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For the entire week, Starbucks joints unconsciously became my second home. Mostly were in relation to project meetups. So imagine how much i spent on coffee over the week? More than $20. Geez...

Let's do a count of the number of Starbuck outlets i visited in a week. Starbucks at:

1. Suntec City
2. Citylink then adjourned to Georgia Jean Coffees
3. Plaza Singapura
4. Marina Square (1st floor)
5. Marina Square (2nd floor)

My god... I doubt i would step into Starbucks or any other coffee joints for the next few months. It's simply too much of the American brewed coffee. Even the circular green logo is swimming in my head.

Anyway, this week is entirely spent on projects besides studying for my upcoming test on Monday. My only personal time came when i met up with Pammie, Don and Dezhi for dinner at MS.

After my project meeting, we met at MS' LJS but eventually headed to Starbucks (2nd floor). Explains another reason why i was at Starbucks so often. Seem to have an affinity with it. Lingered there for an hour talking about anything and everything under the sun. In fact, very sensitive topics. Lol.

For dinner, we settled it at Changing Appetite. Treat from Pammie. Thanks! They got me a Guess wallet for my birthday which is so so so beautiful! I love it! Thanks my dearest Pammie and of course Don and Dezhi :)

Let's see... My first day of the recess week was spent fully on the accounting project due next Friday. And we are still at the brainstorming segment, nowhere near completion. Gosh!

That called for an entire day of discussion and report drafting. We spent a total of 7 hours in Suntec's Starbucks, working our heads off. I concussed towards the end of the project. In fact, everyone did. Simply too hungry and tired from continuous brain stimulation. And i realised how fun it was not to type but inject ideas and find loopholes in areas that could be easily refuted by the Prof. Suddenly, i enjoyed speaking up. That's so not me...

Anyway, amidst the seriousness, we were bound to joke and practice "archery". Poor Zoe was continually bombarded by Ian (Mr. Sarcastic King). Apart from the welcomed moments of laughter, we were moderately productive. Till the very end, Donaphan had to say this, "There is a very thin thread between brillance and bullshit." Lol. And we are scaling on that thin thread. (I suppose we were leaning towards B*******?) How sad.

Oh well, can't help it if that was all that we could come up with so far. By 7pm, we called the meeting to an end. Oh great... i was god damn hungry. Surviving solely on coffee for the past 12+ hours was simply unwelcoming.

The thought of dinner energised me. But but but... location of dinner was at the Singapore Flyer: Popeye. !!! I could feel the stomach acid gushing against my stomach walls and the deep growls it made. Luckily for the traffic around us, no one heard. Haha...

A 10-minute walk before we finally reached. It was a pretty pretty sight. Such a romantic place. If i ever get a boyfriend, i'll surely drag him there. LOL. Filled our growling stomaches with oh so juicy chicken, fries, buns and drinks. Actually, it tasted somewhat like KFC. With the food churning vigorously in our stomaches, we could hardly walk. Too bloated.

After some time, we finally got off our seats and strolled all the way back to Cityhall mrt station. Long walk man. But it aided digestion, i suppose? Got to go home with Natalie for the first time since Sem 1. Woo~

And tomorrow, we will be back in Cityhall to continue the project. Oh god... please help us...

Luxury goods do give temporary thrill and elation but die off in no time. Levis, LV, Gucci, Chanel, Puma, Juicy Couture, etc... sounds sophisticated and rich just owning them. People look at you differently and naturally rank you with a high societal status. But what's the use? Face value? Higher chances of mingling with people of high social status? Make yourself feel and look good?

All that is not necessary for me. I will never soak myself in luxury goods even if i have the means to. An occasional splurge is fine. But not on all items. If you know me well, i prefer maintaining a low status. Branded goods? Nah, i don't need them. What i truly desire is comfort. Take my clothes for instance. Although they are mostly unknown brands grabbed off the shelves of large retail stores, i'm contented with what i have.

Luxury goods aren't needs i can't live without. They are wants i can do without. I was gushing over the Juicy Couture watches on display just last month. But i never once held the intention of satisfying this want of mine. There is no doubt Daddy would buy me one if i truly wanted it. But no... i already own a watch which i had on for the past 8 years and is still in good working condition.

