Major Revamp

Hello everyone. I was sick today and hence stayed home and had nothing to do, so I decided to do what I always wanted to but kept putting off. Getting a new skin for my blog. I thought it would be pretty easy, just search for a blogskin I like and copy and paste. 5 minutes job.

So I searched and I searched and I searched, but all i found were blogskins that were horribly emo. I found one nice simple one, but then I saw a button on the edit template page that said upgrade to something something to customize ure template more. So i did that. blogger.com is under google now, and they've made some changes. It was a little easier to manage, but still it took me the entire day to create the graphics, find css codes to apply the correct settings to the background image and stuff like that. But I think its worth it, I mean look at my blog now... its so sexy and gorgeous. Like me.

If you guys need graphics for ure blogs, let me know... I can help you make it(For a nominal fee).

Nintendo Wii

The title of this post has nothing to do with the post itself. Its just the title of a South Park episode I was watching in school.

I got Photoshop CS today and I've been having loads of fun editing my pictures. Its like the coolest program ever man! My mum was blessing the invention of the computer everytime she walked in and saw what I had come up with. I really should have spent my time writing my two legal letters that are due tomorrow, but I just couldnt resist the urge of doctoring pictures. So here are some of my creations!

The Original

The Ali-G Version How my postcards to my fans would look if I was famous Egypt was fun! The view from an airplane window I am rather brainy you know!

If you wanna have your pics edited.. let me know. Ill gladly edit em for u. (For a nominal fee)

Hello... Ween.

It was halloween yesterday, 31st of October. I decided to celebrate it by wearing my monster mask to school (Refer to picture).
















I put it on immediately after conveyancing law lecture, as I was exiting the lecture theatre. Scared the bejeezes outta folks. I was like walking along the corridors waving at people and yelling "Happy Halloween", which were echoed with comments from Dominic and Ashwin that went along the lines of "Weird nosed sindhi bastard" and "Hes so deprived". But little do they know that I had a wonderful childhood. All our cousins would hang out and then they would go cycle... they didnt take me along most of the time. Wait! I never once cycled with them. They went exploring and didnt allow me to join them. My mother used to send me out of the house to sleep with Sherla my cat on the swing when I was 5. My grandma beat me with a rolling pin when I refused to go to the temple with her. Hmm... maybe it wasnt so wonderful after all... HEY! but at least my mother didnt try killing me with a pair of scissors! Eh Ashwin???

Back to halloween before I get depressed. Yeah so I walked into the canteen with my mask on, and everyone just dropped their forks and spoons (Some tried dropping their pants too), and they just gaped at me. Felt really cool. Some random chick asked if she could take a picture with me. I mean im used to it and all by now... women just cant get enough of me, but still usually they introduce themselves first. :P

I had the misfortune of bumping into Mr Ferlin with my mask on. He said "Oh you had plastic surgery? You look much better now!". Then he scurried off to get his nasi padang.

I also wore my mask into the bus all the way to tampines mall, wishing a few commuters Happy Halloween. Met some of my drama juniors in the ITAS canteen and they were in their halloween costumes too. How wonderful. They got free food and all, but I think its only cuz they are girls. I asked the same uncle for something free after they left and he just stared at me and then asked if he could borrow my mask. He took a couple of pictures with the mask on, gave it back to me and said thanks. He didnt even like give me a french fry.

But all in all, it was a good halloween. Oh and I was thinking about what dominic said "We not ang moh celebrate halloween for what???" Well, I guess its for the fun of it, but I also feel that many only celebrate it cuz its american and everything american is good. So Im gonna go do some research on other festivals and look out for the fun ones and celebrate it. Goodnight!

Connecting the dots

Today has been a rather philosophical day for me. I dont know if its the after effects of monkey man, or just because I've genuinely got a lot happening up there, but yeah... I've been thinking a lot today.

