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Nov. 30th, 2009

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"a bunch of randomsss" in next post kkthnx.

I gotta post this before anything else!

I just got back my results in the mail for my first module. Whoopedoo! A FRIGGING A FRIGGING A YA'LL.

I remember Either Or's mum smiling at me proudly after I finally passed and did well for a gp test. And she said "good, but don't yaya papaya ah".

I cannot cannot must not! If anything, I feel completely encouraged. Okay I just lied. I feel a bit pfft right now because I'm too lazy to do my 1000 word report (only!), and I'm kinda dreading for school to reopen, even though the next module is gonna be ADVERTISING! I've been waiting for it! I hope we get to practise lots of stuff! Like really make adverts and stuff, I think I can get quite creative when it comes to posters. But the subject must be nice also la. Which is why I think theatre posters are fun to make.

Oh yes. And what's up with twitter? Multiple status updates, so I hear. I think I'll get one soon. Sometime tonight? Tmr? I wanna see what the fuss is about. Besides, I've been wanting to repeatedly update my facebook status but I don't wanna flood the home page. Also, I'd like to repeatedly change my msn personal msg but I cannae be too fickle. It can get very irritating one. Irritating to myself. Weird huh.

Lemme know if you got da twitter too ya'll! We can add and follow each otha brothas and sistas! Does it work like facebook?

Rahh, amir is so funny! Gotta learn how he speaks.
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And here I'm gonna list the things I'm gonna cover in "a bunch of randomsss".

- firsts (magazine, nail polish)
- 20 years old
- magazines (how to read them)
- my google search page
- sis's korea trip
- what's up with twitter, the review
EDIT TO ADD ON:
- polo boys
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Saturday, and a bunch of randomsss.

Saturday:

So el and I decide to go develop her film, then walk off to hmv at city hall, and then go study back at pasir ris. I think it was 5 points short of an epic fail.

At bugis, I dragged el to breadtalk to show her the milk toast! I then found out it was called milkY toast. And I finally discovered the secret to its wonderful taste.

BUTTER. Upon closer inspection (i think I was BLIND the other time), the bread is YELLOW. Not white. *lol* Yellow, like the buttery yellow. It still is horribly cute. And its kinda more or less coated/soaked in butter on the outside. Its not gross and soggy or old, I don't know how they do it. And on top of the butter is a layer of sugar. Yum? Yum. El agreed it was cute, but the custard cubes were cuter. And no. I didn't take pictures, cause I thought we might be coming back again later after hmv. Anyway I checked at two other breadtalks, and I've come to the conclusion that milky toast can only be found at the bugis breadtalk at $1.30.

After that we went to buy drinks from cold storage. El bought the pokka elderflower shit. I think it tastes like perfume. -.-" As does the honeysuckle and all the funky flavours.

We then walked to triple d to get film developed, and we bought film, and then we started walking towards city hall. It was starting to drizzle a BIT, but I said it wouldn't rain, and I was right, because I'm psychic. I keep telling el that but I don't think she believes me. I've never been wrong about weather! I think my sixth sense is fantastic. The feminine sixth sense shit. Does it really exist? Well if it does, mine is really fantastic. SO WEIRD!

We walked through bugis street and I walked into this shop where I saw this pair of sunglasses that actually suited me. For the first time in my life, sunglasses could actually look good on me. Anyway i couldn't find it so we just played around.



So we walked and walked, and we reached city hall. Yay, I remember the way. *lol* Actually its just straight. But yes, not bad what! So I'm not that blur when I'm walking with friends.

And when we got to city hall, we went hmv, and for the first time, I browsed things properly. Honestly I still don't get the layout of hmv, doesn't make sense to me. And fun fact, I've never bought a cd in my entire life. Never really had the budget to, don't like cds, and never really saw the point of it. For obvious reasons.

And this is something I learnt in school! HMV, what's the logo? A dog listening to a gramophone. What does hmv stand for? His Master's Voice.

Cool? Cool! Anyway yes, I've been itching to ask the counter people what hmv stood for, just for fun. I think a lot of them also dunno. Or maybe they train their workers properly. *lol*

Okay yes. Then we walked into mph. Its mph right? And I decided to buy. A magazine. Actually I was hunting for vogue that day with choy, I forgot to mention in the previous blog post. It was quite funny. We were in times in tampines 1, and we were hunting for vogue, and we seriously couldn't find it. I gave up and concluded that they didn't have it, so I stared at the ris low fhm shit and browsed it a bit. Horribly unimpressive. And then choy suddenly pointed. GASP! Vogue was lying right in front of me! In my defense, it was upside down.

So yes. I picked up british vogue, and picked up australian vogue, then put australian vogue back. British vogue. Is. $17.90. SIAO AH. But.. it looks so good. I think if I carried it out I'd look impressive too. *lol* I want vogue because I wanna see how they take pictures or if the models are frigging hot, and then maybe pick up fashion stuff, or find new ways of dressing nicely, or unique interesting ways of dressing up, and the concepts for photoshoots, what kind of makeup, what kind of set design, colour schemes, how they edit photos, tints, etc.

So I didn't buy it at tampines 1.

El managed to convince me to buy it "$500 fell from the sky right?". Okay yes, fine. Actually the money is not here yet, and suddenly I find myself broke and unsure if I really wanna spend $500 on nonsense! And should I buy a new cpu? My comp a bit the dying. But its still usable. Hrm. Money come then say la.

So I bought it. The second page a bit folded on the side. :( Is okiee.

And then I went to poop and el went back to hmv to hunt for some arctic monkeys cd. Honestly I don't really like their music. But their music videos are really cool, I gotta say.

And sooo, after I was done, I was itching to go charles and keith. One frigging huge shop of 100001001010101 shoes. How to not resist!? So yes. Actually charles and keith shoes are really affordable, especially for a well-known brand. But this season's stuff not so nice. I saw lots of stuff in bugis street that thursday, and its quite funny, because even though some of the things are the same price at charles and keith I just frown and go "eee, no. so ex". So yes. The brand does matter. Kind of. Depends on what la.

So I tried on stuff, blah blah blah. The nice ones were like $79.90. -.-" And not appropriate for anything in my life. El said I could wear some things to school. Wah lao, those shoes were like for runway or something la.

Then. After wasting quite a lot of time we headed back to pasir ris. El needed to pee so we went to the basement, and after we were done, I smelt. The smell of. Curry. Coconut milk. Mmm. It smelt very familiar, like green curry. And el and I were kinda really hungry by then. So we tracked the smell down. We ended up at water rise, and we decided to buy one set of the meal. Really weird.



#3: Curry Chicken with Nice Rice.

That was the only meal with Nice Rice. When we were ordering it.. el actually said the whole thing. I said "curry chicken with the.. rice thing." and she said "curry chicken with nice rice". -.-"

So whaaaaat is nice rice!?

Okay we just bought one set to share later.

So we were walking to ehub. And...

(I've decided to highlight possibly funny parts/highlights of my blog posts, so that I dunno, it'll be fun? Easier to look at?)

So el and I were walking to ehub from white sands, and as we walked.. we came across this group of three boys. They seemed like sec school boys or something. And.. one looked small sized and unpubertised. And he was sitting down. His friends. Were.. standing around him. And they were squeezing this bottle of I dunnowhat onto his hair. I think. They were dyeing his hair. Did I spell that right?

Okay. They looked a bit like those.. wannabe neighbourhood rebels. And the little boy couldn't dye his hair at home or afford to go to a hairdresser's or something. Or couldn't go to any one's home to dye his hair. I dunno, damn pathetic! But yes. El and I just walked past and looked, a little bit intrigued. The "what are they doing? oh cool, they're dyeing hair in public" look.

Soon after we walked past, one of the two boys standing up said "Eh, they looking at you leh."
in a humorous tone. And the reply was... FRIGGING hilarious.

The little unpubertised boy (I wouldn't be surprised if he was still in primary school. But unpubertised boys in sec one or two can really look very young, so I can't tell) yelled very loudly, in a defensive tone that was obviously meant for our ears "WANT TO STARE THEN STARE LA!".

And el and i found it very very funny.

#1: He is in a very weird position. Having his friends dye his hair for him in public. Where is he gonna wash it off?
#2: He is damn young. We are probably twice his age. And its funny because he might think that we're sec school girls. Do we look THAT young? I think I look at LEAST 17. Cause of my hair right now.


And then I started thinking about unpubertised boys, like the one who asked for my number. And how its really funny the way they try and show off, and how they think that the things they do are the most important or the coolest in the whole wide world. I said they were at an awkward age, where they're growing up, and girls are these creatures that they wanna show that they are not vulnerable to. But in attempting to flaunt their masculinity it starts looking very funny because urm. We are 19. Hello. And he was probably like. 12.

Funny what! Unpubertised boys, sheesh.

Actually el and I wanted to eat the nice rice shit later on at ehub when we found a place to eat. We wanted to go to the "man jia le" place we went to last year to study for A levels. And she said it was still there. But when we got to ehub....

It's gone.

So we backtracked a bit and decided to go into this place, its either called "BBQ Place" or "BBQ Chicken". Its some korean restaurant, but it totally doesn't look like it. No worries, there was a $7.90 student meal thing, and it was eh really good. The place was pretty big too, so each area had a different design kind of thing. We got the area with pink sofas and pink shit. Quite lame, but hey, I look nice in pink stuff! Besides, my cameras would be happy.