But today, i received my birthday present shared among 5 good friends of mine. An Adidas watch. The exact same one which sis wanted. Haha... I was pleasantly surprised. They unknowingly satisfied this want of mine and what amused me was the fact that i happened to type "watch" under my blog's lifelong wishlist just last night. What a coincidence. So am i to strike it off now? Lol.

Family to satisfy my needs, friends to satisfy my wants and all i do is receive. Ok... this is so not true. Trust me. Just the devil in me poking fun. I think i'll be damned if i ever hold this thought.

Talk about plans to enjoy during the recess week. Empty talk is more like it. How to enjoy with a workload that seems never ending? Apart from prior promises to meet up, the remaining time will be spent only on projects, tutorials and tests preparations.

There's nothing to look forward to except those breaks granted by my friends. And i'm thankful for that. I seriously need a breather at this stage. Accounting in NTU is a speed course. No doubts about that. And i'm convinced it's only meant for the brilliant brains. Unfortunately, i'm not. That's why i'm struggling time and again to stay afloat.

Nevermind if you didn't know i never once liked studying. Theories and all just make me wanna sleep. But learning is a totally different story. It's what i enjoy. Anyway, that's besides the point.

With two tests down, i wasn't one bit elated. Glad that they were over but i scored badly. Means i have lots to polish up during the one week break. Given such a short period of time, how in the world am i able to accomplish so much?

Like always, everyone can't wait for the projects to end. However, it's a signal that reads "EXAMS ARE HERE". Great. One after another. Eventually, it's always the semestral break where we can finally embrace the stress-free feeling. And the whole cycle simply repeats itself until we graduate.

So when everyone says "Uni life is fun; it's the best time of your life..." i beg to differ. Poly life is thus far the best for me. And this holds true for those poly mates in NTU now. It's where i can truly be me.

Uni... there's too much politics and competition going on. So far, i've only managed to find 2-3 persons without hidden agenda and they are the ones who make my stay in Uni not so upsetting. The rest are busy fighting for themselves. Selfish morons. I've experienced too much bitter stuff in Uni to say anything good about it. I'm sorry. Perhaps it's different for others. I don't know. But this is how i personally feel. Up till today, Uni life still sucks. School work is a contributor which i cannot deny. But i must stress... a greater probability lies in the student body, not the school or the professors.

I woke up tearing, startled by a dream so real, so frightening. No, it wasn't some nightmare or after effects of catching a late night horror movie. This dream came as fast as it went. However, it never once left my mind even though a month had passed after its occurrence.

Puzzled with the possibility of a dream scaring me so badly? What if i told you i dreamt of my death? It seemed and felt so real when the dream took place. Fully aware that my battle against cancer was over, I saw myself biding my final farewells before heading to bed, knowing very well that it was my final night as a mortal. I couldn't tell them enough how much i love and treasure them... My immediate family members shed silent tears as i slowly drifted to sleep. They knew that was the last time they could hear my voice, feel my warmth and see my teary eyes capturing their beautiful faces one final time...

I stood afar watching them cry for me. I wanted so much to return to them, but somehow i couldn't. It pained me. Then, i struggled to wake up but i simply couldn't. I could only feel tears trickling down my face. Moments later, i managed to free open my tightly shutted eyes. Relieved and thankful for being alive still, i feared returning to sleep. And this fear consumed me for almost a week.

Unable to ease my worries and fears, i did some research. Dreaming of death, in accordance with the numerous websites i visited, was a sign of positiveness rather than negativeness. It signified a change i wanted to make or a new stage in my life. In other words, it meant rebirth. Well, i chose to believe it to set myself at ease.

That got me thinking about the things i always wanted to do but never got about accomplishing them. And so, i made a list.

Perhaps these are the changes i truly want to make in my life. To help the less fortunate when i can and reciprocate the love and affection my family has provided me with all these years. I only hope i'm never too late to complete this list...




