'sophistry': 1. the clever use of reasons or explanations that seem correct but are really false, in order to deceive people. 2. a reason or explanation used like this

Just when I seem to forget everything he made me smile again. Less silly of course. Calling me fly girl or more specifically lalat-girl (thanks to Kak Wan). I called him cicak-man (lizard-man, made popular by the very stupid movie).

So I'm looking around for a job now and am like stepping out of my comfort zone by doing this. I am happy where I am but not salary wise. Insyallah, I will be getting my degree by August (my last paper is in May), and where I am right now, they will not give me a promotion upon graduation and who knows how many donkey years I will have to stay in order for that to happen. Kevin is encouraging me to go for it and somehow he is the person who is making me brave enough to do this.

So right now I have to go brush up my resume and get ready to plunge into the world outside my comfort zone.

I decided that from now on...whenever I'm not in a lazy mood, I will take the dictionary, open to any page and find a word that I have not heard of or not know the meaning to. So today's word is:

'cantilever' : a beam that sticks out from an upright post or wall and supports a shelf, the end of a bridge etc

So yesterday, Andin and I met up to do some research on our TRM assignment and Lee Kong Chian Reference library had lots of books on the particular subject we are working on. A guard was standing in front of the dor, inspecting the things that we are bringing in and he asked me what was in my file so I opened it and showed him that it was my personal notes. Then he went on and asked me what we are doing here and I said it's for research purposes.

Andin got kinda pissed because firstly she had to deposit her bag into the locker and then she found the question stupid. She said that I should have said that we went to the library to rob the bank! She went on rambling about how stupid the guy was. I find it ridiculous too.

So we spend about one and a half hours copying notes from books and at some point we were too lazy so we just photocopied it. I have not read the notes we got yet and if it's insufficient, I might just need to go down to Tampines library this weekend which may be too late but I won't be able to on weekdays because I will be too tired after work.

I suddenly feel like I am running out of steam because this is the last semester ever and I just can't wait to get over and done with...just a few more weeks and I'll be free.

I feel like it was the biggest infatuation ever. I was acting silly and unwise. Just like Elvis Presley's 'Can't Help Falling In Love'.

Wise man says only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love you
Shall I say would it be a sin
For I can't help falling in love with you...

It feels like that. Somehow it suddenly dawn on me that we might have nothing in common and the relationship between the two of us was just a mere infatuation that will not last. I don't think we have anything in common excepy maybe our birth months but other than that...sadly nothing.

It probably comes up to our background...

I should probably just forget about all these and go print my assignment now. I'm getting a headache.

I got a feedback from Effa about my last entry. Hmmm why can't she just put it in comments and I'll do the neccessary explanation. She was asking who was the one that messaged me at 6PM yesterday and I just told her 'someone lah'. She was unsatisfied of course. So I said to let me have my fun. And she said that in order for me to have my fun then I shouldn't have even posted it in my blog because it's supposed to be 'publicised'.

Well that's the whole point of 'let me have my fun'. Publicising something that only I know (or maybe a few other people will get the idea), let others ponder or think about who or what I am writing about and let them keep on guessing. That is my idea of 'let me have my fun'.

So please...let me have my fun.

It was exactly 6PM and my phone rang signalling that I got a new message. I was thinking that it should be another message from work coz I've been getting them as soon as I left the office at 230PM today. I received phonecalls too. I was even thinking why they are stil not out of the office making their way to the recreation club to have a fun night karaoke-ing.

I walked over to the table, took my phone and sat on the sofa. I smiled instantly....like immediately. The message contained only one word and a smile at the end. I was smiling from ear to ear and I'm glad no one saw me smiling like an idiot...haha.

I feel like jumping up and down and doing some star jumps at that moment but I controlled myself...I'm in total bliss...

I know that this happened like nearly two weeks ago but I wanna write about it anyway.

