I’m Married!

Yess finally! Haha
Finally because we started working on our wedding almost a year ago, and finally everything is done.
Despite us looking forward to this day for so long, it still feels better to have something plan being executed after thinking or working on it for so long.

I won’t go into too much detail, but thought I’ll log down our/my general thought process so that I can look back at it in future and/or hopefully it’ll help others.

The other thing I want to say is that, both our parents are pretty liberal in letting us plan the wedding. So all we did was update them with the progress.

We spent a total of less than $25k for the wedding + photoshoot. I won’t list the individual costs here as the quotes given by the vendor might be different depending on your requirements (which wouldn’t be fair for them if I listed their prices here). I would say these are value for money vendors – meaning they are professional and very nice vendors but not well known enough to charge very high costs, so do check out their portfolio and work with them if you find that you like their work.

What we wanted our wedding to be like
I’ve always wanted a simple and small wedding. BUT, not too small until there are only relatives, but one where friends that I want to invite can also come.

The thing is, this gave us a problem where the wedding wouldn’t be very very small. We ended up having a wedding with around 200 pax mainly because of the venue’s minimum number.

This was a difficult part – we started our wedding planning with this.

We started by looking at restaurants coz of our budget, but the thing is, we aren’t sure which restaurants are good.

We ended up going to a wedding fair at Vivo’s atrium in Jan 2016 (where we were hounded by some photography shop staff for quite a while), and noticed Orchid Country Club’s booth with their promotion.

The staff weren’t pushy, and the promotional package seem to cover almost everything that we need (other than food and venue – free flow alcohol, decorations, ang bao box, free guestbook, free room stay).

We didn’t sign on the spot but decided to think it through.
After thinking about it, we chose a wedding lunch to keep the wedding simple.

The benefits of a wedding lunch are:
1) It finishes fast – guests can go elsewhere or run errands after that.
2) If you’re doing gatecrashing, you don’t have to wait so long for the banquet.
3) They don’t usually rush the food, and guests don’t have to worry about transport.
4) It is cheaper.

We chose buffet, mainly because we didn’t want the lunch to drag too long. We love weddings that are short and sweet (I think the guests too).

Pre-wedding shoot
Our friends usually have their pre-wedding shoot near the wedding, but we decided to have our pre-wedding shoot earlier as it’s usually something major before the wedding.

This was our to do list:
1) Photographer – we choose a freelance photographer recommended by a friend, mainly because the price fit our budget and the photographer’s portfolio was pretty good.

We worked with Ivan from LightSmith LLP, and I say he exceeded our expectations.

2) Dress – In photos, as long as something looks decent, you don’t need to spend too much money on it. I spent S$100 on a dress from this shop on Qoo10. It exceeded my expectations and all I had to do was to bring to a tailor to edit it (she charged me $5 only).

3) Location – I wanted something outdoors as I didn’t like the indoor decorations and stuff. I saw some pictures of Coney Island and I suggested that.

4) Makeup – Ivan (our photographer) recommend using this app called Vanitee to look for a makeup artist. I didn’t like his recommended ones but ended up finding this makeup artist Mint Gooi from Casaminto. You can find her portfolio here: Casaminto Makeup.

Mint was very professional and friendly and she knows her stuff. That’s the most important thing. I had spoken to another makeup artist prior to her and the other lady told me that she could do the makeup at Coney Island in the morning. Mint told me that she won’t be able to do it as there won’t be any electricity for the hair curling irons which was true.

We took the pictures in March 2016.

Wedding Dress
My thought process was this: People won’t remember what you wear a year later. Believe me, I don’t remember most of my friend’s weddings except roughly the people I sat with. Ended up buying another dress from the same Qoo10 shop. This was slightly expensive ($125), and I bought the wrong size the first time – do leave me a comment if you would like to purchase the unworn dress from me.