Okay, pictures that I uploaded on facebook anyway cause I like these pictures.







As usual, gissy isn't gissy in her pink mango and you shirt if she isn't doing something weird.


Compare:


Okay yes. The chicken place was really pretty good! The chicken was yummy and stuff. Great.





Isn't it annoying, that big round bulbous nose of mine? Cindy once described it as "porous". It has haunted me ever since. I dunno how to make it less porous leh! El said if I don't say anything no one will notice. Tch. I must tell it all before anyone can tell it for me ma. Its my style.

So yes, there I am with my magazine. Its prolly the less-than-fifth magazine I've bought in my entire life. I used to buy lime I think.

Okay yes, the food was good. The seats weren't fantastically comfortable, they were old, but they look good in pictures right? *lol* I was sitting on a SPRING la. I never really thought I'd live to feel a spring in a sofa. I never really experienced life on a sofa with springs before. My sofas are always made of good foam of some sort. *lol* I'm not showing off. Really.



Above is the chicken thinggy that I bought. Black pepper grilled chicken! Coleslaw is good and fresh, fries are lightly salted, not bad. And one drink that comes with the meal. Actually now that I think about it, I feel like going back. LOL.

And below is the chicken thinggy that el got. Some korean sauce thing. But honestly it tasted like satay. Chicken satay, seriously. Very very tender and good chicken satay. Mmm.



Maybe next class outing. Here? Actually I'm thinking of an 07A06 outing! Some A06ers read my blog so I might as well post here first. Who wants to plan with meee? I was thinking of a day trip to sentosa or something, and we'll have activities and shit. In the water and out? Mini performances? Games? Food. I hate handling food. All the ants and plastic plates and shit. We'll see! Let me know what you all think! I think a beach trip will be fun. During the christmas week, I think. I got exam, but never mind, I'm very nice. :) One day with my favouritest class!? Less than enough!

I realised. I'm really really long-winded. A bunch of randomsss will come in the next post. -.-"

P.S. Nice rice, I ate it today. I THINK there was pandan in it. But not very strong. But the rice quality is really quite good.

Nov. 29th, 2009

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Emo. Okay. Hilarious. PART 3

You know something really funny? I can't remember what was supposed to be in here. LOL!

I just remember vaguely (can't even be sure) that I wanted to introduce you guys to JAKE AND AMIR. Or college humor. Yes, humor with no "u". Cause they be the american baby.

I'm going through jakeandamir's archives for the videos, so I haven't watched all of them yet, but yes. Here's one that I think you guys might think is funny!

Sorry, this video doesn't have the embed code, so! Click here AND here for two videos! Its youtube, so no worries.

Alternatively, you guys can go to the college humor website, or jakeandamir.com. Its not the kind of humour that a lot of you guys have, but yes. I like can liao.

Share the love, brothas!

Whassup, comprende?

Nov. 26th, 2009

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Emo. Okay. Hilarious. - PART 2

This post will be about yesterday. Choy very nicely took leave for the entire day, and urm, we decided to watch a movie and hang out and maybe help the J1s with our extra time.

OKAY
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So yesterday Choy and I decided to meet at a whooping 11am! Actually we were supposed to brunch first then go for a movie (and I insisted on a 3D movie, and choy never had a 3D movie before so yes), but then the next movie was 1.45 and... that was WAY too long.

A Christmas Carol. It described itself as a comedy, and there was Jim Carrey in it, so okay, I decided to choose that over Fantastic Mr Fox, since.... fantastic mr fox the pictures like not so nice. So yes. I figured Jim Carrey would make the movie interesting. Even though I'm not his biggest fan. Actually I find him quite annoying, he always got the same few tricks only.

SO YES.

Choy didn't know that A Christmas Carol was written by Charles Dickens! But now he knows. The moment we sat in the theatre, we couldn't shut up. LOL. Either we had damn a lot of things to talk about, or everything had to be commented on. Anyway, there was this super cute visa card advertisement. SUPER cute. Its people dancing and all. Actually its a whole series of visa adverts. But they all have people dancing.

But whatever it is, yes, we had to keep commenting on every single thing. -.-" Starved for intelligent conversation or something is it. I dunno.

Anyway, yes. Our lit-ish minds kept trying to analyse analyse analyse and draw parallels between great ex and christmas carol. Or like directorial vision, since we don't know the original story.

"7 christmas eves past" or something like that,

and I automatically start remembering the number "seven seven seven, look out for seven later". Basic lit skills, repetition. But then a split second later, I told myself "its charles dickens, he doesn't play with numbers. Not really."

But after the movie choy and I agreed that Charles Dickens is really good at making money, and that he seems to like certain themes. Maybe those themes were especially popular so they got more viewership. Or maybe it just happened that he really liked exploring those themes and people could relate to these themes.

Because I like to make myself seem intelligent (which I am, btw), I shall blurt the themes I saw out. Eh, there was some shizz with the poverty and happiness and contentment, and there was the convict/criminal theme thing, and repentance, and identity, aiyah the usual la. (lol, actually I can only think of those few atm)

Okay yes. So we didn't get brunch. When we were done I wasn't so hungry anymore, cause we got a popcorn combo (EH it is damn cheap). $9 for two drinks and a pack of popcorn! Not bad right. Forgot what it's called. But yes, tampines mall. Golden village? Was it gv? Okay yes. So we hung around for a while, I wanted to go search for my milk toast at breadtalk, but sadly, tampines mall no have the milk toast. Saddening. Its okay, this saturday I'm going bugis. Specially to hunt for my milk toast. I'm kidding. Follow el develop film, and then figure out where we're gonna study.

(I just realised I used "okay yes" twice in the above paragraph. And I used "yes" three times. Seriously, sometimes we don't make any sense at all.)

Right. So, we wandered around, trying to shop or browse shops, but we ended up just chatting and walking in circles around Tampines 1. It was quite funny actually, I wonder if choy realised we were just going through the motion. We'd walk one circle, then ascend by the escalator. And then walk one or two rounds (i think we walked the second floor twice), then go up the escalator again, and so on.

Then we finally decided that.... aiyah go back to school. And see how we could help out the juniors (who never seem to need any help). So choy got a meal. From mos burger. And I decided to just get an auntie anne's pretzel. Not very the hungry. And that lasted HOURS, I swear.

Okay, so we're in school. And we're lazing around. And I'm making noise. I swear, the blackbox makes me wanna jump around and dance and scream and do shit. But the juniors very quiet one. Weird. And choy kept throwing me dirty looks so I guess I was to shut up. Which I tried to do with much difficulty.

Blah blah blah suddenly the cat shows up and we are to be RUNNERS and run off back to tampines mall to collect pastries or some stuff like that for refreshments later on in the night. And then blah blah blah we did it and blah blah blah I took on the role of front of house usher cause I was soooooo bored.

I don't think I did a fantastic job, but yes, I was itching to speak. I miss tsd. :(

No la, I just miss theatre. LOL. I'm itching itching itching to do a performance! I mean, it can just be like 15 mins or something, you know? A free performance, I also don't mind one. Somehow theatre seems rather fulfilling. Not the most practical of careers, I personally feel, but I definitely have the interest for it. You can be anyone, you're free to be anyone, you can do anything you want! Fantastic right?

Anyway the J1 juniors are really creative. I think they have very good concepts, and very good ideas. Are concepts and ideas more or less the same thing? *lol* Okay yes, and they're a really focussed bunch. I think they've got damn a lot of experience from this year, and the cat has really done well. If the juniors learn from the experiences this year, next year is going to be a blast, and I'll be sure to return to see free performances over and over.

Because I know at least one junior will be reading this, I'll be very honest and say that I really expect a lot more. Present tense. I'm expecting a whole shitload of work next year. With the experience this year, I'm sure next year will be fantastic if you all work hard and don't get lazy. Currently I don't feel completely inspired and excited, maybe cause of the energy level. Not the highest I've seen you all at. And the noise. Where is the noise!? I dunno leh, I really think noise is very important. The chaos is all part of the fun right! Maybe I missed the chaos. Prolly was a few days before or something. But something in you all seems a bit subdued.

OH YA, I remember. The.. inhibitions. Yes. Don't don't don't let that hold you back! If you're good you say you're good. If you want to act it out on your own but are afraid you'll look like you're showing off, then just voice it out. "I'm going to try this out and you all tell me if its good okay?". Let it all go, be loud, be strong, be inspiring, and make us very very proud of you guys. Currently you all make me smile because you all have such young bright minds.

And sex isn't a taboo topic in theatre. Wah lao, I bring trestle to the bbox and read out a few lines, and when I offer the book, 3-4 guys rush over and take hold of the book. -.-" Where are the girls!? Okay yes. I am done for now.

*lol* I was rushing off, I forgot to give donations. AIYAH don't need la you all.
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Emo. Okay. Hilarious. - PART 1

The past few days have been a whirlwind of emotions. So I've decided to split this post into three parts. Yes, I know hilarious isn't an emotion. LOL! Lazy to think la.