I met up with Dominic after my tabla rehearsal with the ICG folks in school. The plan was to have lunch then head down to brewerkz. Dominic asked me a rather intriguing question. We were sitting down at the hawker centre, having our lunch, and random people kept coming to our table, sitting down, having a drink and leaving. I looked at those people, they were all old and they looked like the kind of simple people who were happy with, or at least accepted what life gave them. They were the kind of people who seemed happy to go down just for a cup of tea, and then pick up their heavy bags and go on with life. Dominic asked what I saw myself doing in the future. Something I have been asking myself quite often. Whenever I look at myself, I want nothing less that being successful. But then I ask myself what is my definition of success. Money? Fame? Making my parents and those around me proud? Pursuing law? Pursuing drama?

I dont know what I want out of all those. I want to conquer all of them. I want to get a law degree, I want to become a lawyer for a while and then give it up sometime later for drama. This is what I want to do now, but in life, what you want isnt what always transpires. Sometimes you just have to accept and believe that whatever unexpected twists occur in your life will somehow help form a greater you. Of course, as Steve Jobs said you can only fully appreciate these unexpected twists when you are ahead in life, looking back at it. Like for me, I didnt do very well in my PSLE and I went into the normal academic stream. Of course when you are in there, most of us accept that we will end up doing the courses, which are not too stringent when it comes to admission criterias. when I was in sec 5, I believed fervently that I would end up doing a course in IT or something related to that. That was until I met my sister's boyfriend and hung out with him a couple of times. He recommended that I check out the diploma in Law and Management. I never knew that existed. For the last 7 months of my final year in secondary school, I wanted to get into that courses really bad. I would wonder at night if I was good enough, whether they would take me, whether I was good enough to compete with the express students. I made it into the courses and I cant think of a word that expresses the feeling I had when I received the letter of acceptance. Looking back, I dont think I would have made it if I had gone into express. I guess when it comes to subjects like maths, I need more time and that extra year was exactly what I needed. Back to Dominic's question, I dont know what will happen from here, but I guess I have to trust that the dots will eventually join in the end.

This leads my to my second topic. Fate. What exactly is it? When something happens to some people, they just sigh and say it is fate. I suppose that is a good way of dealing with things because you learn to accept what has happened and accept that there are things that are beyond your powers that will happen, upsetting whatever you planned. But it is another thing to go around waiting for fate to come lift you off your feet and bring you success. I was just thinking about it on my way back in the bus, and I feel that fate, luck, god, or whatever else you would like to call it, does help you in your quest, but in order to receive that help you have to take a couple of steps forward first. I guess these external forces have a way of sniffing out the relentless tryers. I feel that if your goal was a kilometre away, in a straight line, you just have to keep taking steps towards that direction and fate,luck,god will take steps towards you to help pull you the rest of the distance when the two meet in between. So we just have to keep taking steps, and trust that one day you will get to the in between line, and hopefully luck will take you the rest of the way. Someone once asked me what is luck? He said that perhaps another word for it would be a coincidence, a coincidence is when two incidences happen at the same time. Its just two things that have a low probability of happening, happening. In the same way, it is possible to replicate that, it is possible to create your own luck. And how do you do that? By taking steps I suppose.

The third thing I want to talk about is being yourself. Very often I hear people saying, just be yourself and everything will be fine. I often ask myself who am I? I find that my personality switches when I meet different people. But why does it have to change? Very often I ask myself which self should I be? In psychology, I learned that the human mind consists of three... levels or layers, if you will. The first is the Id, which is the natural instinctive part of the brain that seeks the primary needs of humans, like food and sex. The third layer is your super-ego (will get to the second in a bit). That part strives to become the ideal person one would like to be. Like a loyal husband, with a perfect family and career. The second layer is your ego. Thats the rationalising part of the brain that balances the two. People might be more inclined towards a particular level, and therefore this defines their personality. My question is at which level should one be? We all have needs, we all have ambitions, is it wrong to pursue them? Is it right to keep rationalising? They are always drawbacks, if you are overly rationalistic, then you will be too afraid to pursue your dreams that you secretly wish for. Where should one be? The only answer I can come up with is to find the right balance for ourselves. Everything in life has to have a balance and I suppose it is up to the individual to find his balance. I also believe that success is achieving what you desire without pushing anyone else down. Im sorry if the last bit of this post is a little bit all over the place, I just am too lazy to go back and edit, and rephrase my thoughts. Goodnight

PS: Munah is hot.

