Winning the title in front of the home fans is simply the bite of the cherry.

The great wall of China is back. 3 months ago, the great wall could only speak pu tong hua. Today, he took the mickey out of everyone by answering us back in Singlish which was pretty hilarious.

Next week, I'll be at Nou camp!

I woke up this morning hoping to see the sun. Instead all I saw were dark clouds.

Finally Mas Selemat is caught. Selamat Datang la brudder.

This is belated but I still like to offer my 5 cent worth of the Aware saga. I was watching the clips on youtube and razortv. The EGM was disorderly, people interrupting people, jeering, taunting, scenes which remind one of primary school children behaving when teachers are not around. I admire the new exco and Josie Lau for behaving professionally despite the masses interrupting them continuously. I think they stood up for what they believe in instead of seating their asses on the couch doing nothing. But the fact that they all came from the same Christian church earns me the thumbs down definitely.

The old exco were another pathetic bunch. Obviously with mass support, they yaya papaya that day. They were clearly sleeping and complacent, so who can they blame when new members suddenly take control of the new exco. What about the thousands of people who suddenly became new members on saturday to support the old guard? People say S factor is a dumb reality tv programme. I think the EGM was even more stupid. End of the day, I don't think last saturday was a step forward for women in Singapore if not a step back.

The newspaper hailed the EGM as a success for our society to be able to settle issues amicably without the government's interference. I beg to differ, I felt the EGM was a utter disgrace and a pathetic show of disrespect between rivals. Even the Greeks in medieval battles showed respect for their enemies. I would rather both guards drew swords and spears and battle in an honourable fashion.

Anyway, once again, welcome back Mr Selamat.

As I stepped out of the seminar room earlier this morning, henceforth it marked the end of my stint in NTU.

I was pretty nervous last night, couldn't sleep thinking of what questions the moderator would ask me. But everything went smoothly, think I did my presentation pretty ok and luckily the questions thrown were so simple, it was literally the icing on the cake.

I guess when I wake up tomorrow morning, it will mark a new beginning of my life. No more clowning around, time to get a job and be serious in life.

As much as I don't want May to end, I am looking forward to June. For I am holding her to her word, what she promised me today.

So it was my grandmother's birthday celebration yesterday at Republic Plaza last night. It was a high class posh restaurant located on the 62nd floor with a spectacular night view and only invited members can dine there. My uncle being the privileged one. So you may have all the moolah in the world but without invitation, sorry, the highway is there. The food was good, but between every dish, we had to wait 30 min and the portion was really small.

As usual , my father chose where he wanted to sit to avoid seating with one of my uncle. He even told me to sit elsewhere, so I ended up with the young people's table. So yeah. I was surprised that my youngest cousin is in JC1 cos I always had the impression that she was still in secondary school. Guess I haven't been showing up other than my yearly grandmother's birthday dinner. My mother had to rub in by saying 'Nowadays you can see him means you lucky I tell you'. I just put on my big smile.

My cousin was asking me fuuny questions like how old I was (she guessed correctly), did I watch American Idol and Amazing race, who is my favourite friends character, do I intend to move out of the house after graduation, is my sister younger or older than me (hello??), is she gonna come back etc. I answered as truthfully as possible and when she asked why, I just told her that when she reach my age, she will know why. Haha. Anyway I turned the tables on her and asked her stuff like does she have a bf, has she drank alcohol yet and started clubbing. Well apparently she is on the clean path. Unlike what I was in CJC. I have regrets in life definitely, but should I die one day, I can truthfully say, I never regretted going to CJC.

Cheers.

A king may move a man, a father may claim a son. That man can also move himself. And only then does that man truly begin his own game.