	Saturday, February 28, 2009 Starbucks Fever For the entire week, Starbucks joints unconsciously became my second home. Mostly were in relation to project meetups. So imagine how much i spent on coffee over the week? More than $20. Geez... Let's do a count of the number of Starbuck outlets i visited in a week. Starbucks at: 1. Suntec City 2. Citylink then adjourned to Georgia Jean Coffees 3. Plaza Singapura 4. Marina Square (1st floor) 5. Marina Square (2nd floor) My god... I doubt i would step into Starbucks or any other coffee joints for the next few months. It's simply too much of the American brewed coffee. Even the circular green logo is swimming in my head. Anyway, this week is entirely spent on projects besides studying for my upcoming test on Monday. My only personal time came when i met up with Pammie, Don and Dezhi for dinner at MS. After my project meeting, we met at MS' LJS but eventually headed to Starbucks (2nd floor). Explains another reason why i was at Starbucks so often. Seem to have an affinity with it. Lingered there for an hour talking about anything and everything under the sun. In fact, very sensitive topics. Lol. For dinner, we settled it at Changing Appetite. Treat from Pammie. Thanks! They got me a Guess wallet for my birthday which is so so so beautiful! I love it! Thanks my dearest Pammie and of course Don and Dezhi :) Yep, and back to my lovely nest. Dead tired after a long week... Posted by Lynette at 10:45 PM Tuesday, February 24, 2009 Accounting Project Meeting Let's see... My first day of the recess week was spent fully on the accounting project due next Friday. And we are still at the brainstorming segment, nowhere near completion. Gosh! That called for an entire day of discussion and report drafting. We spent a total of 7 hours in Suntec's Starbucks, working our heads off. I concussed towards the end of the project. In fact, everyone did. Simply too hungry and tired from continuous brain stimulation. And i realised how fun it was not to type but inject ideas and find loopholes in areas that could be easily refuted by the Prof. Suddenly, i enjoyed speaking up. That's so not me... Anyway, amidst the seriousness, we were bound to joke and practice "archery". Poor Zoe was continually bombarded by Ian (Mr. Sarcastic King). Apart from the welcomed moments of laughter, we were moderately productive. Till the very end, Donaphan had to say this, "There is a very thin thread between brillance and bullshit." Lol. And we are scaling on that thin thread. (I suppose we were leaning towards B******?) How sad. Oh well, can't help it if that was all that we could come up with so far. By 7pm, we called the meeting to an end. Oh great... i was god damn hungry. Surviving solely on coffee for the past 12+ hours was simply unwelcoming. The thought of dinner energised me. But but but... location of dinner was at the Singapore Flyer: Popeye. !!! I could feel the stomach acid gushing against my stomach walls and the deep growls it made. Luckily for the traffic around us, no one heard. Haha... A 10-minute walk before we finally reached. It was a pretty pretty sight. Such a romantic place. If i ever get a boyfriend, i'll surely drag him there. LOL. Filled our growling stomaches with oh so juicy chicken, fries, buns and drinks. Actually, it tasted somewhat like KFC. With the food churning vigorously in our stomaches, we could hardly walk. Too bloated. After some time, we finally got off our seats and strolled all the way back to Cityhall mrt station. Long walk man. But it aided digestion, i suppose? Got to go home with Natalie for the first time since Sem 1. Woo~ And tomorrow, we will be back in Cityhall to continue the project. Oh god... please help us... Posted by Lynette at 11:00 PM Friday, February 20, 2009 My Luxurious 21st Birthday Present Luxury goods do give temporary thrill and elation but die off in no time. Levis, LV, Gucci, Chanel, Puma, Juicy Couture, etc... sounds sophisticated and rich just owning them. People look at you differently and naturally rank you with a high societal status. But what's the use? Face value? Higher chances of mingling with people of high social status? Make yourself feel and look good? All that is not necessary for me. I will never soak myself in luxury goods even if i have the means to. An occasional splurge is fine. But not on all items. If you know me well, i prefer maintaining a low status. Branded goods? Nah, i don't need them. What i truly desire is comfort. Take my clothes for instance. Although they are mostly unknown brands grabbed off the shelves of large retail stores, i'm contented with what i have. Luxury goods aren't needs i can't live without. They are wants i can do without. I was gushing over the Juicy Couture watches on display just last month. But i never once held the intention of satisfying this want of mine. There is no doubt Daddy would buy me one if i truly wanted it. But no... i already own a watch which i had on for the past 8 years and is still in good working condition. But today, i received my birthday present shared among 5 good friends of mine. An Adidas watch. The exact same one which sis wanted. Haha... I was pleasantly surprised. They unknowingly satisfied this