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 Hihi! I am Serene Heng:) I was born on 22 December 1988, a huge baby who weighed over 9 pounds. I grew up in a humble house, raised by my adorable parents. I have two elder sisters, 4 nieces, 1 nephew, and 1 rabbit. Hahaha はじめまして。 どうぞよろしくお願いします！  2015 Resolutions
1) Learn how to swim2) Learn to speak the Japanese language 3) Go for dance classes 4) Take part in Oschool Dance Recital 5) Help my P6 students do well for PSLE 6) Decent savings in my bank 7) Run 100km by 2013 Nuffnang
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`°•.¸¸.•°` Thursday, July 30, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
Tags--leave a comment ( 0 ) jos: hohoho, when i put on make up, i do the full set. from toner to bb cream to foundation to eyeliner to mascara to eyebrow to blusher. Hahaha. I dont put falsies =) But if I am running out of time, then it would be eyeliner mascara and eyebrow. zw: know me by reading my blog=) van: drop me a mail at sereneheng@live.com ya. *** SCHOOL IS STARTING AGAIN! I dont' want I dont' want I don't want =( I am trying to plan my timetable in a way such that my school days and off days are the same as M. But I am afraid it's quite impossible. Even Ethan Hunt would fail this mission. Aiyaya. Been spending a lot of time with M and I love it! =) We played Mario Kart on Wii without fail everytime I visit his house. And we finally concluded that the winning factor goes to the wii controller of Player 1. It has little to do with the human player's skill. Hahaha. And then we played chinese chess. Real physical tangible wooden chess. I lost, as usual. I never won a single round of chess in my life before. Haha. Back then when I was still a secondary school kid, I remembered someone showed me this website filled with many pictures of abandoned destroyed buildings. I was lucky to be able to track down the site again. =) Here's some pictures to share. Tohoku Little Wooden School by Tadashi Taro Shibakoen The School of the Abandoned  Little passage way into the wild  Cupboard for your shoes  Forgotten  Drawers  Teacher's desk  Clean the board  The little one's  Classroom  Know your exit  More to come! `°•.¸¸.•°` Sunday, July 26, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
Thank you all who commented on my board! =)leave a comment ( 0 ) Yes Im still recovering from the illness, but the sore throat just wont go away! Haha, all the medicine's making me drowsy. To the extent that I sleep at 9pm everyday! Hahah. But of coz, I still wake up at 12mn though. Guess my biological clock isn't use to the new timing yet. I need to visit a skin doctor! My complexion is so horrible! sick
`°•.¸¸.•°` Saturday, July 25, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
With a body temperature of 38.8 degree celsius, it really wasn't a fabulous idea to go home myself because my legs seemed to be made of grass jelly and they just couldn't support my fat body. So I did a little silent cheer inside my head when M decided to fetch me home. Brownie showed her concerns too by furiously licking my arms and legs.leave a comment ( 0 ) When I reached home, I was greeted by two pairs of worried eyes. My parents wanted to bring me to a doctor, but it would be pointless because I just swallowed two panadols so the presciptions by the doctor couldn't be taken. I told them my case and with a little more persuasion, they finally allowed me to head back to my room and sleep. I shut the windows, leaving a mere 2cm gap for ventilation. With door closed, I changed into a thick tee-shirt and slided into my bed with blanket covering up till my neck. Everything was done in a slow motion as I couldn't afford any big drama moves now. It's going to send earthquake to my head. Before I realised, it was nearly 9pm. I thought I could just slipped into a dream. My aim for the night was to perspire as much as I could and bathe tommorow morning. But apparently, it didn't go as plan. I couldn't sleep. My body was aching and I wasn't perspiring, albeit the windows and all. My right nostril was blocked, so I laid more to my left for me to breathe better. I changed numerous positions, all the time not sweating. Until what seemed to me like 45mins, that I eventually lost my consciousness. Before I went into deeper sleep, I was awoken by the opening of my heavy door. From the sound of walking, I knew it was dad. He wrapped his hands around my arm to check on my temperature and concluded that I was still running a fever. Mom wasn't quite asleep yet so she came into my room to check as well. She insisted that I should see a doctor now. What happened to the point that I made earlier on? It was hard to fall asleep and I hadn't perspire a single bit. Losing my patience, I raised my voice and told her that we are going to see the doctor tommorow. Door closed. I woke up again at near 1am, this time round I was drown in a sea of sweat. My shirt reeks of sweat smell and so