EMO
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Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
- W. H. Auden

So the night before last (tuesday night), right after the 7 o'clock show ended, I walked into the room to google movie times (will be elaborated upon in second part of post kkthnx), and then I walked out briefly after that. I saw my mum and my maid standing together at the living room window and staring out.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Somebody jumped down."

First thought: wtf.

Second thought: You look for what!?

The following paragraphs in this section of the post will show a morbid (fascination?) thought train thing. So, to make it look chim, I shall put it all in one paragraph, because that's what lit people do right? To show that its an entire chunk of thought. You get what I mean.

Why are they looking? Its horrible. Soon after, I heard the sound of wailing and moaning and it was the sound of raw grief. I was very scared, very shocked, but at the same time, I wanted to mute the television to hear this sound of devastation. This sound of pure, pure emotion. I wanted to feel it. Almost like watching a play, I wanted to experience the soundscape, to just close my eyes and listen, and feel. The result was, it was horrible. Mind-numbing. When your mind has nothing visual to feed on, you just begin to imagine. I'm not a very good imaginer visually (I think, I'm really not sure), but in words, at least, I can imagine. Splattered head, awkward positioning of limbs. Imagine the visual image of something so solid, so real, a human body, flying past your window as you have your dinner. Imagine, the last the family sees of their loved one is that image. Police ask you to identify the body. You see that familiar face. Is there any room for denial? First stage of grief is denial. Let this all be a dream. No, it isn't. It's all real. They'll never forget that image. As I sat there in my own living room, I watch as my mum and my maid disgustingly decide to go out of the house to get a better look, because the view is better from the corridor. Why look? Are they not entitled to some form of privacy in their grieving? I hear a lot of female voices crying. I make a wild guess, must be the dad. Next day, as I found out from my gossipmonger of a maid, i was right. News travels fast. I heard a young voice moan "papa". Why did this happen? The first question would be "why did he jump?". It was horrible, sad, depressing. I wanted to cry for them. Who am I to cry? I looked out the window. Not for the main scene. I looked diagonally across. Neighbours. Actually out of their house, complete with no shirt on, two males. Just standing there, staring at the horrible scene downstairs. Why would you do that? I can see you. Do you care if I can see you? Don't you feel ashamed of yourselves? Why do you need to look? Leave them alone in their grief. Don't stare. Leave them. Not that they care anyway. They have better things to do. Like grieve. Call out, scream, make sounds to externalise the pain. Attempts to externalise the pain. What is this intangible aspect of the human being that causes more pain than any physical pain possible? What are human relationships for? Why are we blessed(?) with this horrible ability to feel emotions? And what are you all doing, standing at the window and staring at the scene for? Do you feel safe in your homes? I can see you. Why do you want to see it? Yes, I personally felt some curiosity. I've never seen it before. But I decided against it. Why do you want to intrude? Leave them alone in their grief. You are no one. They want to stop time, they want to cry out to someone to help them. What are you doing? You stare. An onlooker, unable to do anything, but horribly fascinated and curious. And all you do is stare. I don't know how to make sense of what I felt, but I felt that it was very very wrong to stare. Very very very wrong. Someone's grief is your entertainment. It takes one human life to end before you move away from your daily distractions. Your tv, your computer, your newspaper, your dinner, your cooking, your games. Then you stand up. Oh, someone jumped. That's more interesting than what I was doing. Stunning. Stunning behaviour. What's wrong with us? As el rightfully said "oh my god, someone just died". Yes, someone did. And all you all can say is "poor thing". That isn't so bad I suppose. How about "eee, so scary"? I recently attended a friend's father's funeral. I can't remember the conversation completely, but I think she invited me to go to the coffin, but I declined. I might have been a little insensitive in the way I declined. She said "hello, its my father". And now, on hindsight, that line is very true. Yes, I will avoid the area, because I don't feel comfortable. But there is no need to feel scared. Even though I don't know the family, as long as I tell myself "it was someone's relative", then its not so scary. But the question remains "Why did he jump?". The gossipmonger in me would love to know the reason why he jumped. But its much deeper than that right now. What would push someone to such lengths? To give up everything and just end it? Some people will say its horrible selfish. But maybe he wasn't in the right state of mind. All the emotions and thoughts were there, and they were rushing through his mind, and there was no one to give him relief. God didn't appear. And then I ask, where were you, god, when someone needed you? So what if he didn't call out to you? Where were you? And the worst part is, the last last last last image of your loved one is that of a criminal. That was a crime scene. I hear from many people that since it is a crime, the body has to have the wrists handcuffed, because the person was a criminal. Suicide is a crime. Handcuffs on a dead body. That seems like a rather undignified image. But how much courage did it take? How much emotion could summon that much courage to do something so drastic? Was it the best solution? A thousand questions, but only one answer: He is dead.

The above chunk was not written with the intention to hurt anyone, pinpoint anyone, or offend in any way. It is an artistic expression of my confusion. okay la, not very artistic, but while typing it I felt intelligent and sensitive. I like to think I am more sensitive than the average person. I may not be able to articulate myself so well, and this sensitivity doesn't appear when I'm supposed to play a character. Dammit.

And due to my recent obsession with trestle again, here are two short chunks. Again, this chunk is not meant to offend, its meant to be insightful. Taken out of context it might be very misleading, but its very deep.

CHUNK 1:

GIN: (Moves to comfort PACE) Come here, girl. I'm sorry.
PACE: (Stepping backwards) Don't touch the back of my head.
GIN: Why not?
PACE: It's gone.

CHUNK 2:

DALTON: Pace lay beside the trestle. She wasn't mashed up from the fall. Only the back of her head. i started to shout at her. Called her every name I could think of. Even a few she's taught me herself. (Beat) And then. And then I did something. Something I can't. I don't know. It was. Maybe. It was. Unforgiveable. I knelt beside her. Pace never let me kiss her, like that. So I did. And she didn't try to stop me. How could she? That's what I can't forget. She once said to me, Dalton, you can't take anything from me I don't want to give you. But then she opened her mouth. She was dead. But she opened her mouth. And I kissed her, the way I'd always wanted to. And she let me. (Beat) She let me. (Beat) I have to believe that.

Nov. 23rd, 2009

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Of marshmallows and robot necklaces.

With two weeks of "blank time" (GUESS THE SOURCE OF THE QUOTE!) staring at me, I have decided to do nonsense things with some meaning.

To update on the past week. I went to watch "My Girlfriend is an Agent". Or is it "My ex-girlfriend is an agent". AIYAH that korean one. It was funny, but not very memorable. The woman looks DAMN hot right! But.. actually she really isn't that hot. She's just got a really great body.

Then blah blah blah week full of presentations and socialising and becoming popular and stuff. And friday was a holiday, so Astrid and I and later Ivy and Vy (the vietnamese girls!) went off to bugis!

Astrid and I started shopping from morning, so we wouldn't meet the crowd. On hindsight, I spent DAMN a lot on very few things leh. But on further hindsight, I realised that its okay, because most of them were more or less necessities. Urm, except some la. But those were really cheap things.

Have you all noticed this brand of jeans called new future jeans? Eh, they're really good! I'm sure a lot of you have at least a pair already, but the quality is really good. I paid a good $29 for it. -.-" But I guess I needed it. My black jeans is the only pair I have, and its totally dying already. From a clean black, its now this powdery black-ish thing. And I always wanted casual-looking jeans anyway.

Then.. I bought a pair of shoes. What do you call them? Sneakers? I dunno. Sneakers strike me as horribly fat, padded shoes. Basically its like my blue school shoes (we ALL know what those are!), but its black. Common, but I think it'll match my wardrobe better. And my blue school shoes are falling apart. Holes here and there, rubber pieces falling off. The usual. $19.90. Okay lor, normal price.

And I got myself a vest. FREAK ASS $25.90. Its very very plain and very very simple. But I got it because my that halter vest thing was dying at the back. I think I pointed out to some of you all before. So yes. Actually I was frowning at the price. And then Astrid (OHHHHH) she did something DAMN evil.

"If you're not buying it then I am."

GASP! I glared at her and said "okay I'm getting it."

LOL! Evil evil thing! So I got it.

And then... I got myself a new backpack thing (I always wanted a cute one). $12! Buy two get one free! The shopkeeper was SO cute. As in, not physically, but she was very funny! She's from china, and her english wasn't so good, so I conversed with her in chinese.

Astrid and I felt damn lost about the extra one backpack. What are we gonna do with it!? So I asked her if we could just take two, and have a lower price. She said $11. Aiyah never mind la, better than nothing. So I opened the bag because I am obsessed with pouches (many of you would remember my spongebob medicine pouch, my pad pouch, my tampon pouch, my 10000001 pouches). And there were like, other bags inside also. -.-" Astrid found bags inside hers too.

LOL! I exclaimed "wah free!" and the shopkeeper giggled and kept apologising cause apparently she was packing or something and forgot to take them out.

Whatever it is, the shopkeeper was asking me how to say renovate in english. She kept saying "reno.. reno...? Can you spell it out for me?" So I spelt it out for her, and she was like "OHH", and I helped her and we repeated it back and forth to each other. So cute.

Then after we bought the bags, because I felt really kiasu I decided to use the backpack on the spot (my sling bag cannot carry much ma). And after I was done packing and astrid and I were about to leave, there was an ang moh woman who was in the shop. She was holding onto a hanger with a long white skirt on it, and she was asking the shopkeeper for a matching top. The shopkeeper suddenly grabbed my arm with two hands (surprise!), and asked me to help her translate.