Justice of Peace (JOP)
We wanted to go for a lady JOP, and I let Eugene do the contacting. He did it quite last minute (and I mean 4 months before the wedding), so we didn’t get our first choice. I felt that this was a blessing in disguise however, as our JOP that we got on the actual day was Mr Mike Tam Chee Wah. He has a good sense of humour which our guests all commented that he was a good JOP and some of them have actually asked for his contact details. He was also very nice and gave us advice on what to do. We had originally only wanted one march in (after our solemnization), but seeing that there were many guests already there, he suggested that we have a march in before our solemnization which I felt was a nice touch to our wedding. We highly recommend him as your first choice if you’re looking for a solemnizer.

Brothers and Sisters
We kept it simple and asked 3 of our closest friends (in my case, my sister and Eugene’s sister plus one of my good friend who have been there for me for years – Meow Ling), to help us.

There wasn’t any gatecrash so it was even easier.

I remember Eugene’s brothers asking what to wear on the actual day and I told them it’s up to them, which made them super happy lol.

Program on actual day
This was done up with reference to a few other files that we found online as well as our own experience at weddings and how we wanted it to be like.

We kept it simple since there wasn’t any changing of dress – only one march in, video montage as well as speech and toast.

We kept to working with Ivan on the actual day as his price was reasonable and his professionalism was there.
Same goes for Mint!

Deco/wedding favours
This was part of the wedding package with Orchid Country Club, so all we did was to make decisions and choose.
We chose espresso mugs as well as passport holders. Interestingly the passport holders were the more popular ones!

I’d worked with Happy Gorillas on one occasion and had used their photobooth at a friend’s wedding.
The good thing about their photobooth is that the pictures are not small. I understand having credit card sized pictures, but they’re so small that I can barely see the pictures properly. And if you see how people keep the photos, if they’re big enough, they will put it on display at their home, their desks etc.
Value for money prices as well and they allowed for customization of the frame!

Live band
Lastly, live band for the guests!
If you’ve been to buffet weddings, you’ll know that they are boring. People eat at most 2 rounds and they get bored and sit around doing nothing. Hence, we decided to hire a live band to entertain the guests.

We booked Jeremy and Sky from Merry Bees (they work with a few other companies as well I believe) and topped up for Jeremy to be the Emcee as well. I was very worried about how it would go on the actual day (because I saw a friend’s emcee that he booked from a vendor screwing up his whole wedding) but his professionalism was just amazing!! I needn’t worry at all. His singing was also very good and a lot of friends raved about the band after the wedding!

We almost wanted to confirm with another vendor with regards to booking someone else for the band, but they turned out to be super unprofessional and we gave up trying after a month trying to confirm with them. Do comment with your email address and I’ll let you know which vendor.

Will update with pictures once they are sent over!

*Note: we gave various amounts of Ang baos to our vendors, JOP, brothers and sisters as well.

Would like to thank all the vendors and everyone who helped out at our wedding (25 Feb 2017)!

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Cotton Bleu.

Went out with my best friend in office (since I returned to work) to try some escargots, coz he’d never had them before. I remembered I was just randomly saying that I have a craving for escargots, and my friend said that he’d never tried it before, so we agreed on having it someday.

I must say that I had a really good dinner that I haven’t had in a really long while.

So we decided on where to eat last week via Hungrygowhere.com. One of our client’s atas restaurant popped-up, and my friend picked it but the price was wayyyy out of my budget (I could buy a cajon with that amount) and some bad reviews were present too, so I clicked around and spotted Cotton Bleu. That had all positive ratings and reviews.

It’s a very nice place with a nice ambience. I realise that there are some pretty good cafes/bistros in the area that I could check out.

Anyway, Cotton Bleu is located next to Ice Edge 2!!! Nice.

Didn’t take much pictures with my DSLR. Gosh I just need something that can focus at a nearer distance =/

We got the set meal thingy. Haha.

Atas places serve bread!! Cause of my eczema returning today lol. Blame it on my greediness.

The reason why we were there. The escargots are just too good. Comparable to the one I had on Royal Caribbean! (wil blog about it soon!)

Poulet Basquaise – Basically chicken and pasta in tomato kinda sauce. The chicken here is just heavenly softttt. And the pasta was cooked just right omg!! I seldom eat chicken when I see the bones, but I finished this one.