were my blanket. I was smart enough not to let baby rabbit come near the picture. Coincidentally, dad came into my room again. Telepathy. My fever had subsided and I really felt like bathing. He went to tell mom about the bathing and she advised me otherwise. She helped me pick out a new tee-shirt from the closet for me to change into and went to get a wet hand towel for me to clean myself. Before I could continue to clean my back, she took the towel from me, put it through running waters and came back with a clean towel. She helped me scrubbed my back and the back of my neck before coaxing me to go back to sleep again. This morning, I woke up at 7am, windows 10cm apart. My head wasn't spinning like it did last night. I realised how awful and irrespectful I was to my parents but they continued to take care of me like a baby. I love you dad. I love you mom. I'm sorry for raising my voice. And I thank God for blessing me with such lovable and wonderful parents and family. P.S Tagboard is up again. So if you have anything you wanna vomit at, do it. I deleted all the message because it's a sore to see people arguing on my pretty blog. `°•.¸¸.•°` Thursday, July 23, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
As much as I would love to blog( and brag), Blogger is giving headaches! The format of the editing layout is all wrong! Could the maintainence guys please do something about it? Quick?leave a comment ( 0 ) Done so much things over the past few days and now im officially sick. Guess I had too much sweetness in my blood. Read http://www.rheumatic.org/sugar.htm Pretty much explained why the cough, the cold and high temperature came into picture. But I'm recovering now! Yay! The haters must be cursing and swearing now. Hohoho. I love Blair! I wanna get her headbands! `°•.¸¸.•°` Tuesday, July 21, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
Thank you all who defended me, though you might know me in person or not. Thank you. I appreciated it. But you do not have to waste your effort explaining white is white, because the senseless beings will forever believe what they see is black.leave a comment ( 1 ) Like I said earlier, to that dear lilser on my tagboard, you can stop trying to imitate me and reply tags. Why do you want to pretend that you have voluminous hair when you are actually bald? Sigh, didn't expect a seemingly harmless post will ignite such big hoohaa. But I'm glad that Hello said what he felt, compared to some people who sneak up like a dirty rat to my friends and talked behind my back. Just when you think the room is empty, you forgot that the walls have ears. Sigh..Let it rest, let it rest. This is yet another BRAINLESS post. Pun intended. AIA
`°•.¸¸.•°` Saturday, July 18, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
leave a comment ( 0 ) AIA ANNUAL AWARDS 2009 We had a briefing one day before the event with Janelle, the event coordinator. Coincidently, she is also the model whom I worked with early this year in the cheongsum photoshoot. =) Altogether, there are 6 girls hired for this event. I was the first to arrive for the briefing. When the other girls came together, I was secretly praying that I won't be outcasted coz they already know each other and have their own cliques. Fortunately, my prayer works. Muahahaha! Gillian, Jennis, Jennifer, Joanna, Serene, Janice The event were split into two segments, a morning and a night one. We were told to report at 7.15am at the day itself to prepare for rehearsal and all. Our jobs are pretty simple, 4 to transport trophies up the stage and 2 to be the ushers for the guest. I picked the former role! Hahaha.Come 10.50am, we are done for the morning segment and were given a straight 6 hours break until the night segment. HOHOHO. Initially, most of us intended to go home and rest before reporting at night time again. But we changed our plans and decided to head down to Tampinese 1 together instead. For? To cut hair. Muahaha, it's damn cute that all of them wanna cut hair together by the same stylist. I guess he is quite a popular hair stylist among our circle of friends. And I keep changing my hairstyle that day! From side fringe to bangs to side fringe again. Muahaha. I CUT MY FRINGE MYSELF. HOHOHO. It's quite an insight to see how grand event works, to feel the stress and panic of the backstage crew during the awards ceremony. Clear communication is very important to get everybody on the same page. It's a great experience to work with funny and crazy people. Hahaha. During the event, our feet were hurting and all our energies were drained off. But, we were smiling and laughing at the times. So enjoyable to work with cool girls like them! =) hello
`°•.¸¸.•°` Thursday, July 16, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