Good deed done! *lol* I felt good after that. See, shopkeepers should be like that. Willing to learn, initiate conversation, and not be soooo pushy. Don't keep talking about the products maa! No wonder so many of them are grumpy. Don't expect anything, then you won't be disappointed.

So anyway, we went off to haji lane when ivy and vy came, and then.. like that lor. I thought I would find a lot of cool accessories (because now I'm going for the BLING look) at haji lane, but then... Nothing much. And the really cool ones, the price also very cool. But they had a lot of interesting shoes. As did bugis street. ALL THE NICE ONES ARE DAMN EX.

How come suddenly gissy got so much money to spend!? Let's just say $500 fell from the sky. Don't probe! LOL.

***

Okay. Of marshmallows and robot necklaces.

As I was shopping around bugis street and haji lane, I saw a lot of robot necklaces, and a lot of variations of them. Most of them look easy enough to make, so WHY NOT!? As long as I can make the pendant, I can reuse a necklace chain right? I have two weeks of blank time, might as well do something with it. (okay the second week is for studying la) Nobody has time for me, so we'll see! I thought of just using cardboard and crazy lacquering and painting it until it became hard. I also thought of clay, but the thought of hardening clay just freaks me out. Besides, its quite expensive.

Next, I need the metal links thing things. Those circular things that people use for earrings and stuff. But. The only place that I know sells it is... BUGIS. Back where I came from. RAHHH.

So yes. We'll see about that. If they turn out nice, I can sell them! Chip chip, to you all who want it. *lol* Or they can be christmas presents. We'll see. I still need to buy spray paint and shit. Metallic look, or gold look, or the a but burnt clay look.

I happened to come across marshmallows online. Home-made marshmallows!



They look horribly cute. How to resist, you tell me. Blocks and blocks of stuff. SO CUTE LA!

***
Speaking of blocks of cute stuff....

At breadtalk on the bugis street day, this horribly adorable bread thing caught my eye at the escalator down from bhg. I saw this.. super cute cartoon-like triangular bread thing. It looks like a normal sandwich. But its not a sandwich. Just imagine a very thick slice of triangular bread. And when I rushed into breadtalk, the sign said "milk toast".

AIYERRRRR SO CUUUUUTEEEE.

Okay, I had to buy it. So I got it. Together with this thing that looks like a medium sized cube of bread. It called itself a custard dunnowhat la. So I thought "oh custard, must be nice!". Well, don't bother with the custard thing.

THE MILK TOAST. The first bite was HEAVENLY. It is sugar-coated (its not exceedingly sweet), and inside. Oh, inside, its this orgasmic taste of, I dunnowhat! It tasted like CHEESE! The taste is mixed into the bread, I think, so I really can't tell.

I squealed in excitement and let everyone pinch a bit of it to test it! And then... my second bite and all wasn't SOOO fantastic anymore. It was still nice though. But maybe cause i wasn't so hungry anymore. Or.. they pinch until no taste. I know it doesn't make logical sense, but yes.

Milk toast. TRY IT. It's either $1.10 or $1.30. Can't remember.

Nov. 18th, 2009

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Powderful.

MDIS really has a lot of foreign students! Singaporeans seem to be a minority, and it feels rather fresh, rather new.

Astrid and I made friends with these two Vietnamese girls! They're damn nice, and sometimes communication can be a BIT of a problem, but when I say a bit, I really mean a bit. They really get what we're saying. Sometimes they don't, but it doesn't feel awkward to re-explain ourselves and stuff.

Anyway, we're doing a PR module right now, so we played broken telephone all around the class.

The telephone really broke and shattered into a million pieces.

Astrid and I sit at the front of the class all the time. So we started.

"Send reinforcements. We are about to advance."

Okay great. The moment it hit the 3rd person, it died.

"The ring fall on the plant."

Okay, at least it still rhymes. We had to whisper, so its okay that they didn't hear it well. At least it rhymes.

"The ram fall on the ham."

ROFL!

And then it turned into 3 words, then two words, and then one word by the time it reached the end.

I can't remember what, but it got from bad to worse. I think one of them was "something following".

Hilarious, seriously. Who knew broken telephone would be so fun at our age?

***
So wyn gave me a pair of HOT PINK fish nets about two years ago for my birthday. (*@^#^&@%*#^$

Whaaaaat am I going to do with it. I think I mentioned I wanted fish nets, but she went to get hot pink ones. At least black ones I can still figure out what to do with them right.

But alas, I summed up the courage to wear it to school today. Astrid is so encouraging. LOL. Sometimes I dunno if she's lying.

Black top, denim shorts, fish net stockings. Okay la. I felt damn cool!

Time for wardrobe update. (again)

I realised I got no rings. I've decided to go bling. Blame it on sonia, probably. She asked me to watch bad romance by lady gaga. I died. And lived again. VERY inspirational, the mtv! Now I wanna do a thousand and one things like photoshoot underwater (rip off from antm - america's next top model), photoshoot everywhere that I wanted to photoshoot at, photoshoot indoors, with harsh lighting, or any kind of lighting (tpjc bbox is my only option. but..... I don't think the cat will allow anyway. Let me know if you got another place!).

Anyway, back to the topic of discussion, I strutted my stuff in my pink fish nets! Some people weren't too hot about it. Aiyah but who cares. Quite funny actually, the biggest reactions I got were on the way home from school.

I was walking along the mrt platform, and there was this uncle walking towards me, past me. If you get what I mean. He did a double-take and stared at my legs as I walked past.

Then, later in the mrt, I was standing with Astrid, and Astrid pointed out this ang moh guy and his girlfriend whispering to each other (SO indiscreet, hands over mouths some more) and urm, motioning towards my legs. Astrid grinned and said "They're staring at your legs". I didn't wanna turn around and look cause it'd look really obvious, so I asked "Ooo, the ang moh? Is it the approval kind of stare, or the-" (mind blank, sorry. I can't remember what I asked) "He looks more amused than anything."

Yay. LOL!

All in all, its a fun experience. A lot of people gave me the "LOOK LIKE HOOKER" look. But aiyah, all in good fun. I think I look quite nice what! One day, I let you all see okay?

***
NEW CAMERA. I want it i want it i want it. Gakken flex. Its like the bbird fly, but someone compared it to the bbird. bbird has been very disappointing so far. Gakken flex is a tlr cam, and it comes with a magazine. About $50 only. And you gotta assemble it yourself! COOL NOT COOL NOT.

Let's get it baby. See first la. I'm going shopping for my bling on friday. Friday no school. :D

Anyway I've got two weeks free. Next week, and the week after. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE book me. Especially if its for like swimming photoshoot or something (but must go find me a nice plain black bikini priss, we can go shopping together). And I want my saturdays booked. I'm looking at kbox (yes, kbox. I'm too lazy to go too far and I feel like singing to my heart's content, and aiyah, expensive a bit only what right?), but do propose anything else cool enough if you will.

OMG BOOK ME. *looks at A06 people*

You guys are on the top of my priority list now okay.

Nov. 14th, 2009

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I like to read junk mail.

Do you like to read junk mail? Its a really weird habit of mine.

Usually I check junk mail just in case stuff get put there, you know?

BUT, sometimes I like to open those scam mails that want to share a huge sum of money with you.

I have no idea why I do it, I just do. LOL. And when I do, I like to read them. All the stories are the same! More or less la.

I find it highly amusing that a lot of these mails have the same storyline. Some big shot guy died, there's money in his whatever. It won't go anywhere (back to the govt prolly?), and might as well share the money. They NEED another person to stand as witness/some other thing that gets them money, and that's you. Will you be willing to take part in this transaction?

Also, they usually start with really weird headings. Almost as though they directly translated things from google translator or I dunno. Something.

"Dear Friend ,"
"FROM: Mr.Liu Yan"
"Good day"

I remember one of the first times I decided to open a junk mail like this, I was wondering if google searching would show the mail as a scam. Gasp, it did!

Amazing, huh? People even need the internet to tell them that it's a scam.

So I very kindly clicked on reply. I can't remember exactly what I replied, but I told them very nicely that when I googled the mail, it showed up as a scam. I proposed that they come up with a better story, if they really wanted to cheat people. Did I wish them good luck? Probably. LOL!

No. There was no reply. Sometimes I wonder if its just a virus that invades the computer you know?
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Apart from scam mails, there're those "looking for love" ones. There's one, that I found particularly nice. It was very well written, if you ask me. The imagery, the atmosphere, everything just worked right.

It wasn't fancy at all (cheap advert), just like me typing an email to you.

Hi there
 
What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared 
to what lies within us. In a dream I saw your face. You smiled at me 
and held out your hand. I felt a spark inside my heart when you said 
that you love me. As I stood beneath that sky of blue, I drifted weight
less like the clouds and all because you had said three simple words: 
“I love you.” I closed my eyes knees frail and weak. I opened my mouth
but than I felt like I can’t talk. Than I took you hand, 
smiled and the look in my eyes said: “I love you too!”
I am waiting for you http://yourlovepoint.com/09570/
 
The best of luck
Olga A.
Okay, it wasn't italicised originally, I just needed to show where the letter was. The grammar a bit off, but otherwise, it was very dreamy and pretty good what! No, I didn't click on the link. Can't be bothered. Sekali its a virus how.

