Memories of West Spring

Well, morning time here and in a better state of mind to write in my blog. Always here to please my fans. Well my one fan … *laughs her head off*

Anyways, I was checking on my email account and to my dissapointment our school did not get to the preliminary rounds for the e-animation competition. Really feel bad for the girls who put in so much effort for the competition.

They spent alot of time after the school holidays and it was a very valiant self effort. Not to sound bitter, but I can bet you that the work done by the finalists are probably done by a hired professional. Most of the competitions done by schools are. So I guess I’m not too thrilled about the whole scene when I first found out about it.

This is a scene from the e-animation.

Hopefully we could do better for the next year. I really know the kids has potential to win. They just really need to get their butts kicks and stop being so lifeless and procrastinating ..Grrr!

Work … I know that I’ve complained to quite a bit of people about it. Too stressful. Not enough pay. Too much work. No free time. No social life. Rude kids. Demanding bosses. Out of the world colleagues. Thats all true. There isnt a job in this world that doesnt come with its own problems. But I’ve heard of a saying that goes by “every job has its own problems. What makes a job worthwhile, is if you could find a job with problems that you enjoy solving” I try my best to go through that very sound advice.

I’ve always enjoyed teaching for one thing. Its nice to interact with people and them fill them with information and see their faces light up when they understand something and do a task beautifully. It feels like such a proud achievement for me. Teaching is also something of a two way road, where you dont only talk, but you also listen and learn from each other. And I guess in a way, I’ve been slowly being quite attached to my little monkeys *coughs* I mean my students.

I remember when during their examination and I was invigilating. I was sitting there looking at their faces and remember how they looked like when I first saw them. And then I think about how fast time passes by. And then I thought sadly at how they will leave soon and that I wont be teaching them anymore. Thats the thing about teaching and emotions. A person could really get attached whether they want to or no πŸ˜›

West Spring is now moving to a new campus. I cant help but feel a feeling of “end” while packing my things and remembered the different memories from when I first came to the school. And just the same, I know that I’d probably not stay there permanently. But I will definitely miss it should I go. West Spring Secondary would definitely have a place in my heart.

Welcome back Geri :)

Geri’s back in Singapore! Welcome back, lady! I’ve missed you! Anyways, I’m a little brain dead at the moment. But I’ll update this soon … Well, I *did* promise and update but I never said how long …*laughs*

Anyway, this is a picture from the bbq for the moment πŸ™‚

From the back, left to right
sky, thomas, bk, millie, doris, ck, hong boon
middle : hema (in pink) julie hidden by hema, sn, ph, shahim, mohammad
front : william (in purple) toad πŸ˜› and zuraidah πŸ™‚

Oh and me, in black

A few updates

I dont know what happened, tried to update my blog yesterday and then hit publish post and somehow at the same time the server decides not to post it. Okay, I thought fine, just press back and it will be there again. Empty screen. Nope, that didnt worked. Good thing its not that much typing I guess.

Anyways, just a couple of updates that I’d like to post really quickly πŸ™‚

1. Got me a new domain last week. rinaz.net is mine πŸ™‚ Will try to update it with the new layout I am thinking of getting. (picture quality is bad though, ran out of batteries and thats the only shot I have at the moment)

2. Went out with my ex classmates on last sat. It was really nice to meet friends we havent seen for a long time before. Most looked different πŸ™‚ Still the same inside though. Reminisced about our times in school. This part will be updated when I get the pics from Hizam πŸ™‚

3. Our idea of setting up a business might be materialising πŸ™‚ Am looking forward to making our dream come true πŸ™‚ We’ve got 6 months to prepare ourselves.

I’ll update this page again later. Have been on a buzz from watching the screen too long … lol

(runs to get eye drops)

New Webbie :)

Just wanted to post real quick, that I’ve registered for a new site! After months and months of just “thinking about it” I finally just jumped in when I saw that brinkster was having a 50% off their regular personal account. So it was just like 2US dollars a month. My mind just went whoa. And now rinaz.net is mine .. yaay πŸ™‚

I was looking around in google for other things with the word rinaz. I found out that rinaz.com belonged to a church. There is also an artist called rinaz that does painting too. There seems to be alot of males called rinaz.

So anyway, I’m thinking up for a new format for the new site. Although I’ve always been fond of green, I am thinking of scrapping the old format and change the look altogether. Gotta look more professional … or at least try to.

There are alot of things that I want to say, I just have to start beating myself with a stick cause I’m just such a procrastinator!

Julie’s asking me to go phuket next week. I really really would like to. Gotta get in sync before the new year.