I took leave on 13th March, on a school holiday to bring Nisa and Nur out and of course Effa tagged along. I rented a car for that day and I was kinda excited because it will be the first time that I will be driving to the north without anyone's help except the street directory. Thankfully the route was straightforward and we reach the zoo in like about twenty minutes.

We reached at about 915AM and the weather was quite humid. I was quite enthu and so was Nisa. Here are some pictures.:


The Orang Utans are just simply lovable.


This cheetah was quite vogue.


Here's the lion or should I say the lion's ass.


And the elephant...I got the ass again. This was taken during the 'Elephants of Asia' show and it was quite endearing to watch them. At the end of the show, we paid $5 to feed the elephants. The 3 of them got to. I was holding the basket that was filled with bananas and apples.


The weather turned quite bad by this time and it was raining heavily so I got a blur picture of the white tiger.

I would love to go one more time and I hope that next time, the weather won't be as bad.

I was quite angry...no that's an understatement...I'm fuming mad at Javier Macherano. After the first yellow card, he was reckless. He always is. Alonso should have just hold on to him and not let him go...then maybe Liverpool won't lose that wide a margin.

It's so disappointing. I can't remember when was the last time I end up smiling after a game with Manchester United. I have not read The Newpaper yet. I'm sure there will be something interesting in there...

The ups and downs of life is so inevitable it is almost scary...especially the down part. My heart feels like it's been crushed, step on and now I have to face the consequences even to a mistake that to me might be big but to someone else, irrational and hard to understand.

I want to escape from all these pressure however I know that I am not one to cry under it and run from it. I know that Allah have given me the strength and I know that I am strong enough to face everything on this Earth. My heart is racing and it's only Saturday. Monday seems so far away. I want it to come quick so that I can face it and then get it over and done with. But I know that when Sunday comes and the clock strikes midnight, I wish that it could just move back and let it be standstill forever.

But you CANNOT escape from what have been planned for you. You take it with your hands and just hold on to it even thought it send sharp pains through your palm. It will be over soon, tell yourself that.

One miserable day doesn't mean it's the end of your life...you pick yourself up, take a deep breath, exhale, put on a smile and walk ahead...

It's so funny and I just giggle at the thought of it. It's just this feeling in the heart...you know. At the sight of the person, you smile, your heart starts to swell; you come to work everyday hoping to see him (he might be the reason why you go to work) and when you don't you get a little down and you asked around whether he is coming.

He made you smile to yourself, makes you feel good. Everytime you both see each other, both your faces breaks into a smile.

This whole feeling is just so endearing...it just makes me happy. I can't remember the last time I felt this way. The last time was probabaly when I was 15 or 16. I'm feeling like a teenager again.

I hope it'll last a little longer...or is it too much to ask for forever?

I'm a little sneezy..coughing too. Don't feel quite good at the moment.

Yesterday's discussion turned out to be a dining session. Kevin and I sat in Swensen's for like one hour and just eat and talk. For the first time ever, I had starters before my main course. I was so full by nine o'clock I wanted to go to sleep.

I think I should prolly go sleep now.

An excerpt from Cecelia Ahern's Where Rainbow Ends:

To the most inconsiderate asshole of a friend

I'm writing you this letter because I know that if I say what I have to say to your face I will probably punch you.

I don't know you any more. I don't see you any more. All I get is a quick text or a rushed email from you every few days. I know you are busy and I know you have Bethany, but hello? I'm supposed to be your best friend.

You have no idea what this summer has been like. Since we were kids we pushed away every single person that could possibly have been our friend until there was only me and you. It's not that we didn't want anyone else, it's just that we didn't need them. You always had me. I always had you. Now you have Bethany and I have no one.

Sadly it looks like you don't need me any more. I feel like those people that used to try to become our friends. I know you're probably not doing it deliberately just as we never did. Anyway, I'm not moaning on how much I hate her, I'm just trying to tell you that I miss you. And that, well...I'm lonely.

Whenever you cancel nights out I end up staying home with Mum and Dad watching TV. Stephanie's always out and even Kevin has more of a life than I do. It's so depressing. This was supposed to be our summer of fun. What happened? Can't you be friends with two people at once?

