O’s are over. They are finally over. No need to study, no need to get up early, no need to burn the midnight oil, no need….to do anything basically.

I’ve been reading blogs and I realised that there are so many people that blog with ‘posh’ english. Maybe it’s a part of their daily vocabulary, but to me its very extravagant english. BUT I SHANT, I SHANT FOLLOW THIS TREND AND I SHALL BLOG WHATEVER COMES TO MIND, EVEN IF ITS PRIMARY 1 STANDARD ENGLISH.

Anyway, the holidays are already taking its toll on me. Monday was pretty enjoyable. Went to meet mums at velocity cause the cotton on there was the only one that had the sweater I liked in ‘M’. Tuesday I went out with Evan haha got a frappe, a shirt, and I was pretty happy. Been running too ahahhaahah. I thought I wouldn’t have the motivation to run but I actually feel quite guilty if I don’t go. Its been 5 days straight, I deserve an award.

Anyway can’t wait to watch catching fire but this kristine tay IS NOT REPLYING.


ok bye


Foreign Guilty Pleasures

It all started with an MV on MTV on a Thursday in 2011 during the September school holidays. Who would have ever thought something I detested with all my heart and all my soul would now be one of the things keeping me sane during bleak times. It is a form of escape, an addiction really. When you’re indulging, it seems like everything happening around you has lost its importance. You are momentarily brought to another world, to experience a different culture, a different language and different humour.

So it started in Sec 2, 2 years after I sweared that for the life of me, I would never adapt to this invasion of language and culture into our english-oriented music. Then Hands Up played on MTV….who would have expected a kpop song to play during MTV’s Chart Attack. But anyway, it happened and thus began my exploration into this unknown new world (haha pun on snsd’s Into the New World).

I practically spent my December holidays watching every single 2pm variety show there was. I must say I have no regrets. Sec 3 was the birth of my love for Running Man. Not only was it ridiculously funny, but it IS ONE AND A HALF HOURS LONG. Like hell yeah?!

And then the sudden want to learn this language? So it was nights of staring at phone apps trying to memorise the hangul, how to read, how to write, learning new vocabulary.

The sense of accomplishment you feel when you learn how to sing a song. And the excitement that courses through you when you realise that you actually understand what you’re singing. wahhhh. New MVs, new groups, new shows its a growing industry.

But our generation idols are dying out..돌아와. 2pm, snsd, Super Junior are disappearing. At least there’s still Beast, Teen Top and the new BTOB and EXO ha.