Boeuf bourguignon – Pretty filling according to my friend! He has a way big appetite and if it’s filling for him, it means something. I tried a bit of the beef, soft and has a nice taste to it. Nothing to strong for people who doesn’t like beef.

Banana Turon – This. Is. Good.

Lavender Infused Cake – To be honest, I only know how Lavender smells like, but am guessing that the little bits in the cake are lavender flowers? The top of the cake is melted sugar. Crispy and nice. Just feeling hungry thinking about it.

(Wah just had a Déjà vu… As though I’d typed the above before)

Oh and the chef was nice who came out and asked if our food was alright 🙂

Cotton Bleu

205 Upper Thomson Road

Past week was rather confusing and upsetting. But hey it’s all ok now.
Don’t wish to quarrel with a good friend again.
And when I get upset, it’s just amazing what things I will do that I won’t regret :X

Had a good conversation, and I just feel that some people are misunderstood.
Just hope that I’m right.

Thank you, if you’re reading this 🙂

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My Story: Fifty Cents Shirt

So this “Fifty Cents” shirt has been with me for quite a while. At least 5 years. I got it from This Fashion wayy back then. I liked the colour but it was quite fitting for me then so I seldom wore it. It was only after I entered poly that I started wearing it more frequently.

Because of the word “Fifty Cents” on it, people often come up with jokes when they see me wearing it that I got it for 50 cents (I didn’t) or that perhaps I cost 50 cents (don’t get the 2nd joke though). I think the words were there because of the rapper “50 Cent”, who was very popular when I got that shirt back then.

I brought this shirt with me when I went to Chengdu as the material’s pretty thick and it was rather cold then when I went over. Kept me warm in Jiuzhaigou and Er Mei Shan. 🙂

As most of you who know me knows, I gained quite a lot of weight when I went to Chengdu and when I came back, that shirt was pretty tight and small for me. Wearing it would make my tummy bulge out (eeks).

I didn’t wear that shirt for quite some time.

It was only recently that I took out the shirt and started wearing it.

Quite amazed by how big that shirt is to me now. It just showed how much weight I’ve lost to be able to fit in properly now.

Looking back, it was hard work losing the unhealthy weight (I’m in the acceptable range now) and this shirt was here to prove that I did.

Got to continue to keep myself healthy.

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My Story: Accidents.

Had the sudden inspiration to type this out after Huzz hurt his palm again. It reminded me of my own previous few injuries.

Actually there were 3 scary accidents that happened to me that resulted in the injuries that I had. It wasn’t as bad as those who’d fell and broke their arms and all that, but it was still pretty painful.

The first happened when I was in primary 1 or 2. I can’t recall exactly, but I remembered that my sister was still in kindergarten then (my mum fetched me to school). There was a slope in front of my house that I have to walk to get to school (the slope’s not exactly there anymore as a garden’s been built over it). That morning, I was happy (for some reason that I can remember) and decided to walk backwards down the slope. Then I fell… and ended up crying.

I think I’d scraped my elbows and knees and was late for school that day (mum brought me home to wash the wounds and all).

The next scary accident happened to me in primary 5. Let’s backtrack for a bit.

In primary 4, I was posted to a class where all my classmates were from different primary 3 classes. In fact, it was in primary 4 where many things happened to me (e.g. me failing Maths, me being in the same class as Lester, me not being in any cliques). There was this classmate, let’s call her YB, who many in class disliked. I didn’t like her too at the beginning. Why? It’s coz she bites her nails.

Her fingers were always wet with her saliva I remember and there was one point in time when I had to sit in front of her in class. Her table had wet patches of her saliva and her finger nails were chewed up badly. That’s why many of us didn’t really like her.

But it was when I was sitting in front of her that I became her friend. Back then, I wouldn’t say that I didn’t feel disgusted about her habit, but I probably was the only person who really talked to her. I felt that she’s a nice person with her bad habit as her vice.

