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Thursday, August 7, 2008
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Inspired by FX to blog :D

Someone was very funny today. Actually, scratch that. Someone is funny everyday.
There is just so much drama surrounding said someone that I don't know whether we should laugh, or guffaw or howl. I think 'roflmaowtime' (that looks like ruffmeowtime) (it means .....with tears in my eyes) (yeah, extra.) is sufficiently apt.

[Just one tiny hint that will almost definitely bump you into the right track. "MRT is a public transport with public people."]

There are two types of funny.

Cute-Amusing-Endearing-Makes-You-Want-To-Giggle kind of Funny, which is very good.
and
OMFG-"you are funny shit"-"wth are you doing" kind of Funny.


Deviating from that darling boy...it's the eve of NDP tomorrow!

In-Place Protection; where the entire class will be completely sealed, aka devoid of fresh air in a land where stink looms. Everyone'll be dressed in layers thicker than normal school days, so the sweat generated from cutting up trash bags to paste over windows like kindergarteners gone wild is going to be something funny, type-2 funny, to watch.


Ohh, radioanderson makes it's final broadcast tomorrow. [Can have a funeral for it.]

No more going to the Office in the morning to connive with Prashan, Indu and Xiuhui. (whose voices are fantastic)

Prashan and I have tried, hopefully successfully, to screw with listeners' minds by inserting rubbish into our broadcasts :)

The best is the gender-bending while we whisper into the microphone.

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8:27 AM

Saturday, July 26, 2008
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(Omfg, have not dealt with the dumbdumb colour scheme..)

Pfft. Friendster is annoying shit! Have to refresh so many times because the 'Internet Explorer cannot open the page'. Going to pledge total allegiance to facebook. Everyone should be able to enjoy the magical far-reaching powers of facebook.

Realised I've been through alot in one week
  • slacked more in class while doing things i really shouldn't be
  • abstained from chilli for a loooong week for the sake of 2.4km
  • ran 11.57min for 2.4km, nearly beating ZT's by 3 seconds...
  • found out my piano exam....is on 19 aug!
  • emceed with Kunalan at Toa Payoh. free Macs!
  • binged on supersalty popcorn and had pink lips as a result of osmosis.
  • carried paint cans with Zhe Shuo and had pretty bruises on wrist the next day
  • talked alot about somebody special :D (sarcasm indicator is flashing bright red.)
  • took many photos of 3/3 people with a cracked camera.

Life is fun.


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6:25 AM

Saturday, July 12, 2008
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i'm very 'slow' : just realised how nasty i am because my links are SOOOO old.

this is definitely going on my virtual To-Do list.

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8:08 AM

Saturday, June 28, 2008
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It's only been the first week of Term 3, but here's a range of totally unrelated photos all within this time period!



The Milo Truck-a symbol of the National Junior T&F Competition. Mr Z., Grace (?), Jayne and Su Gi the Dunman runners/fellow alum.

Went to Bishan Stadium to catch the Track Nationals with Rosyth People, and I LOVE PRIMARY SCHOOL PEOPLE!

They're fantastic audiences, without evil hidden agendas, full of giggly laughter that make you have to restrain your fingers from ruffling their hair, untouched by hormones (they're nasty to your complexion), cute as anything and come on, do you love people who so unabashedly like you too?





AMKHub's very own Icekimo! It's a totally nondescript stall in the Cheers that faces MacDonalds (luscious vanilla cones~) and has a beng-looking, but really nice and non-beng guy who gave FX and me big fat scoops of blueberry cheesecake and tiramisu! He was happy to let us know that he could "eat all the ice-cream" he wanted, "but of course got limit!"

And it helps that the cups are so charming.





MRS CHONG'S NEW YORK M&M'S! Apparently, 1 pound worth of those colourful goodies can go round more than four times in a class of 45. Fun to see people oblivious to their black/grey/blue (most common)/green tongues :P

A random thought that's admittedly gross : would anyone snort M&M's? drug addicts snort powder, Steve-O of Jackass fame (watched the movie? no? watch the movie! especially if retarded-stupid-dumb shit is your thing) snorts worms, so will anyone try snorting chocolates?




My grandma's kueh and my happy kueh!
The pink ones (roughly the same shade as Matiin's Roxy bag in the M&M's photo..hmmm.) have rice+secret ingredients in them while the white ones have mini-slabs of yam inside.

My sisters and I cannot compare to her speedy kueh-making hands; we take much longer and form lumpy ones :)




Oh oh oh! Here's the amusing incident that made me feel like a celeb :D

The security guard (in his little blue box) and I were waving to each other, and then this little Winitsuksa girl comes running up from the bottom of the porch to where I was, to take my picture and get my email!

Then both of us returned to her group, and her Andersonian buddy jokingly mentioned something about her "lesbian tendencies getting worse". Speaking of lesbians........pfffft.




No, ballet / chinese dance / modern dance is not something I secretly join. Anyway, don't you want to dive head-first into their fluffy, poofy, sadly untasty fur?!

Lucky kinda looks like he's trying not to alert Sunny to the fact that while S is looking off serenely into the evening sun, L is doing its best to inhale the scent of its male "partner".

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7:15 AM

Sunday, June 8, 2008
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WE HAVE SO MUCH HOMEWORK!!
Screwy worksheets.

Ladies in love with shopping probably have it much worse than me; though it's not as if reading and watching movies don't take up loads of time.



It's been less than 20 hours, but the news about the Akihabara slashing frenzy has already been screened at least thrice. Definitely enough to make an impact.

The guy said he was "tired of life" and "sick of everything".

The police probably haven't been able to get a background of his mental health and prior incidences, so right now, any factor goes.

I doubt it's the inflations. 25 year-old factory workers hardly have families to support.

We're safe in our bubble; how can we pop it and help?

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7:43 PM

Saturday, May 31, 2008
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oh! something that was supposed to be done ages ago.

the dogs who are "very very close male companions"!


long shadows = late afternoon!


muack muack.
Note : none of these pictures were staged. They just happened to be in a Frenching mood.


Or, in this case; an ear-nuzzling mood.


How doggies groom each other?

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5:21 PM


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it's very amusing that all 12 of us are leaving for changi in three hours, and my luggage bag is empty!
(my aunt+uncle+2 cousins+grandparents+5 of us+other cousin)

chiang mai's got very mixed reviews from min chih's friends and mine. apparently it's a "place stuffed with shopping" and a "place with no shopping AT ALL" simultaneously :)

the flight's taking off at 3pm, but my mum says we should go earlier to check out the shops at T3. The only thing i remember from a long-ago article is that there's a Victoria's Secret store there. i love that pink.

Off to eat. Going to slice the strawberry cheesecake (with real cut strawberry hearts!) that Tamaryn's amazingly talented mom made. Mmmmnn.

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5:21 PM