Not bad what! The best I ever saw. Seriously, if you look at the others, it never looks this good. Well done, yourlovepoint.com!

Nov. 7th, 2009

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OSSOSL + Pasir ris park, 1 year later.

One side short one side long. That's OSSOSL for short. Don't know how to pronounce it? LOL! Neither do I!

Okay la, I camwhored quite a bit, so I got quite a few looks that I really really REALLY need to post all here. I mean, facebook seems like damn public and HIAO. Cause the pictures stay there FOREVER. My blog, at least not damn a lot of people read it you know? And if I post more, then this post will get pushed to the bottom. See!?

Anyway I asked the hairdresser for something interesting last night. I figured that the only interesting haircut someone with short hair could have was the OSSOSL haircut. And I was right, he proposed that.

"Okay la, try la!" I said.

Let's start off this post with narcissistic pictures!

The "hmmmm" (but i'm also very cute) look.


The contrived smile.


The natural, I am happy (but I am taking the picture from a high angle for the cute look) smile.


The "sorry, is i wrong :(" look.


The inflated look.


NICE RIGHT.

******

WAH, can't believe its been one year already! The last time el and her sisters and I went there together was 27th November last year! El if you're reading this, I forgot to point it out, but yar!

Anyway decided to go Pasir Ris Park with el today to blade! Its been YEARS since I bladed man, honestly can't remember when the last time was. Was it sec school? Primary school, even? LOL, don't remember.

Well, my sense of balance was still there! El really cmi. -.-"

Anyway we figured that the grass is the blader's best friend. I figured I could message while blading, so if I felt like I was gonna fall,
#1: OMG THROW THE FRIGGING PHONE INTO THE GRASS!
#2: Fall face flat into the grass. Okay, put your hands out in front of you and fall on your knees to break the fall. Aiyah, the guards will protect you.

So!

El and I were supposed to meet at her place at 2pm. At 12 something, when I messaged her a few times, no reply. Okayy, I called. No answer. I called. No answer. I called again. No answer.

Hey I recently got el's home phone number! Okay, urm, is it appropriate to call? What if her dad picks up? Aiyah just call la.

Okay great, her dad picked up. Doesn't seem too friendly. (I am DAMN scared of el's dad!) He said el was sleeping, and who was on the line. I said "gisella" and he said he'll tell her when she wakes up.

Never mind, maybe el set her phone alarm for 1pm. So I decided to call at about 1.15. Okay, bug bug bug, still no answer.

Nooooo, el you cannot spoil my day! I decided to go hunt for her sisters on facebook. You know, maybe they were online, so I could chat with them and ask them to get their irritating older sis up. NONE were on facebook!

I decided to risk it and call el's home again. Pray that SHE picks up, or someone else less intimidating. ANYWAY, I mean, I so scared for what!? El is the one who woke up late leh.

CRAP. Her dad picked up again. He said "very urgent is it?". And I said "urr, haha, actually we're supposed to meet at 2". "Aiyerr, this girl ah. You hold on ah." And he very nicely woke the irritating girl for me up.

ANYWAY, enough crap! We met, and el still took DAMN long to eat. By the time we left, it was like... I can safely say, close to 3.30pm.

So we all ran off to Pasir Ris Park, by foot, as usual!

Pictures along the way, when my hair was freshly blowdried and styled by the hairdresser from the previous night..



"Is my hair nice?"


With kim!


(Bev forever don't wanna take picture one. Hee hee, I managed to sneak some later though!)

The crinkled crumpled ass area of my shorts.


Check out my pirated sponge-bob socks! Courtesy of mel and cx. But they're damn comfortable! [and first picture of bev that I have!]




Tying it on.


Yay, done!


So we decided to rent it for an hour. $6 an hour! If we wanted to extend (which most of us did), it'll be 2 hours, $10. Kim didn't wanna blade, so she was just running around grabbing us cause we couldn't brake and the area was DAMN slopey. But then she changed her mind. We looked like we were having so much fun! So she went off back home to get socks (no socks cannot blade).

Oooh!? Why the picture liddat!


Hanging out in the grass. Act until so hero like that. *lol* El really cmi. But then again, she managed to improve a BIT! She never blade before, and has very little sense of balance. And FINALLY bev smiled for a picture!


LOUSY LA. After a while only, el kept insisting she wanted her ice cream, and was damn thirsty. Haven't even start properly yet! So FINE, we went the short way, and guess what. STAIRS. -.-"

So I decided to crawl up, I mean, what are the guards for right. Crawling is damn fast and easy. Weird though, when I crawled up, no one seemed to give funny looks, so I guess maybe it was normal.

Either that or they didn't wanna be associated with us. Or maybe it was simply "see no evil".

Anyway when bev and I got up the stairs then I decided to photograph el crawling miserably up. EVERYTHING also do until so slow. -.-"


"I want my purple ice cream." I thought what, paddle pop. Apparently not.


And bev doesn't know what paddle pop is. I asked her which year she was born in. What, 1995? 1994? So funny! How can she not know that yummy rainbow coloured ice cream, paired with the cute jingle!?

Aaaand she blocks her face again.


"What pose!?"


Relax!


Getting out of the place, she decided to use a random chair as some walking stick-chair thing.

SIAO AH.



Atcherly the image was pretty hilarious. Like the chair her one like that. She was dragging it out of the coffee shop can.

And then, STUPIDLY, later I had to throw the chair back behind us because it was in the way and el abandoned it in bev and my path.

One hour is up! Kim is back! Bev decides to stop, I persuade el to continue because she cmi and still can't blade properly, and kim starts her one hour.



WTF LOOK AT EL'S FACE! ROFL!


I is hearting you wolverine! Okay la, I just love hugh jackman. And I just wanted to show off my guards.


Kite!


Kim had some cramping problems in her roller blades, so we sat at a pavillion so she could take it off for a while. In the meantime, bev very kindly took multiple (burst) shots of el and I jumping!

I dunno leh, but even though all of them are blur, I particularly like this one.


Then kim joined in!


And I got a would-be-cute shot! WAHAHA!


Credits to bev for the above 3 pictures!

After this, el and bev decided they couldn't take it anymore. And el wanted another ice cream. -.-"

Kim and I could blade properly so we decided to go off on our own. Linking hands, we felt so pro! After a while we realised that the road was smoother where we went. -.-" But we ARE better than bev and el. EL especially cmi.



So we were blading along, and we saw this maze. There was this guy who was taking a picture of the maze, and kim and I decided to try to get in his shot.

When I turned to look "oh ya, quite nice ah".

I looked again, and realised that AIYAH he wants the sunset la. And so did I! But my phone couldn't take it well enough. Seriously, imagine the hazy outline of the sun, and the orange orange colour. Nice!



Cannot take it cannot take it, REST. Crazy fringe.


During the short rest, we decided to remove some of our guards. I decided to take off my elbow guards, I mean, HOW am I going to fall on my elbows right? -.-"

After the rest, we decided to go into the maze. Oh, the lovely grass. But THEN..... the grass wasn't very thick, so it was horribly tiring. And the maze was like FRIGGING long.

"Are you able to turn and smile?"
*twing!*


Blah blah blah, we decided to part ways and figure the way out seperately. Actually, part of the maze has tiled flooring, and the wooden things you see in the pictures. The rest of the maze was grassy and had lousy plants that we could walk through if we wanted to cheat. Which we did eventually.



So after this we decided to walk up this huge set of steps (its like 3 steps each time) that led up to an open area thing. Thinking that perhaps we could blade down from where we went up to, we made our way all the way up. I started first by crawling, then I realised walking sideways was faster. I have to admit, though, crawling is less tiring.

SO. We got all the way up, and then we saw that the slope down had small horrible concrete tiles. NO way of moving down. -.-" I tried.

Allllll the way back down we went, and then we decided to make our way back, since it was nearly the end of the hour. Kim decided to put the guards she took off back on, because she felt annoyed having to hold onto them with one hand. I left my elbow guards off, no point what. I mean, WHO falls down on their elbows!?

So we held hands and decided to try mini slopes. I was fine because I was practically squatting down. If you're lower then you won't/can't fall.

OMG I'M SUCH A SMART ALEC. -.-" So kim decided to keep moving her legs, but I decided to just squat and let the gravity pull me. So of course kim accelerated. Suddenly........ she slipped, I didn't wanna let go of her hand in case she could regain balance. She didn't.

I fell, she fell, and in that split second, I thought "FALL ON YOUR FRONT! Your wrist guards are there!".

So I fell. And I forgot to keep my fingers out of the way. So my finger kenna cut and started bleeding instantly. :( And what did I say about elbows? WTFFFF.

gissy is not that smart after all. LOL, SUAY la! Early know I put on the guards!

But very luckily for me, the skin on my elbows didn't tear, so its some sort of internal injury. Trust me, not as bad as it sounds.

Or looks.

Left elbow.


Right elbow. Definitely worse. Even now as I'm typing I can feel a bit of the discomfort.


Right index finger. A bit blur la, but there's one right below the nail and one at the crinkly area. The joint. I guess, that's what you call it.


I was whining all the way back till we met bev and el.

