just went crazy and splurged on a logitech dinovo keyboard thats cost 90 bucks. 90 freaking USD!!!
but i love it.. its gorgerous, its cordless, comes witha lovely laser mouse.

Hm.. so i'm still in the phase of testing it out. THe touch is nice so far, but the space bar is making a rather annoyingly loud sound. Hmmm...
OH dear, but i cannot believe i just went into the store and bought it. I mean, ok, granted i've been thinking about it the whole of yesterday, and the reason i got it was because it is much cheaper than anithing iv'e seen online so far. THis is really rather noisy... hm.. is there a return policy?
hmm.. as you can see, i'm really not writing this for your viewing pleasure but more so for my own typing pleasure.

So, there must be reasons for my to justity this act of seemingly inpulsive shoppoholicism.
Reason for buying
1) I do need cordless to transform my laptop into a desktop at home
2) to to various technical difficulties regarding not having a ps/2 port, there is a very limited range of cordless keyboard mouse set available to me. So, i have to go for something thats higher end aniwae.
3) After checking out prices online, i don' think I'll find any Dinovo cheaper than this.
4) Its so pretty! Matted silver on the side, ultra slim, great key touch. The mouse also has a unsually satisfying cushioned feel when you click on it.. argg.. heaven.
5) After checking out ebay prices for it.. i think i can still sell it for a very decent price after sometime.
6) Hm... when i tire of it, i can prob also give it awya it i'm too lazy to sell it.

Here's a link to view my new baby.
http://www.logitech.com/index.cfm/products/details/US/EN,CRID=486,CONTENTID=7321


In case anione wanna get me some gifts: heres a list of things I want for xmas
1) the new ipod with video!
2) the ipod nano!
3) the Imac g5!
(BY now you'd have realised i really am a mac fanatic)
4) A supper comfy leather exec chair.
5) My ZaiZAi.... he's in seattle right now... driving a mustang.

Ooh. love is in the air.
Smoooch..

Friday again.

I have been wondering around the whole day not doing much except sleeping, eating, walking, and eating some more.

Checked out some IB info online. Gee, those websites are so unfriendly. Its almost like they intentionally hide their 'Apply now' link so that people might give up searching and the firms can already preliminarily screen out a bunch of people.

Watched Meteor Gardens. Hahaha... such a crappy entertaining show. I totally forgot how fun it is to watch it. The first time i watched it, about 3 years back, I still had a very idealistic and naive view about love and relationships, and i actually more or less accepted the authencity of the relationship between Shan Cai and Dao Ming Si. The show seems totally absurd now that I'm re-watching it. I think these kinda shows contribute a whole lot to why asians don't know how to date. They just don't know how to handle relationships. Too much wishy washy, too much of "I'm-actually-passive-aggressive-but-i-wanna-be-a-noble-person-so-i-should-act-nice-aniway', too shy and timid, too much bickering and not enough heart to heart talks, too little sex. Seriously.