Anyway, it just so happened that one day in primary 5 (we weren’t classmates anymore), I had recess with her and when we were to assemble at the assembly area, I stepped on this drain metal cover and fell right into the drain.

I was (and am) a very petite girl and fell all the way till only my arms were above ground level. I didn’t really feel the pain but was more shocked about the sudden fall. The drain metal cover wasn’t replaced properly and had given away.

I’m so thankful that she was with me. No one else around us knew what to do but scream -_-” She, however was pretty calm and kept attempting to pull me out of the drain. She kept asking if I was okay and that was when I looked at my right leg and saw that there was quite a bit of skin being scrapped off by the fall and it was bleeding. It was pretty scary to look at.

YB helped me to my form teacher (Mdm See) and she immediately took me to the Sick Bay and cleaned up my wound. It got quite painful at that point of time.

I think the wound healed after about 3 weeks. Thankfully there wasn’t any scars.

The last scary accident that happened was in secondary 4 (or was in 3? Argh I can’t remember). It was during PE when we were playing basketball-rugby (basically, basketball, but everyone could shove everyone else hahaha) when I was running for the basketball when I tripped on the ball and fell.

The good thing was that I got the ball.
The bad thing was that I scraped about half of the skin of my right palm off and quite a lot of skin on my knees.

Again, it didn’t hurt at first, but after a while, it got super painful and I decided to look at my palm and almost fainted. =x

The pain got pretty bad, but luckily my PE lesson was only 30 minutes. I quickly forced myself to run up the stairs to the 4th floor where my classroom was (ah, it was sec 4 then) and almost blacked out when I reached my seat. I kept seeing yellow patches around and had difficulty breathing while running back to class.

Anyway, as I had a class after that, i tried to put a plaster on the wound but it hurt too much. I forced myself to copy the maths notes and all. During recess, I went to look for my friend who’s in Red Cross and she helped me clean my wound (yellow solution, ouch!). Pretty interesting thing that day was that my friend Joseph (from another class) and another sec 4 guy had also hurt themselves and were in the Sick Bay as well.

I will never forget the pain.
I don’t intend to add on anymore to this list. 🙂

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My Story: My past crushes

*Huzz allowed me to post this entry =)

Haha. I think many people who know me might want to read this. Anyway, I won’t name them here, though there are a few possibilities to which you may know the people that I’m going to mention:
1) You are my sister *waves*
2) You are Huzz
3) You’ve been reading my blog since forever
4) You’ve decided to go through my blog entries to find the names of the people.
5) You are the person involved (the percentage being <1%)

Not password protecting this entry is a difficult decision to make, but I’m not going to be “secondary school” or a teen about this since it’s long over.

For so many years of my life, I’ve so far had 2 major crushes before I found my partner in life.

“Crush” would mean having thoughts of wanting to be with that person repeatedly over a period of time (gosh I sound so science).

The first crush I had was on this guy whom I knew through this national performance when I was 11. I first noticed him because he was with his father walking around the area during a rehearsal’s break. I felt it was weird to have your parent around (most of our parents don’t hang around until after the rehearsals) and he looked sick (he was wearing a jacket in the middle of the day). Also, another thing that I noticed was that he was small in build as well, just like me. Smaller sized people tend to notice others of the same build.

The funny thing was that, after some arrangements to where we were supposed to stand and perform at, he was placed at my immediate left, and there were also some parts of the performance where we had to face each other, so I got the chance to look at him most of the time *laughs*.

We didn’t really keep in touch after that performance, handphones were rare then, calling a person was unusual if you don’t really have anything important to talk about (family rule), and oh, I think I wrote a letter to him (and also other friends made in that performance) and received a reply and then I didn’t reply.

It was probably after having a computer in sec 1 that allowed me to continue communicating with him. I honestly do not know what we talked about then, probably Harry Potter I think.

I remember this pretty innocent (but seemingly pointless on my part) arrangement for us to meet each year to exchange birthday gift. haha. It only happened once a few years ago, and I believe, strangely enough, that it was not long after that when I stopped thinking of him as a crush but as a friend.