"EELEEYANER I FALL DOWN. :(("

As I shouted to kim very confidently later on "WHAT IS A WARRIOR WITH NO BATTLE SCARS!?"
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How to lie... BADLY.

Hello people! Today, I will be teaching you all how to lie badly! Now, you might be wondering, how may this come in useful?

1. When you know you can lie perfectly well, but then you need to drop hints to the other party because the other party might be too dumb to pick up hints.
2. When you're acting in a play and you need to play someone with a guilty conscience.
3. When you're imitating a bad liar. Like those fake cherries on top of birthday cakes. You think they're gonna be delectable and sexy-tasting, but it lied.
4. When you're not supposed to tell a person something but you just can't help it.
5. When you need to play humble.
6. When you need to get what you want without being disgusting.
AND MORE!

Here are ten tips to help you get what you want!

1. Shifty eyes
Be it clockwise, anticlockwise, vertically, or horizontally, darting eyes are a great way to appear suspicious! This sends a "something is not right" signal to the other party! Another great alternative to shift eyes is covering your face completely with a pillow or a blanket! This adds to cuteness and helps you get what you want.

2. Offer information without being asked first.
When attempting this tip, make sure to keep your voice loud and defensive. The more detailed your information, the more effective!

e.g. "I DIDN'T HIDE HER PANTIES AND PUT IT IN MY 2ND BEDROOM DRAWER OKAY. I MEAN LIKE, WHY WOULD I WANNA SNIFF IT?"


3. Condemn the scapegoat excessively.
e.g. "I DIDN'T HIDE HER PANTIES AND PUT IT IN MY 2ND BEDROOM DRAWER OKAY. I MEAN LIKE, WHY WOULD I WANNA SNIFF IT? That is like DAMN disgusting la, wtf. I mean, which normal person will do something so weird. I mean, I wouldn't even think of it. In the first place, how did that person even THINK of getting them? How do you get girls' panties!?"

4. Offer "duh" information and pretend that you didn't know.
e.g. "I DIDN'T HIDE HER PANTIES AND PUT IT IN MY 2ND BEDROOM DRAWER OKAY. I MEAN LIKE, WHY WOULD I WANNA SNIFF IT? That is like DAMN disgusting la, wtf. I mean, which normal person will do something so weird. I mean, I wouldn't even think of it. In the first place, how did that person even THINK of getting them? How do you get girls' panties!? Where do they keep them anyway? I mean like, can't be just a normal drawer together with all their underwear right?"

5. Scoff.

6. Extremely wide eyes.
People widen their eyes when they lie badly. This action just says "Look into my eyes, look! I'm not lying!". Auntie, nobody accuse you yet hor.

7. Lie.
Say something entirely contrary to what you're doing.

e.g. While crying, say "I'm not crying." This shows the target that you are trying to not cry. As an extra bonus, brush your tears aside very obviously.

8. Use absolute terms.
Terms like "forever" or "NEVER" or "always" tend to make people suspicious and defensive, especially when you're accusing them. When you use absolute terms, it drops huge hints. In a typical couple quarrel, the following goes:

e.g. "You ALWAYS never pick up my calls!" "Where got ALWAYS? That day I pick up what!"

9. Background sound.
Background sound is a great way of making yourself look exceedingly stupid. Similar to (7), background sound is a more subtle way of lying.

e.g. In the club, you receive a call from your friend whom you got irritated with. That friend thinks she can get away with whatever she did, but you purposely decided to go enjoy yourself without her, and you WANT her to know that.

"Where are you?"
"Hahahaha *constant shouts to other friends in the club, you're holding two convos at once*, sorry what you say?"
"I asked where are you."
"Hahahahaha, no la, at home la why! *squeal and giggle*"
"Umm, that doesn't sound like home."
"*screams hysterically* EH new one leh my bag- DON'T SIT ON ME! WAHAHAHHA! *back to the phone* Oh no la, watching tv ma!"


10. Raise pitch of voice.
A higher voice than usual effectively displays defensiveness and it gets on people's nerves.

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That's all for now! To those who want to get their way or need to act as a suspicious character, or want to learn how to be cute and endearing (because lying badly shows you're an innocent soul), the above ten tips should get you through simple everyday life!

Also, the tips should be able to help you identify really bad liars so you can laugh at them! Remember, if you can tell that a person is lying, its not all about the feeling you get! Body language and other factors do come into the picture!

Happy lying badly!

Sep. 23rd, 2009

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GMFFRAYMOMNWAP ROUND TWO!!

Atcherly I can't think of any more la, so here's just 3 for you guys, whoever is playing!

FOOD ITEM #1
A popular Chinese delicacy, this chunk comes in a delicious oily brown sauce that simply melts in your mouth if its cooked to perfection! Food Item #1 is a definite favourite for the greasy-food-inclined!

Sound when eaten: mush mush squish squish


FOOD ITEM #2
The following drawing may not be the most detailed, but Food Item #2 is thorough and meticulous in easing your burdens. Its great sweet taste is perfect for mending your broken hearts. Mmm!

Sound when eaten: mush mush crunch mush mush crunch

FOOD ITEM #3
Paired with a completely useless drawing, Food Item #3 seems to have been invented by two guys, one tall and thin, one short and plump. Or so I think. This wonderful food item comes in a great 573ml tub (I think its 573ml), mmm, cold and yummy! Give a random guess at the flavour just for the fun of it!

Sound when eaten: mush mush



AAAAAND, the answers to the previous GMFFRAYMOMNWAP ROUND ONE are:
1.Salmon sashimi
2. Ruffles Cheddar and Sour cream
3. Avacado
4. Brinjal
5. California Handroll
6. Rice

WELL DONE, EVERYONE! *lol* I hope the descriptions were cute la, not so much the drawings. I'm thinking of joining neopets as a food artist/inventor.

Sep. 20th, 2009

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gissy and food.

I was talking to el just yesterday on msn, just a very very short convo, but she said something that really tickled my toes.

"You're the only person who would talk to me about food."

REALLY MEHHH.......

I'm assuming that whoever reads this blog is trying to find out more about me. Well, I think I can finally conclude that I really am a slave for food.

I know my oh-so-many-fans are DYING for another one of those paint!-illustrated blog posts, so HERE IT IS! This game is similar to one called "guess the sound", a recent creation of mine. You make a very badly imitated sound, and make people guess it.

Presenting:

GUESS MY FAVOURITE FOOD RIGHT AND YOU MAY OR MAY NOT WIN A 
PRIZE 
(GMFFRAYMOMNWAP for short)
Actually anyone can play, except my man, because it'll be like damn obvious to him. Play already no prize one la, unless I'm feeling rich and I'm in the mood. Only one winner!

FOOD ITEM #1
Its pink and it should be juicy! gissy is particularly particular about Food Item #1. Succulent and white striped, this peachy-pink-coloured delicacy should be a daily delight!

Sound when eaten: squish



FOOD ITEM #2

Its cheesy, and and awfully crispy! Just a little sour, but Food Item #2's sourness is far from infectious! Instead of pulling a long sour face when gissy puts it in her mouth, her eyes simply light up, and she becomes the beautiful girl that she should be.

Sound when eaten: crunch crunch crunch



FOOD ITEM #3
Not the most common of food items eaten from its category, this can be made into a drink, a dip, stuffed into a california roll, or even eaten alone! What is this amazingly versatile food item that made gissy fall in love? Have a guess, at Food Item #3!

Sound when eaten: mush mush



FOOD ITEM #4
Its long, its purple, it looks like a bruised.. urm, cucumber. AND it tastes like crap alone. More or less. With the right cooking method and the right supporting ingredients, Food Item #4 grew on gissy, as she proudly declares its unique flavour an "acquired taste", and "anyone who doesn't like it just isn't mature enough, giggle".

Sound when eaten: squish


FOOD ITEM #5
I don't think it was from california.

Sound when eaten: Either crunch, or craaacckk, or mush, or mush, or nil.



FOOD ITEM #6
Food item #6 are like staple bullets, there are just so many of them! Seemingly tasteless, these completely innocent and harmless are often mistaken as white termites when found alone. What are these!?

Sound when eaten: mush squish squish


Aaaaand, that's all for tonight! Have a good guess! Don't be a spoilsport! I love community involvement blog posts!

Sep. 14th, 2009

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Once upon a time...

there was a girl who was really bored, and realised that she hadn't updated in the longest time, so she decided to do another random long post. And it made all the difference to her otherwise damn boring night.

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To sum it all up, major events in my life are the farewell party for ros and jacq, the first outing with lomo people mainly at the singapore flyer, the 2nd outing with lomo people, walking around clarke quay and chinatown area, then later stopping at bugis, and ros and jacq leaving singapore but I could not send them off, el's birthday celebration with me, anddddd, that's about it.

Let's begin with eye pleasers!

So I joined the holga tour, its some lomo tour thing, 25 people share one camera, then the camera gets passed around singapore and we each shoot 12 shots of our area, then at the end it becomes some montage collage thing thing of Singapore. Quite nice la.

Here are my few best pictures! Don't bother about the others, those are really DAMN ugly. There's a huge gap between the standard of the good ones and the bad ones.







Mel, if you're reading this, you still REALLY wanna quite lomo ah! LOL.

Anyway, more random pictures from my recent rolls, the best ones:

My favourite socks!