I really don't know I have such unimaginably huge mega ultra attraction on my dearest spammer, ''hello''.leave a comment ( 0 ) It's been a while since you last left your digusting saliva and prints on my page. A big HELLO to you =) *waves* I am almost 100% sure that Mr Hello used my nick(lilser) and replied tags to rin and fred. Thank you for your help but I really don't remember hiring you for such services. You can stop your game now. Can't you think of newer tactics? Impersonating me is such old trick you pulled off years back. I really can't believe you are still using it. -.- To think that you're older than me. Well I guess age is not a good gauge of your mental abilities then. Sigh... I pity you. Tags shall be replied here on my entries. *** emo
`°•.¸¸.•°` Saturday, July 11, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
my room is in a mess now. clothes all over the place. some lying on my tool and hanging helplessly on the metal handle of the closet. papers unorganized. bears on my bed and floor. water bottles on my table and tv console. i have two ice mountain standing side by side each other, like they are on a date or something. i have two more unrecognised brands 30cm away from them, spying.leave a comment ( 0 ) i have two bags on the table, both almost filled to the brim. Two paper bags on the floor with photoshoot dresses. i have an unconscious insect repellent can on the floor, lying the the mist of tangled wires made up of my laptop adaptor, USB cables, mouse, HP charger cables, printer cables and some other wires which i can't locate their origins. my bank account is, unfortunately, also in a mess. i cashed out a K, transferred people money, waiting for money to come back in, people owning me money, i have cash in my piggy bank, dad borrowed a bit, returned a bit. receipts to be claimed. paycheck to be issued. oh man. i haven't really done my accounts yet. my accessories are spread all around. i really hope they don't get tangled up. where's my shade's casing? mom came home with the big elle bag that i lent to my sis. i managed to roll it up like a sushi and squashed it into the 'bag section' drawer with minimal effort. a rare surprise for me. i have yet to finish my july issue of Style and the august issue is nearly out or ALREADY out. the same goes for my novel. half done? i don't even know where's it now. oh man. i need to be organized. the only time where i could get down to work things out in my room and pack my closet is when i am pissed or emo. shit, i got reminded how messy my clothes are stacked inside the closet. sigh.. maybe i should stop watching gossip girl for a while and get things done instead. yes, i smell a plan. another great shock: im joining a 10k marathon. hello? serene heng joining marathon? i hate running to the core. i hate how it feels like when i can't breathe in all the air i need. felt as though i wanna pry open my nostrils bigger to let in more air. i hate it when stitch visits me just 10 minutes into my run. oh man. how? run baby run! Weekend
`°•.¸¸.•°` Sunday, July 5, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
Note: Long entry with no pictures. See them at my Facebook.leave a comment ( 0 ) SUCH AN EXCITING WEEK! Beeen working and playing really hard over this weekend. Friday morning, I was supposed to report at Chai Chee Lane at 7am for Canon Camera Training Video filming. As always, I misjudged the timing I would take to reach the destination. I took a bus, wanting to save cost. But at 10 minutues to 7am, I found myself nowhere near. So, I alighted from the bus at some ulu place and decided to hop on a cab instead. Time flew by but I could hardly see any cabs' roof with green light box. I flapped my left arm like a mad woman but no cab slowed down. I started to panic, hating the feeling to be late. So I called a cab. But the thing is, I don't know where I was. Hohoho. Well done. I walked further down the road to catch the sight of any roadsigns before phoning for a cab. When I finally reached Chai Chee Lane, it was 7.15am and I had to pay for the on call and 35% surcharge. If I had taken a cab from my house in the first, I wouldn't have been late nor paid so much more. Moral of the story: TAKE CAB LAH. When we are done with the filming, I walked out of the building and retraced my way out. It's felt so nice to see those familiar building again when I used to learn dancing at Chai Chee Lane. The primary and technical schools, the temple, the old folks' home, the shophouses and all. Those were the days where I danced 9 days a week. I am happy these are part of my childhood memories. The night before I was so excited about the shooting, I couldn't sleep. I woke up at every hour interval and had problem falling back to sleep again. So, when the filming ended, my body felt like crap. I was too tired and hungry to eat lunch. Nonetheless, I pushed myself to go back to my junior college in the afternoon with my 2s20 peeps because I missed SRJC. When my class people and I went back to SR, the feeling was great. We visited our beloved tutor and had a short chit-chat session with him before he left for consultation