We don’t really contact now, except on facebook, but I believe that I wasn’t really much of a friend to him and I’m glad it remained so.

I had a crush on this guy from secondary 1 to secondary 3. In fact, it was after a CCA camp that for some reason made me stop crushing on him. That realisation happened a few days after the camp, and that was quite a relief actually.

I believe that he knew that I had a crush on him then, and was still pretty nice to me and all that. Not many guys back in secondary school knew how to handle such things and that friend was probably one of those popular student in school that had a lot of admirers and all. I’m still friends with him.

I wasn’t sure what made me have a crush on him back in sec 1. I hardly knew him until the end of sec 1 when I was involved in this science conference. Even so, I knew I wasn’t that popular in school and only talked to him, at most, online.

I would say that he helped me a lot, especially because I wanted to switch CCAs. And contrary to what many people believed, I honestly did not want to switch CCA because of him. At that time, he was part of the plus of switching CCAs, but no it wasn’t. Music was the one part of me that I really wanted to do and after stopping piano in primary 5, wanting to join a music CCA in sec school is just something that I want. 🙂

I said this was a relief that I finally got over him, as it was a really horrid 3 years to have a crush on that person. It was time consuming and pretty much a waste of time with my gossiping with classmates about who he was with, etc. Looking back, it was a pretty weird experience but otherwise, it allowed me to gain a friend.

Both overlapped with each other in a way I guess. And both cases were more of a one-sided thing (me).

Anyway, I wanted to write these out, as a way of closing that part of my life because I’ve found someone to be with for life. From them, I’ve realised why things didn’t work out, and because of them, I know how I’m supposed to be treated right and how I’m supposed to treat people I love right. =)

I quote Ikeda Sensei:

“If you are neglecting things you should be doing, forgetting your purpose in life because of the relationship you’re in, then you’re on the wrong path. A healthy relationship is one in which two people encourage each other to reach their respective goals while sharing each other’s hopes and dreams. A relationship should be a source of inspiration, invigoration and hope.”

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My Story: SNCO, KK, BB performance at Botanic Gardens (22/2/09)

I learnt a lot during the course of this concert. As a percussionist, my main instruments are usually and most of the time the mallet and timpani instruments but this time, I get to play the drumset! Okay. it’s not the first time I play a drumset during a concert, but it’s the first time I play only the drumset.

For those who don’t know, SNCO (Soka New Century Orchestra), Koteiketai (Fife & Drum Corp) and YMD Brass Band are part of the 3 band branches in the Music & Culture (M&C) branch in Singapore Soka Association (SSA). The other groups under the M&C are the Chinese Orchestra, the Choir, some dance groups etc. There are so many that I may not even know some of it. 🙂

So anyway, we were told last year that we’ll be having a combined performance to let people know that we have such groups in SSA. This is partly to prepare for our recruitment drive coming soon.

When I first heard about the parts & pieces that we were going to play for this performance, I thought I’m in for a tough time. Coz I was the only one left in percussion at that point of time (long story), so I decided that for this performance, I am going to 1) get as many percussionists back as possible 2) improve in my drumset playing.

I have to admit, I was rather slack for the first or second practices that I attended (with regards to this performance), but afterwards, I went to look for the music and basically listened to them all the time until it got to a point of obsession. It’s like, “I can’t listen to other stuff except Love Love Love.”

So when we had one combined and I was told not to play, I basically just broke down and got terribly upset with myself.

I don’t blame anyone else for me not being able to play, I just felt that perhaps I didn’t put in enough effort or wasn’t good enough.

But then again, what I really want was (and still is) a percussion tutor to help me.

Then, I got to know the Koteiketai percussion girls and we went to Uncle Jack‘s place for just one day of help (Wei Fen also came along). That day just inspired me greatly la.