I know you have found someone who is extra special, and that you both have a unique 'bond', or whatever, that you and I will never have. But we have another bond: we're best friends. Or does the best friend bond disappear as soon as you meet somebody else? Maybe it does, and I just don't understand that because I haven't met that 'somebody special'. I'm not in a hurry either. I liked things the way they were.

In a few years's time if my name ever comes up you will probably say 'Rosie. Now there's a name I haven't heard for ages. We used to be best friends. I wonder what she's doing now; I haven't seen or thought of her in years!'. You will sound like my mum and dad when they have dinner parties with friends and talk about old times. They mention people I've never even heard of when they're talking about some of the most important days of their lives. How could Mum's bridesmaid of twenty years ago be someone she doesn't even ring up now? Or in Dad's case, how could he not know where his own best friend from school lives?

Anyway, my point is (I know, I know, there is one), I don't want to be one of those easily forgotten people, so important at the time, so special, so influential and so treasured, yet years later just a vague face and a distant memory. I want us to be best friends for ever, Alex.

I'm happy you're happy, really I am, but I feel like I've been left behind. Maybe our time has come and gone. Maybe your time is now meant to be spent with Bethany. And if that's the case I won't bother sending you this letter. And if I'm not sending this letter then what am I doing still writing it? OK, I'm going now and I'm ripping this muddled thoughts up.

Your Friend,
Rosie

Yesterday, I made a trip to National Museum of Singapore to witness the Greek Masterpieces. It's the second last day so Atiqa and I decided that we should probably not missed this opportunity. I mean you can't possible save all the money in the world to make your way to the Louvre. In a space of an hour I learnt a lot about Greek Mythologies and I will try my best to type everything that I have learn and of course I will need help from internet sources because I can't possible memorise all the Greek names.



This marble captures the birth of Gaia, which means Earth. So this is the birth of Mother Earth. On your right hand side is Aphrodite or commonly known as Venus by the Romans. (On a side note, Romans usually change the names given by Greeks. ANother example is Poseidon. Poseidon is named by Greeks and the Romans changed it to Neptune.) On the left hand side is Aphrodite's husband Haphaestus, who is a violent and even-tempered man. Haphaestus is the God of Weaponry. Just beside Haphaestus is Athena, the Goddess of Virgin.

One day, Athena came to see Haphaestus to ask him to make weapons for her as she wanted to go to war. Haphaestus in return asked for her love. Since she is the Godess of Virgin, she did not want to get involved with Haphaestus. He then ejaculated and his semen landed on Athena's thigh. Athena then took a piece of cloth, wipe the semen away from her thigh and threw it on the ground. From where the semen landed, a baby came out of the Earth and this is the birth of Gaia.



This marble is another interpretation of how Athena look like, usually with an arm and shield, preparing for war.



This matble depicts the myth of how the now Athens got its name. There was a piece of land unnamed and two Gods, namely Athena and Poseidon wanted the land to be named after them. In return of course, the citizens asked the Gods what they would provide them.

Poseidon said he will provide water since he is the God of the Sea. He used his spear and force it to the ground and out came water. But the water was salty.

Athena said that she would provide the citizens with an Olive tree. The Olive for fruit and oil, the bark of the tree for wood for fire and the tree for shade.

Three male Gods and three female goddesses voted and the female of course voted for Athena. Zeus, God of the World decided he will not take part. The citizens also voted and since there were more female than males, Athena won and this was how Athens got her name.

Out of anger, Poseidon cursed that from then onwards, no one will take the name of their mother and this is the myth on why we take the name of our fathers and not our mothers.



This is the sad love story of Orpheus and Eurydice. Orpheus is the one on the right and Eurydice the female in the center. These two were much in love and they got married. One day, Eurydice got bitten by a snake when she was taking a walk with Orpheus, and she died. Since Eurydice's death, Orpheus, a chief of poetry and music played malancholic music using his lyre.