Hari Raya Time :)

Been pretty busy with hari raya over at my side, its pretty exhausting having to clean and prepare stuff for the house. This is the part which I dont enjoy about the holidays, and thats all the prep work πŸ˜›

Anyhow, I think I’m going to have a lie down for a while, which is quite a strange change for me, because of the routine that I’ve been doing for the 30 days previously, during this time, I’d be getting ready for the Tarawih (look at my tummy expand in just 2 days which I took 30 days to shrink πŸ˜›

I’ll update the blog later, I suppose … and Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri to everyone reading πŸ™‚

Of tides and dryness

Looks like I havent been updating my blog for a while. It wasnt that I was extremely busy. I guess I just havent had the chance to do so. I’ve contemplated on a lot of topics to talk about. Sometimes, admittedly to the extent that in some mundane situations, like while waiting for the bus, I’d have conversations with my head. Yes, I can get schizophrenic at times. But most creative geniuses are like that I suppose.

Anyway, while I’m typing this Blog, I’m also checking my yahoo email and guess what I’m doing? I’m pretty much just clicking on the ad mails that I have in my specifically made “junk mail” where I sign up for paid to click for websites. Basically, what that means is that usually when I open up my yahoo email, there’d be a couple of emails waiting. There’d be a link in each mail and for each link, once clicked, I will get a small amount ranging from 3 cents to 2 dollars.

Unfortunately it takes a whole load of clicking before I can actually draw real moolah out of this because they have a goal you’d have to reach first. I dont know why or how or when I signed up for one in the first place. All I know is, that its kind of therapeutic having a routine like that.

I’ll let you guys know when I reach my million dollars! Heh

Anyways, on the topic of money, its amazing isnt it? Such a small flat thing could bring in so much power. Its brought alot of comforts and pain for some people.

I cannot remember who said this but there was a saying from a famous 50’s or 60’s actress that said something like “I’d rather be rich and sad on a rolls royce than poor and happy on a bicycle”

What’ll you want eh?

My battle with acne

There are days when you look in the mirror and you think to yourself, “Hey I look pretty good. My skin looks clear, practically no eye-bags and my hair looks so shiny and managable”.

Today is not that day.

Last Friday, I wake up to having my skin feeling quite rough, like sandpaper. Okay, I thought. Better be a little more gentle on my skin. Maybe that Biore wash didn’t work very well. I’d better stop using that.

Come Saturday, I had little zits around my mouth. It swelled more on Sunday.

Come Monday, I had a really huge zit next to my mouth. Words cannot express how mortified I was. I looked like someone punched me and missed my mouth and landed on my jaw instead.

I felt really unattractive looking in the mirror. That huge swell. And the little tiny yellow dots. Yuck! Smiling felt weirdΒ too.

I contemplated what I did wrong.

  • Was it the facial wash?
  • Was it the food intake I took?
  • Was it the dehydration from the fast?
  • Was it from the germs from clothes and carpets?
  • Was it hormonal changes?
  • Is it because I didn’t pray enough? God?
  • Stress? Maybe eh

I’ve always hated it when I’ve gotten zits. Ever since I was 12, I’ve been plagued with this horrible skin malaise. I’ve always envied people who’ve gotten clear skin, like my best friend Hema for one. She’s never had these kind of problems. I learnt that both her parents never had zits either.

It was the type of zits that was on and off. I even remembered having a little book journal where I jotted down the different types of skin products that I was using and noted how it reacted on my skin.

It didn’t get so bad till I went to Junior College. The zits literally popped out. It was so bad that I had a birthday card with a classmate signing in

“Dear Marina, Happy birthday! Hope your pimples heal faster”

I really felt low. Unattractive. Disgusting. I sought out ways to cure myself.

But how was I to do that? How was a teen, not working, with no money, find ways to cure my problem without having to ask my parents for the money? For the longest time, I’ve always been independent on my stance about money – never liked asking for money, even from my parents.

So at length, I decided to go to a polyclinic. It was a government subsidised clinic where one can get prescriptions and check ups by the doctors at a very subsidized price. So one day, after school I proceeded to have an appointment.

The few things bad about the polyclinic is that its VERY slow. I had to wait for hours before the nurse called my name to enter next.

I sat down on the chair and the doctor asked me a few questions. She scribbled on a piece of paper, handed it to me and said thank you. I think that took less than 5 mins.

But anyway, what she prescribed to me was Tetracycline. It was a red and yellow pill that was supposed to stabilize hormones. I took 2 pills an hour before I had any meals.

I felt so pretty 6 months after when my entire face was clear. And stopped since I wasn’t supposed to take it long term.

But my zits flare up again,Β I think 2 years back. Again I went to the polyclinic, this time I was referred to the National Skin Center. Same thing again, the doctor asked me a few questions after me waiting for some time. And in less than 5 mins I was on my way. (I wasn’t particularly happy with one of the doctors there, she wasn’t very thorough with the check up and seemed to just want to get itover and done with)

This time they prescribed with a stronger drug called Doxycyclene. And again in 6 months. I was clear again!