Anyway, I remembered the following week’s practice came by and it was actually a combine rehearsal (I was so doomed) and Wei Fen’s friend, Keith came. Keith’s the guest player playing the bass guitarist and I think he performs a lot outside, so he knew a lot about playing pop songs, where the cymbals must come in and all and he helped me a lot. So I learnt a lot this time from him and Uncle Jack! Thank you both! 😀

Kat also came back from Saudi and I got her and Audrey back!! Happy! Haha. Audrey also brought her friend Lynn to perform with us 🙂 Thank you both Audrey and Lynn! *note to self, send an sms to all of them

Okay, so that was the background story. Now about today.


It rained when we reached Botanic Gardens, as we were all shuffling backstage.

And the culture of Soka is that if you ever have an outdoor performance and it rains, you chant. Haha. it happens for NDP, Chingay, YCF, etc. I’ve done so for the latter 2 kinds of performances and I will never forget about stuff like this. Especially when you see proof that your prayers will be answered.

So we all chanted backstage and it just kept raining and raining until it came to a light drizzle and about 30mins before the performance was about to start, the rain stopped.
How cool is that huh? =)

The performance itself was quite alright. I screwed up a bit but after listening to the video recording of bits that my sis took, i felt it was pretty well done for me. Haha. Thanks to all who encouraged me, especially my dearest bf. 🙂 THANK YOU!

Also thanks to all who came though I don’t really know exactly who, I know some YWD from NUSSD came, my parents, my sis, Huzz, Huzz’s mum 🙂 THANK YOU ALL!

And now, for the pictures. I was the unofficial photographer of the day. The official one was Ji Sheng I believe, coz I realised he was on stage walking around only at the last piece.

Before the performance (Lynn took this)

Me, Lynn and Audrey

The koteiketai percussion girls I was talking about… Erm I only remember Carol‘s name. =x

Weili, Kat, Alice, Shini and Keith. Keith didn’t want his photos online actually but I convinced him to allow me to upload them on fb! haha.

YMD Chief Leonard giving words of encouragement.

haha. Leonard’s son. Haha. He was like dismantling stuff around him.

My sis did some video recordings of bits of our performance (heng she didn’t record my mistake) and I’ll post a link of it when she uploads it. 🙂

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My Story: Basketball and Netball

I first joined my primary school’s Girls Basketball ECA (as CCA was known back then) in Primary 5 because it sounded fun and I was vertically challenged. My Chinese language teacher back then, Ms Lim as I remember, told my class about forming an ECA and inviting the girls to join.

Back then, I didn’t really care about my grades and since basketball apparently would make me grow taller, I joined.

Practices then was pretty fun. I remember it being at the basketball court along with another teacher, Mr Chng (my sister’s form teacher then).

But for some reason, practices stopped sometime before exams and it never continued.

When I first went to HS, for some reason, I decided to join Netball. I was still short as ever and felt that I should join a CCA that would keep me healthy and active. Perhaps I would enjoy sports more. Perhaps I could lose weight.

The funny thing was, I didn’t know there was a band CCA until after I met Wei Shi who always after school or Netball CCA would wait for her friend Shirleen (who was in the band then). By the 2nd month of my netball “career”, I wanted to join band. But back then, I listened to everybody who said band was tough and continued staying in netball.

Everything became really political by the end of the year (netball). Basically, if you weren’t in the “elite” group, you would never be part of the school team no matter how (this is what me and a few other girls perceived). By year 2, it became worst.

I’d learnt a lot about footwork, running, throwing and team work in netball. There was a particular period when I actually looked forward to netball trainings as I realised I was able to keep fit however tough the trainings are. And luckily there was Wei Shi, who thankfully was a good friend. To be honest, if it wasn’t for her being around, I would have quit long ago.

It was that bad for me =x.

To be honest, I dislike politics. When ever any group or event I join becomes political, you would see me stepping out of it, or just walking away. This was what happened for me in netball

I decided to leave the cca at the end of sec 2 and joined the band in Sec 3.

I learnt that when you don’t have the genes to grow tall, you won’t grow tall. But hey, being at my height right now isn’t that bad! 🙂

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My Story: Butterfly (a poem)

I came across this poem back in 2001 during Literature lesson. I still remember that particular day in that classroom (in Lowland Road), where I was sitting at the back of the classroom in a group where we were to discuss on that poem and what we think about it.