with a student. Then, the rest of us explored the campus like some tourists without failing to attract attention from our juniors. We took so many picture(130) and laughed until my stomach cramped. I was glad that I went back, cause I would have missed out so much fun. *** Saturday morning, I travelled down to Japanese Garden and assisted a morning photoshoot. Afternoon, I went to No.1 Costume shop to rent wigs for my event tomorrow. At night, Lynn and I attended HuiLin birthday party and we met quite a few NUS and SRJC peeps there. It's another day packed with actions and travelling. *** Sunday, the best of the weekend. For the 3rd time, I was the model for Goodyear Racing at Formula Drift 2009. I have so much to say that I don't know where to begin from. I got Michelle, YanRong, Regina and Lynn to work with me for the event. All the babes that I love working with. The crew treated us so fabulously well, our exhaustion from standing under the sun, hurting feet and itchy hair because of the wigs didn't last long. At least that what I felt. The event was really grand with many modified cars and spectators. Some cars banged and were ruined. The angry engine roars really perks me up. I was really happy to se the same racers, Ivan, Arif and Jane, again at the event. It was even better when Arif won the 1st runner place. Goodyear Racing came in 2nd and 3rd, while Bridgton came in first. We also met crazy photographer who chased to take pictures of us and with us. Sadly, his 'enthusiaism' was only recipocated by our hostility. We took many pictures with the crowd and were almost blinded by flashed. We had one-liner sentence filmed on Video and would most likely appear on ESPN. We got splashed by champagne by the racer after the prize presentation and attended the press conference. I was awed and impressed by how people could speak freely and in perfect sentences, without having to pause to think or eat up their own words. A skill which I could never master. During the press conference, Marcus, the organizer of the event talked about how grateful he was towards his crew who helped to make this event happened. How passion has gotten them to volunteer to work out this event out of passion for drifting, even though each of them holds a regular full time job. The atmosphere was really tensed and emotional but I could felt how each and every word of gratitude he expressed came from the bottom of his heart. It was real. Come dusk and everyone packed up to leave. It is just a one day event but I barely want this to end. Rain started to pour and cold wind blew. We got transported back to our meeting point at Grand Mercure Roxy Hotel by coach. The sky was dark and windows were wet. Looking the trees and grass of the window, I felt like I was in another country enjoying my holiday. The coach was quiet and filled with a whole bus of tired and sleeping people. But I am sure, they are smiling in their sleep. I confessed that I was upset initially about the last minute changes from gladiator heels to boots, and the rental of wigs. But right now, seeing all these that the people went through, I realised such details shouldn't have been a source of worry for them. They have so much more important things to take note of, and the least I could help was to make sure my girls and I coordinate to meet their needs. I am sorry that I was angry. The event was the best I ever had. Hands down. *** Words can be tweaked and promises can be broken. I am sad that truth are always being told half way. But I am happy that I have friends who believed in me. I never believed that YOU are also the same as them but I was wrong. The reality is corrupted because of people like YOU YOU and YOU. The hypocrisy, the faked masks you put on in front of me, the supremecy picture you paint of yourself make me sick. If this is how everything is going to work out, I would rather choose the other way out. Stickyness kills. Assistant
`°•.¸¸.•°` Wednesday, July 1, 2009 `°•.¸¸.•°`
Another day as assistant!leave a comment ( 0 ) Was so happy when sharon darling(bottom right) opened the studio door for me. I thought I'll be spending the whole 2hrs all by myself. Luckily she was there to joke with me. Muahaha. Her friend, Agnes, was there as well. Agnes is getting married next year so our whole conversation was about the details of the marriage. The car, the hotel, wedding gown, bridesmaid, make-up artist blah blah. Makes me wanna get married soon. Hehehe. Celestina was the only model for the day. She is really petite in person! Hohoho. See that tiara? Candleghost read my last post and went to get it for me! To match my princess dress. Hahaha. Xie xie ni=D Mr Programmer just came back from London and he bought me a red wallet. Hehehe. Yesterday was like Christmas' to me. Haha. The picture on the bottom left was hanging on the wall of the studio. So pretty. When am I getting married? Hmmmm... |
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