But I didn’t enjoy the cycle of having to go to the doctors and then have clear skin for a while and then going back to the doctors again. I wanted something more permanent. I wanted something more natural.

I scoured the net for some inspiration and found a few articles that was interesting. “How to cure acne in 3 days” (yeah right) there were some also which looked pretty fascinating read. But I wasn’t prepared to shell out 50 US dollars for their e-book (not a physical book mind you and then I found an acne sufferers community. It looked pretty well documented. I read the articles and then followed some of the tips like kidney flush and reducing sugar and oil and it worked pretty nicely for me.

I then proceeded to up the ante a little by going to have facials to clear my pores. I hated the part when they poked my face and squeezed the zit out (extraction, they called it) I don’t really see any physical difference though.

Then the last facial session was a little horrible. It hurt a lot. When the beautician did her extraction. I couldn’t take it any more. Worst part is the next day, some zits came out. When I used my proactive facial wash, it stung my face.

So I went to a hunt for new facial routine in Jurong Point (the shopping centre I usually go to) I went to Sasa. There was this lady who tried to cajole me to get this facial masque. She said that it was really good. I tried my best not to stare at her blacked acne.

Then I went to a Fancl counter and read that it was all natural and preservative free. It looks pretty good. I gave the fennaty trial set a try. When I went home, joy! It didn’t sting my face and the lotion felt gentle and cooling.

Pretty soon my face was almost back to as it was before πŸ™‚

So I’ve absolutely no idea why the very sudden explosion. And I really cant point to any reasons to it. But at the moment, I’m REALLY watching what I put in my mouth. My mom tried to console me by telling me of stories of her wedding day. She said that while she was getting made over. The make over artist said that her acne was so bad … that she had to put extra layer of make up over her face. Kids commented “the bride looked like she had cooties”

She gave me a tip that might gross some people out. I’ve heard this tip before too. I honestly don’t know if its old wives tale or whatever. But she (and a few other good samaritans said that) to have a clear skin, take your underwear. Make sure its clean. While its wet with water, gently rub it over your face and say a prayer.

I cringed the first time I heard it. But I’m actually okay with it nowΒ … HAHAHAHAHAHA … shows how desperate I am right now.

I’m sorry for the very long post. But I really gotta rant. I really feel ugly

Update: Do read Evolution of face on my battle with acne in June 2006

Something about Geri by marina diaz

Just wanted to add in a quick post before I pass out or something. Have been feeling extra lethargic more than ever. Today marks the 15th day of the fasting month or ramadhan. Normally I wouldnt feel as tired though after fasting for a day. I guess I’m growing older πŸ˜›

But I love the month mainly because there is less distractions then. With my mind not concentrating on food and other things, I’m able to focus on the more important things like the tasks in front of me and do things that I am supposed to do for once. And amazingly enjoy it.

For example, I was able to do a little bit of animation for an E-Animation competition which is due come the 20th November. It isnt much, but I’m glad that a little bit is started. As they say, it all starts with the first step.

I hope to show the completed works in here once its done πŸ™‚

I managed to talk to geri for a little while on msn. She just got her thesis to go and will be on her way to have a Masters! Good on her! Pity that she has to go through all the stress, I dont know if I could handle it as well as she does. Cant wait till she comes back to Singapore and catch up with her.

Geri’s practically the *only* internet friend that I’ve kept in touch with on a regular basis. Its funny how we met. I think it was about 2000 or 2001 and I was chatting in mirc in a channel called #singapore. We clicked because we both loved to joke around and gossip about people. At the time, she went out with a person I used to know from Mendaki. I used to go out to the frequent outings from mirc – however I never met Geri from those outings. Instead, I think I only really got to know her one night when she was feeling distraught. She didnt type and seem to be herself on mirc and I remembered that she gave me her phone number a while back before that night.

I took the courage and gave her a a first time call and asked if she was alright. She wasnt. The guy, with we both knew, made her upset. Really upset. We then decided to meet for the first time. I first met her in Orchard and I saw a young lady wearing black tee and nice fitting jeans with shoulder length hair.

Me : Hi! Are you Geri?
Her : Yeah! Marina? Do you wanna eat? I’m starving!

What struck me about her the most is her energy and how outgoing and affable self. She’s a wonderful person to talk to, intelligent and charismatic.

I really cant remember where we went to have lunch or what we did while in Orchard, but she left a lasting impression on me. We met again for some while before she had to leave for Australia where she was studying. But we still kept in touch every now and then on msn or email or sms.

Sometimes I’m still amazed at the fact that I’m still friends with her, more from the fact that the shelf life of an internet friend for me never go beyond 6 months. but then I realise that she’s more than just an internet friend. She’s already has a firm solid friendship with me, just like a regular type of friendship – the type one makes while in school or at work.

So, as corny as it sounds, here’s to eternal friendship!