I still remember that day very clearly, because I didn’t really enjoy the company of the group I was in coz the other girls were already part of a clique, and at that particular Lit. lesson, they were fighting. No one was really talking to each other then. I didn’t really like literature at that time, because of the teacher (who was fierce) and it required group work. I guess back then, the biggest transition for me from primary school to secondary school was not the location, not the friends, but the need to form groups and do discussion.

There was this particular poem in the textbook that we were using and we were supposed to as a group, discuss about it and share it with the class (another thing which the 13-year-old me disliked). Because they were having some problems, no one really discussed about it, but I particularly found the poem interesting so I thought hard about what to say, in case the group I was in got picked.

Here’s the poem, by Simon Forest:


My thought (then) was that this poem is trying to convey something, that it was like a riddle. So when asked, I shared with the teacher about it and when she asked me what the poem was trying to convey, I stood there not knowing what to say and about less than a minute later, she told me to sit down.

That day taught me a few lessons:
1. Speaking up in class isn’t as scary as I thought it was.
2. What literature is about.
3. Literature is quite fun.
4. The teacher isn’t that fierce afterall.
5. I don’t belong to that group.

The next literature class, I went to another group.

Notes: To any of my 1E1 classmates who are reading this and if you are one of the girls, I didn’t write this to get back at you or anything, but just to pen down one of my memory in words. So no offense!

Come to think of it, now that I look at the poem, I think it’s about birth, life and death? I don’t know. Literature is cool in the way that everyone looks at the poem differently.

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My Story: My first visit to IMM

I’ll never forget my first visit to IMM years ago when I was about 7 or 8.

Because I live in the North-East of Singapore, and my sis and I were quite young then, my parents would rarely bring us out to places which then was considered far, like Jurong or Orchard. So it was quite exciting then to be able to go to IMM. That trip was with my late First aunt, cousin Wei Wen, my sis and my mum.

I honestly do not remember what we saw or bought or ate in IMM, but I remember clearly taking a free shuttle bus from IMM to Jurong East MRT station and then the most memorable part of the trip happened.

I was one of the last few left on the bus after my mum, aunt, couz and sis had alighted and there was a few people, including a small boy behind me. Just when I was going down, the door closed.

And my hand was caught on the door.

Everyone (including the boy behind me) screamed or shouted. I can’t remember if I did. I only remember my right hand being caught on the door, squeezed in between for a few seconds and then the driver opened the door again and I got off. My aunt and mum was obviously furious and went to scold the driver who was nonchalant about it. In fact, he was eating a packet of rice at his seat and even offered us some of it. -_-”

My hand was okay. No fracture nothing, but it left a small mark on my skin, like a blemish or birth mark that till now I couldn’t get rid of. I remember my aunt being very worried at that point of time and poured a lot of medicated oil on my hand and rubbed it in case of bruises or something.

That will be a day I will always remember.

Oh, and my mum called up the next day to IMM’s shuttle bus management or something to complain about that driver. I have no idea what happened after that, but till today, I can still remember him sitting at his driver’s seat, eating his packet of rice and acting nonchalant about closing the door on me.

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My Story: Hokkien the language

I remember there was a time when I was very small when I wondered why my parents knew how to speak a new language that I didn’t (other than English and Mandarin). I was probably around 4 or 5 years old (one of my earliest memories) at that time.

So whenever they spoke that strange, new language, I would just sit there and listen. Listen, listen, listen.

Then one day when I was around 6 years old, I realised I could understand them. I’m serious. Not all of what they’d said, but most of it. Slowly, I learnt the Hokkien dialect.

To me, Hokkien the language isn’t just for crude or rough people. It’s a culture. My relatives at my maternal side communicate with each other through Hokkien every week when we visit Grandma. My parents speak Hokkien to each other (kinda like their own personal language at home). Now, I’m able to understand Hokkien and speak the basics (though I wished I was more confident with it).

Though I also want to learn Cantonese, as Cantonese is considered to be my dialect rather than Hokkien.

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