Prometheus (i think), Zeus' wife was touched by his music and convinced Zeus to grant Orpheus one wish. Zues agreed and called Orpheus into the underworld to grant him one wish. Orpheus wanted Eurydice to come back to him forever, in return for his music to Prometheus.

Zeus granted him his wish on one condition. When he made his way from the underworld to the current world, Orpheus shall not look back. Orpheus agreed. Along the way to the current world, Orpheus felt taps on his back (Eurydice) however a few more steps into the current world, Orpheus lost his faith and looked back. As soon as he did, Hermes (the one on the left), one of the guards of the underworld, pulled Eurydice from Orpheus and he lost her the second time.



This one...i dunno who she is, Atiqa told me to take a pic of her because she looked lost and waiting for her lover.



This is Medusa, who is believed to be naturally beautiful. The Romas wrote that she was raped by Posidon in Athena's temple. The enraged Athena then transformed her beautiful hair into snakes and her face so terrible to look at that the mere sight will turn any man into stone.



This is Nike. Nike is a greek Goddess who personifies victory. I guess now you'll wonder how Nike...the sports brand got the name from.



This is Eros, otherwose known as Cupid.



This is Aphrodite, presented in another way. I also found some inscription on the wall, said by Homer, an ancient Greek epic poet, in 700 bc:

"She (Aphrodite) spoke and loosened from her bosom the embroidered girdle of man's colours into which all her allurements were fashioned, in it was love and in it desire and in it blandishing persuasion which steals the mind even of the wise"



This bust is of a veil women, In Greek classical times, Greek women who are married wears a veil.



I save the best for last. David...I know that is his name but i dunno who he is.

So that's all I have. I hope it's as intersting for those who are reading as it is for me.

Well lots have happen eversince the last time i got an entry done. So let's do it in short forms.

I had my last class on Sunday:







Then on Monday I had a REALLY BAD FALL...it's so hard to describe because I really had no idea how I came to be at that position. My knee got really painful it's quite unbearable. I fell down in the office by the way.

I went to the zoo on Thursday. Got corporate passes, four of 'em and I drove there. Not that difficult but i think i kinda get lost along the way.

I'm in a lazy mode at the moment so I'm gonna stop here.

Treasury and Risk Management = Me + Always + Screw + Up

How many times did I say "I really have to work hard this term"?

I think I shall say it again...I am on my way to Second Uper Class and I wish to stay that way. But TRM and SAPM is just stopping me from doing so.

Anyway I got myself into a freak accident today. It was break time and I decided to rush out to Esprit. Due to my rush-ness I forgotten about my student pass on my table and called out for Andin to throw it to me. She reluctantly did so.

"No no, I am not good at this." But she threw it to me anyway. The student pass flew across three people and reached me but before it got into my hands, it hit my upper lip real hard. There was a stinging sensation and before I knew it my eyes started to water.

"Oops sorry."

I put on a brave face and said "It's ok, I'm fine." and walked out the door. My lips was still stinging and I feel like it was kinda wet. So i wipe my lip with the back of my hand and saw blood. Lots of 'em.

Lucky me, Ben was walking down the corridor with me and had a packet of tissue. I put on some pressure on my lip and let the tissue absorb the blood.

It's now dry but if I look closely enough in the mirror, there is a small cut just at the centre of my lips.

Ben said "Freak accidents happen".

I had training on the 32nd floor of OCBC centre and the view was just wonderful!









I have a video but unable to post it.

Bibik came on Wednesday and bluetoth me apic of Alyssa's birthday celebration at school.

So today is the last day of SAPM lecture and yet again, Andin and I didn't pick up the courage to get a picture with the cute lecturer. it's kinda frustrating. All that we have is of us getting cheesy posing with our Coffee Bean.



I do have one more pic but I don't think Pam will be sending it to all of us tonight.

Oh well, let's just leave it that way...I'll go have a dream about Dr Conall now...

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