When I put my feet like this, the yellow matches the yellow, the blue matches the blue and the pink matches the pink!

Alas, LORD VOLDEMORT HAS ARRIVED IN SINGAPORE! If you look closely you can see his wand. No, not his "wand", just his wand.




Great sky! Colour distorted by slide film! Woot!


Maaaaambo, smelly boy!


Great sky again!


Best yoghurt ever, especially the honeycomb one.


The last gameplan meeting, in which naf refused to rehearse anymore because of the license issue.


Roslyn's birthday meeting thing, in which I couldn't stay long, because I had to run off to another birthday meeting. Horrible lips, urgh! Anyway, thanks mel cx and ros for the semi-leftovers! See, a scavenger knows gratitude.


Everyone said I couldn't catch the bird cause it was too far away, but I begged to differ. Oh, I'm BEGGING.






Caught on camera! Love the switch in emotions!


Aaaaand, at ecp:


Anyway, I forced my man to join the holga tour cause I was trying to poison him with lomo, to no avail, and to much of my annoyance. But whatever, he manages to take some nice photos.

Here are the best of his holga tour shots:

I know my outfit looks terrible here but somehow I don't seem to notice myself in this shot. Generally this shot very nice la!


Pigeon scare!


Swingin'!


Firefield!


And more pictures from his first roll. We kinda shared it a bit la, whenever I ran out of film I just take his cam and snap. He like don't care like that, so whatever.

Lookie, remember raggedy ann doll!? Didn't manage to catch her whole face, I guess it was just bad aiming.




Gorgeous, innit!?














Really good for a first try! My first try was like.... messed up.

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So the farewell party was very nicely organised, thanks wyn! I have a thousand and one pics, mostly up on facebook so everyone (i THINK everyone) can see it. Except mel and cx. They seem to have disappeared off the face of face of facebook, figuratively speaking. LOL! I think they prolly deleted their accounts or something, I've been too lazy to ask. We played games and stuff to try and finish the drinks.

And the first and second outing with lomo people were quite interesting. Great to hang out with people who actually know stuff about cameras, more essperienced than me so I can ask stuff, share stuff, AND get company to shoot. And get models for shooting, and vice versa, because I am the camwhore.

And celebrating el's birthday with her was pretty alright I guess. I peer pressured her into skipping dance (oops). So we watched a movie at iluma, the filmgarde there. It was early man! We caught the 11.05am movie, I love you, Beth Cooper. And I was kinda wishing that we'd get the entire theatre to ourselves, but there were 4 other people, so that squished all fantasies of laughing loudly and running about the theatre and speaking at the top of my voice. I did remove my shoes and rest them on my seat and anyhow pick a seat and stuff, though. And talked a little louder than was appropriate.

As the credits were rolling, el and I were the only ones left in the theatre cause we were watching the credits roll. Then the ticket tearer guy came walking up the stairs. I figured he was coming up the steps cause he thought there was no one left and wanted to check if we left valuables behind, and clear rubbish and stuff. I only found it kinda odd that he came in so early, I mean, got standard procedure one right?

Whatever it is, el and I agreed that we were probably supposed to leave, so we stood up, and I was wondering if maybe we shouldn't leave the food and drink there, so el got the drink and I took the popcorn thing. El went to the stairs first, and the ticket tearer guy stopped at our area there and seemed pretty insistent on taking the drink from el, and when I reached the stairs, pretty insistent on taking my popcorn from me. So I was like urm okay, and passed him the popcorn. He handed me a folded slip of paper at the same time.

"ooo free gift!" I thought. Maybe a voucher or something.

So I read it while walking down the stairs. To my extreme excitement and hilarity:

Afternoon Ladies
my names Kelvin, 20 y.o
I think you ladies look really eye-catching on the outside =)
I would love to know more about you
girls. Perhaps, I can invite you all to
coffee or lunch or dinner.
XXXXXXXX is my number. Drop me a call or msg
if ur up for it.

[on the flip side]
(P.S sorry I wrote a note, but if
my boss catches me as asking you
guys out. I'll get hammered -_- )


"EELEEYANER EELEEYANER" Imagine my stage whisper, as I hurried to el, who was attempting to open the exit door. We struggled to open the exit door, then realised after a while that the hinge was on the other side of the frame. LOL.

I was rather flattered at first, but of course, had no intention to call him for coffee or lunch or dinner. Then after reading and re reading the note throughout the day, it started to sound a bit bit tactless. Here is the note again, with my annonations.

Afternoon Ladies
my names Kelvin, 20 y.o [he seems pretty young actually, like el and my age like that. prolly younger.]
I think you ladies look really eye-catching on the outside =) [???!?!????!!!!!?!??]
I would love to know more about you
girls. Perhaps, I can invite you all to
coffee or lunch or dinner.
XXXXXXXX is my number. Drop me a call or msg
if ur up for it.

[on the flip side]
(P.S sorry I wrote a note, but if  [what, you mean on this crap piece of paper? or writing the note itself?]
my boss catches me as asking you
guys out. I'll get hammered -_- )
[correct usage of the word?]

Anyway the piece of paper was like torn out from some pok corner of dunnowhat and ya. -.-" So cheap can, bueh tahan.

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On saturday I went out on my 2nd lomo outing! Was pretty aaaaalright until we got to this newly opened ice cream shop called once upon a milkshake (ouam for short). ITS FANTASTIC! I mean, the ice cream was really thick and creamy, NOTHING like whatever ice creams like at gelare or whatever. This shop made me believe in going to a place to sit down to eat ice cream. Their garden theme like not very gardeny leh, only one strip of "grass" at a corner, but their shop is damn small. I won't say cosy la, but everything is affordable, very simple concept. Something like 8 or 10 flavours, then you choose if you want it as ice cream or milkshake. Affordable, I suppose. The ice cream was so thick and creamy that it felt a BIT like I was eating dough. Especially cause it didn't melt very fast. And it wasn't like ice cold until cannot taste anything. So the price was worth it, since it takes a while to finish the ice cream. I dare say it can compete with my top favourite ice cream brands like ben and jerry's and haagen dazs. Flavours are great!

EVERYONE GO GO GO! You can go to www.onceuponamilkshake.com.sg to take a look. If you wanna go book a date with me! But I may not like you very much so I might decline.



Rahh!


Aug. 29th, 2009

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The random thoughts of gisella huang.

Being a cashier isn't all that easy.

When I first started it was pretty exciting I suppose. My first encounter with a customer buying condoms didn't surprise me a whole bunch, but whatever it is, it was broad daylight, and it was EARLY AFTERNOON, and as I thanked the customer, the following words slipped out of my mouth:

"Thank you sir, please come again, have a nice night." I nearly, LITERALLY lifted my hand to smack my face after I said that. At least he didn't notice anything.

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I secretly think that those red rubber bands you get from coffee shops make very nice bracelets for me.

Jul. 30th, 2009

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Mystery unravelled: What does a bee smell like?

After rehearsal under Grace's void deck today, Melvyn, Steph and I were walking towards wherever we were going. The destinations do not matter.

A bug flew into my face. It looked a bit roundish. Steph on my right went "oh!" [steph if you're reading this, that's how your "oh" was supposed to sound like in the play].

The bug kinda went up my nostril a little (or maybe it was just at the entrance of my nostril, and I inhaled or something). There was this.. scent.

It smelt like a nice, slightly flowery smell of wood. A teensy bit musky.

Do you think of colours when you smell things? When I smelt it, I saw dark foresty green, dark brown oak-oak that kind of colour, and a deep, dark mellow pink.

"Was that a moth!?" I asked, because I thought I saw two black wings.

"No, it was a bee." Steph replied.

Melvyn just turned back, mouth agape (okay slightly less than agape, he wasn't bewildered).

So now we know what bees smell like. You thought it'd be honey, or the sweetish smell of flowers and their pollen, but you were WRONG. Or maybe I remembered wrongly.

Go sniff a bee for yourself!

Jul. 27th, 2009

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Maybe one day gisella is the becoming the famous the blogger.

I'll admit it: My blog viewership seems to have risen by quite a bit since I put my lj website link in my signature in the lomotion forums.

Its cheap advertisement, I guess. I never really expected to get viewers from that link, but I suppose I do! I never thought that people actually bother to click on that link in the signature. I don't. Which leads me to wonder why I put it there in the first place. Ah, my memory fails me again.

Maybe there was just a little bit of hope that I might find a suitor from lomotion, that someone might come to my blog and see "oh this girl is so pretty, I like her!". Maybe I'll get a fan, who knows! Must have been that greedy part of me that loves attention, and loves suitors, but has acquired less than 3 in my entire life. Not including those guys that I actually dated. I define suitors as those who are the lucky sufferers of unrequited love.

2 only leh! And that was when I was frigging ugly, in sec school. Luscious shiny pimples blooming on my nose like roses. Or rafflesias. Long hair, a bit greasy greasy one. Freaking huge scrunchies that I loved wearing. I thought very cool can.

And then, when I got to jc, I thought "yay, mixed school! I hope I don't go boy crazy, but I want a lot a lot of suitors". I used to think I was decent looking, at some 45 degrees angles I'd be pretty, and that my looks grow on people. Now when I look at pictures from long ago, I think: Boy am I hot now.