want of mine and what amused me was the fact that i happened to type "watch" under my blog's lifelong wishlist* just last night. What a coincidence. So am i to strike it off now? Lol. Anyway, thanks alot guys. Family to satisfy my needs, friends to satisfy my wants and all i do is receive. Ok... this is so not true. Trust me. Just the devil in me poking fun. I think i'll be damned if i ever hold this thought. Labels: Mind is in a whirl Posted by Lynette at 5:54 PM Thursday, February 19, 2009 Recess Week Naught Talk about plans to enjoy during the recess week. Empty talk is more like it. How to enjoy with a workload that seems never ending? Apart from prior promises to meet up, the remaining time will be spent only on projects, tutorials and tests preparations. There's nothing to look forward to except those breaks granted by my friends. And i'm thankful for that. I seriously need a breather at this stage. Accounting in NTU is a speed course. No doubts about that. And i'm convinced it's only meant for the brilliant brains. Unfortunately, i'm not. That's why i'm struggling time and again to stay afloat. Nevermind if you didn't know i never once liked studying. Theories and all just make me wanna sleep. But learning is a totally different story. It's what i enjoy. Anyway, that's besides the point. With two tests down, i wasn't one bit elated. Glad that they were over but i scored badly. Means i have lots to polish up during the one week break. Given such a short period of time, how in the world am i able to accomplish so much? Like always, everyone can't wait for the projects to end. However, it's a signal that reads "EXAMS ARE HERE". Great. One after another. Eventually, it's always the semestral break where we can finally embrace the stress-free feeling. And the whole cycle simply repeats itself until we graduate. So when everyone says "Uni life is fun; it's the best time of your life..." i beg to differ. Poly life is thus far the best for me. And this holds true for those poly mates in NTU now. It's where i can truly be me. Uni... there's too much politics and competition going on. So far, i've only managed to find 2-3 persons without hidden agenda and they are the ones who make my stay in Uni not so upsetting. The rest are busy fighting for themselves. Selfish morons. I've experienced too much bitter stuff in Uni to say anything good about it. I'm sorry. Perhaps it's different for others. I don't know. But this is how i personally feel. Up till today, Uni life still sucks. School work is a contributor which i cannot deny. But i must stress... a greater probability lies in the student body, not the school or the professors. Posted by Lynette at 7:52 PM Friday, February 06, 2009 Change I woke up tearing, startled by a dream so real, so frightening. No, it wasn't some nightmare or after effects of catching a late night horror movie. This dream came as fast as it went. However, it never once left my mind even though a month had passed after its occurrence. Puzzled with the possibility of a dream scaring me so badly? What if i told you i dreamt of my death? It seemed and felt so real when the dream took place. Fully aware that my battle against cancer was over, I saw myself biding my final farewells before heading to bed, knowing very well that it was my final night as a mortal. I couldn't tell them enough how much i love and treasure them... My immediate family members shed silent tears as i slowly drifted to sleep. They knew that was the last time they could hear my voice, feel my warmth and see my teary eyes capturing their beautiful faces one final time... I stood afar watching them cry for me. I wanted so much to return to them, but somehow i couldn't. It pained me. Then, i struggled to wake up but i simply couldn't. I could only feel tears trickling down my face. Moments later, i managed to free open my tightly shutted eyes. Relieved and thankful for being alive still, i feared returning to sleep. And this fear consumed me for almost a week. Unable to ease my worries and fears, i did some research. Dreaming of death, in accordance with the numerous websites i visited, was a sign of positiveness rather than negativeness. It signified a change i wanted to make or a new stage in my life. In other words, it meant rebirth. Well, i chose to believe it to set myself at ease. That got me thinking about the things i always wanted to do but never got about accomplishing them. And so, i made a list. Donate blood Do voluntary work Donate to the busker weekly Donate to charities when i have the financial means Build a home for the needy (provided i have the resources) Visit Switzerland, Canada, New Zealand, Japan, South Korea, HK, Taiwan Be the best daughter and sister (most important) Perhaps these are the changes i truly want to make in my life. To help the less fortunate when i can and reciprocate the love and affection my family has provided me with all these years. I only hope i'm never too late to complete this list... Posted by Lynette at 11:15 PM		Me Lynette Lee Capricorn NTU (NBS) Loves Family Friends Food Tennis Wishes Healthy family and friends Do voluntary work More clothes and shoes! 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