Unfortunately, I had ZERO suitors in jc. People tell me that maybe its because they know I have a man, so they keep off. But rumours are supposed to spread what! Like.. "eh I heard who and who likes you leh. but he heard you got a man." Kua kua kua~ FAIL. Zero. nada. kosong.

Partly, deep down inside, I think that actually its because I carry myself as a very siao person. The not-so-close guy is usually scared of me because I'm so loud and crazy and far from feminine. I appear to exist as a force of my own, some sort of entity that's indescribable and has no name. No, I'm not androgynous. Neither am I masculine. Just some.. thing.

Anyway, I'm keeping the link on my lomotion signature because I'm guessing it'll draw more readers. Maybe not consistent readers, but I dunno. *lol* A bit of attention here and there is nice. Everyone knows I'm an attention whore. And, if I become a fairly FAIRLY famous blogger, maybe I can get free stuff! LOL. I mean, look at xiaxue and how far she's come! Even though her blogging content has changed, I do believe that actually she's a very nice person. Maybe a little vain. Okay, very vain. But she knows it. And I think she's actually very funny. Maybe not my kind of gang (clubbing and nightlife is out for me. makeup is also out for me.), but her wavelength for humour not bad what!

Enough about xiaxue! This post is about me!

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Anyway JK Rowling rocks! But I can't remember ANYTHING in the 6th and 7th book. -.-" Gonna re-read man. She's a great writer, but don't get me wrong, that is DEF not a great work of literature.

Jul. 25th, 2009

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Are you googleable?

People don't call it internet search anymore, they call it googling. Its a verb! Its in the dictionary! I'm kidding.

Anyway I don't know if many of you guys do it, but I constantly google my username, for reasons too leh chey to explain. Basically I'm just trying to find my blog, or things like that. I don't like typing in the address bar because it adds a new address to it. Except that now I'm using mozilla, so my history and all clears every time I close and open the browser.

Anyway, come watch my play! Tickets are at $10/$12! Let me knowww!

Jul. 23rd, 2009

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Sex sells.



Driven to the point of absolute desperation, a teenage girl resorts to prostitution, advertising her services over the internet.

Why?

Well, sex sells. Well.

DARE YOU JOIN US ON THIS GAMEPLAN?

Call me at 97337940 for tickets! Buy from meee!




Jul. 21st, 2009

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ju·ris·dic·tion  (jrs-dkshn)
n.
1. Law The right and power to interpret and apply the law: courts having jurisdiction in this district.
2.
a. Authority or control: islands under U.S. jurisdiction; a bureau with jurisdiction over Native American affairs.
b. The extent of authority or control: a family matter beyond the school's jurisdiction.
3. The territorial range of authority or control.

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My AQ logbook has not started.

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I never thought I could speed-read. I was always the slowest in class when it came to reading articles during GP, or play excerpts during TSD, etc etc. Now that I'm reading Harry Potter, I find myself anticipating and knowing what's coming up next. I wish it could all be really fresh for me again, and that I could force myself to not expect anything, and to NOT THINK of what's coming next, but my mind works faster than I can control it (yay! nae?).

Well, so I find myself skipping phrases that describe the WAY people behave, I find myself skipping descriptions, in general. Oh dear, I'm speed-reading Harry Potter. -.-" This sucks ass. Its almost like I'm not MEANT to enjoy it anymore. "hey gissy, omg stop reading harry potter, you read how many times already".

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I've been having this CRAZY chocolate craving since saturday or something. I started craving for it on saturday. On sunday I got my hands on a small tupperware full of broken chocolate bar pieces. The moment I put a piece in my mouth, all I thought was.. WOW.

WOW.

WOW. This was how long I hadn't had chocolate. I couldn't even remember the last time I had chocolate, mmm yum mmm yum yum. I was hooked.

I started munching on it, opening the fridge every now and then to take a piece (aiyah take two la, a bit only ma. ^^). Then it got worse, and on sunday night, I found myself taking the entire tupperware and just eating and eating. Of course, the resources in my house started depleting, and because those chocolates weren't mine, but my parents, I decided to get a bar for myself. Ooo, boy did I crave for cadbury!

Let's do a timeline for my chocolate addiction.

Saturday, 18th July 2009: I felt the first pangs of hunger. I felt, for the first time, chocolust.

Sunday, 19th July 2009: I thought I could brush the feeling away. I kept digging in the fridge. I found a box of broken chocolate bar pieces. It was an assortment of different chocolate bars. I took a piece and gave in to the chocolust. I was hooked. I couldn't remember the last time I had chocolate. I lived in that moment, and the moments after that in which the chocolate melted on my tongue, filled my mouth with flavour. I knew there was no turning back.

Monday, 20th July 2009: Cadbury. I planned my day around getting chocolate. I decided on the route to take when I got back. I tried to fight the urge; while at the bus stop with Sonia, I told myself to take the next bus that sends me home, whichever it is. If it takes me to the market, I'll get the chocolate. If it doesn't, then cold turkey here I come. Bus 3 came. The bus stop was nowhere near the market. The devil in me told me I'd regret it. I fell for it. I stopped a bus stop earlier. I headed to the other supermarket at loyang point. I bought myself a bar of cadbury chocolate, which crunchie bits. I broke the chocolate when I got home, and placed the broken bits in a tupperware. I ate 3/4s of the box.

Tuesday, 21st July 2009: The little bit that was left was too difficult to resist. I emptied the box in no time. It wasn't enough. I tried to tell myself to resist. Didn't work. I planned to get another bar after I was done with tsd. After tsd, I found myself walking to the market and getting a bar of cadbury black forest. I broke it up. I ate a black forest gummy thing as it fell out when I was breaking the chocolate. I felt the surge of lust swell in my middle. I stopped myself. The chocolate lies in the tupperware in the fridge, untouched, but waiting to be eaten. Eventually. I resist the urge.


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I got some pics when I developed them. Most turned out like crap. Some were nice.





If this picture didn't get overlapped due to technical problems with the camera... It would've been nice. :( I really liked this picture. Maybe it wasn't the best picture, but then its one of the very few nights that my man and I got to stay out late together, and we had tao huay from this good tao huay store. Refreshing feeling. I really liked that night. :) The tao huay's nice too. Affordable also. There are two tao huay stores and they're right next to each other, and they're like rivals. *lol*



Guess whose feet? If you were there its quite easy to tell who's on the right, left and centre.









And that's my man, in our favourite field of shit of all time.



I like this picture because I managed to catch the mimosas! They're a faint pink only in this pic, but yay! I didn't expect to catch anything on that small a scale.



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Let's move on to products! To the traditional chinese Singaporean person, this product may be very familiar.



I just absolutely love the clanking sound of the glass bottle against the metal of the tin! And I love love love the smell! I know some people hate it. Anyway this thing's called "YU YEE OIL". But I call it "ru yi you". In mandarin la.

Anyway, I noticed that the one in my mummy's room smelt a bit funny, and only on sunday did I realise... !!!!!! They're DIFFERENT.

I'm not going to say anything much, in case I get sued for slander or whatever, so I'll just take pictures of them and place them side by side.

the one in my room vs the one in mummy's room


oranges vs boat


red vs brown with black flecks of something unidentifiable (I'm not sure what it is)


I still prefer the first one (red, 2 oranges). I don't know what the second one is, maybe it has different effects from the first one, but from what I see, they look very very very similar.

Chicken or the egg?

Jul. 20th, 2009

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Oh god, I'm so worried! My vocab is dying, I just realised I used the word "jurisdiction" in my msn chat with choy that day, and realised only today that I've got NO idea what it means! In case I didn't mention in the previous post (I'm too lazy to check), I'm getting into mdis mass comm, 2 year course.

MASS COMM. Time to grab a notebook and kiasu a bit, rip out articles from the newspaper, do AQ (omg I had to ask jerine what this part was called) over and over! I can't believe this! I'm so out of touch! Kiasu a bit is the never mind one la hor?

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Anyway I was watching harry potter order of the phoenix (part of it) on dvd yesterday, and I was looking at the scenery. Every now and then I'd ask my parents:

"Is it really like that in the UK?"
"Yes.."
"Wow."
*repeat*

It really is very beautiful! I mean, of course while editting the videos they'd shift the colours a bit, make it more greyish or rich oakish, etc etc. But I'm sure with the "base" beauty, its def a really nice place. I'd love to go there one day!

While the movies were very obviously severely adapted, I realised how out of touch I was with harry potter! I used to be able to list spells off the top of my head, tell you on which page (left or right), which general segment of the book, and which general area of the page a quote came from! Now I even had difficulty telling you the name of the last book, and what went on. All I remember was that, book 6 and 7 were a total mess. Who and who and who died and blah di blah di blah.

I have decided to embark on a major project, to re-read all the harry potter books, from book 2 onwards. Because.. I don't have book 1. *lol* So yes. A Harry Potter BOOK fan is in the making!

Btw, I so hate emma watson. She's not all that fantastic. I think its because my man really likes her, but who cares. I hate her, every bit of her. Just like I can't stand felicia chin, etc etc. I swear, if my man could see both of them without makeup........ (i hope emma watson looks bad without makeup. I know felicia chin does. ^^)
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Anyway I really seriously super duper need a part time job! Any recomendations!?

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