The need to be free

Magus Luna 2 is tomorrow. Actually it is today, cuz its already 1.45am. I dont know why I'm up, but I just cant go to bed yet, cuz my mind is in a flurry. Theres just so much going on inside, so much has been going on for the past week. Its just overwhelming, and I need a outlet for all my thoughts, otherwise, I'm just gonna go mad.

I met up with Priya last saturday to get the cloth for Magus Luna 2, I was pretty exhausted that day, but looking back and comparing the state I am in now, I would have to say that I was still very much okay then. Once Monday came, everything has happened so fast. We didnt get much done on monday, then what was supposed to be completed on Monday dragged on to Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Being the organiser of the show, and being the first show ever that I'm in charge of, you can pretty well imagine how I was feeling. Actually come to think of it, on Wednesday I reached a stage of numbness. I guess it was the stress of the setbacks coupled with the lack of sleep that caused the numbness. I was walking about, talking, getting things done, rehearsing, but it just didnt feel like me. It was like as though I was watching myself do all this from an external point of view. Then there were drastic measures that I had to take, which resulted in conflicts, but I suppose it wasnt uncalled for. I probably would have reacted the same way. Im just glad that they were professional enough to resolve it. I dont know how I could have gone on without some of them.

Without Kay and Fadzley, the set would have looked horrendous. Without Ashwin, I dont think we could have got the technical stuff sorted out as quickly, oh and I also have to thank him for keeping my sanity at times. Without Mas, I probably could not have managed the performers as well. And without Priya, I would have just crumbled under the workload. Its supposed to be Priya and my production officially, but honestly it is their production as much as it is ours.

Now back to my state during production week. Things started to get better on thursday, I was beginning to see the beacon of light, slim and faint but visible nevertheless. Then when I got home, I had some other admin stuff to do, so I ended up sleeping at 3am again. Even then, I couldnt get a good night's rest. I had really weird dreams and nightmares of being chased down a huge shopping mall by some psychotic killers, and I was running thru the aisles, pushing a friend in a trolley. I forgot who was there in my dream. Anyway, I got awakened with a call from Cat. Haha that was pretty funny. She was like "Hello Mato. Sorry to bother you so early in the morning like that." in a very pleasant tone. Then she went on to scold me abt leaving our stuff all over the corridor. Sigh... anyway Im sorry Cat if you are reading this. So I quickly got up, brushed my teeth, bathed, put some clothes on, didn't even bother shaving or gelling my hair or wearing my contacts. I was out of the house in like 20mins. Then I had to wait for 15mins for a friggin cab. Which is surprising, considering how there is always an abundant supply of cabs around my area. I reached design space, and together with Mas, Kay and the Nadi Crew folks,cleaned up the corridor and the stage. Thanks Nadi Crew!

Then we realised that there was a little bit of paint on the floor, and if Cat found out about it, she would probably flip! So Elias and I went down to the paint shop to get turpentine. Afterwards, we went to the barber, and I shaved my head. Then we went back and worked worked and rehearsed. Things are much better now. But theres still room for improvement. I think the cast is awesome, they pick up quickly, except that they are too bloody noisy backstage, but nevermind I hope they will be on their best behaviour tomorrow, otherwise I'll kill them. I swear! I'll friggin drag them backstage, stab them in their thighs repeatedly and puncture the major artery there and watch them bleed to death, all the while screaming "You like to make noise backstage right! Nah! Make all the fuckin noise u want!"

But aiyah, I hope everything goes well tomorrow man. I have confidence in us. Just hope there are no screw ups tomorrow. Im gonna sleep now. Till I write again, Goodnight.

Dont diss Google Earth man... Im warning you!

Hello peeps. Its like 3.52am right now, and I really shuld be sleeping. But before I go, I have to upload this conversation I just had with my friend charmaine. Now for those of you who dont know who charmaine is, she is actually priya's aunt, but because of some weird happening somewhere in their family line, charmaine is younger than priya. Anyway, It started off with me looking for my house on Google Earth. After a while, I managed to find it by tracing roads I was familiar with. Being me, I was beyond glee when I finally found my house, so I decided to share the good news with Charmaine, and tried explaining what Google Earth was all about. She found it interesting and said that she would download it tomorrow. Being the jackass that I always am, I decided to kick up a whole load of fuss, and... well... read for yourself.


Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
woohoo i found my house

MAINE says:
huh??

MAINE says:
what house? arent you at home?

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
nono

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
i mean yes i am. I meant on google earth

MAINE says:
oh coool whats that?

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
go download

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
lets u navigate the world, then u can zoom in to countries and see satellite images of the entire place. Can zoom in all the way till u find ure house

MAINE says:
oh wow. thats coooool.

MAINE says:
i'll do that tmr.. im too tired now. hehh

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
i dint ask u to do it wad

MAINE says:
you asked me to go downloadddd

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
nah i meant go download if u wanna know, cuz i lazy to explain

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
but i was like ahh fuck it just tell the poor girl

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
then now ure like sayin oh ill do it tomz

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
like google earth is not good enough fer u

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
like as if its not worth ure attention

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
like as if ure queen high and almighty

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
and u dont need google earth

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
like its of no importance to u at all

MAINE says:
HEYHEY! dont get me wrong lahhh

MAINE says:
it is cooool

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
yeah and now ure just being patronising

MAINE says:
NOO!

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
like when one of ure servants comes up to u and shows u something

MAINE says:
i nvr meant it that way!

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
and u like stop looking at ure pearl necklace and just glance at it and say "ya ya its nice... now go away"

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
like u dont appreciate what google earth can do for u

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
i mean its just that

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
i went thru so much explaining what it is

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
then ure like aiyah its not worth my time

MAINE says:
huhhhh

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
i felt very insulted

MAINE says:
ehhh dont be angry!

MAINE says:
i din insult you!

MAINE says:
matoooooo.

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
nvm its ok

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
sigh

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
i mean i hope u understand

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
that i really truly tried explaining what google earth does

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
maybe it wasnt a good enough explanation for u

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
i dont know

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
but i just thought it would be nice to share it with u... but i guess u dont appreciate it

MAINE says:
mato!! i appreciated it!

MAINE says:
why you so drama

MAINE says:
i didnt insult you!

MAINE says:
i swear

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
Eh charmaine!

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
this is too hilarious

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
im uploading this conversation on my blog

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
i was kidding lah!

MAINE says:
EHHHHHH!

MAINE says:
BASKETT!

MAINE says:
NO YOUR SO NOT DOING THAT!

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
haha yes i am

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
damn cute

MAINE says:
NOPE! YOUR NOT!!!

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
relax its funny

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
haha

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
its damn funny lah... how u thought i was serious

Dr Cow & the Perennially Perplexing Purple Potato says:
CHARMAINE! did u really think id be upset with u over a computer program?

MAINE says:
you blooody hell sounded damn serious lah!

MAINE says:
EH LACK OF SLEEP HEREEEE! so not really thinking properly!!

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Thats the end of the conversation. Err... goodnight.

The name game

Hey people, Its been a very very very very very very very very very very long while since I last bloggereded. Just didn't have the mood to blog anymore. Surprisingly it just came back to me. I mean who would have thought the the blogging mood would suddenly just erupt within me like a volcano in a water bottle. Hmm volcano in a water bottle... come to think of it, thats how one feels when he pukes halfway and swallows back his own puke. Happened to me a few times... pretty awesome feeling. Anyway, the reason why I decided to blog again was because of www.urbandictionary.com its like this reaaaally cool website which i stumbled upon whilst blog-reading. It gives definitions to names. Obviously theres no definition for my name cuz my name is so unique! Unique to the point that no one wants it. sigh... anyway, I ran a few names in there and heres what it came up with (Even comes with how to use the name in sentences)!!!

Kay
How bout, a way to say "Okay"
"CLEAN YP YOUR ROOM KAY!?" ... "kay..."

Word that I (Lysseh) use to mean 'Okay, I don't give a fuck about what you're talking about.'See also kaybye.
Person: My life sucks. I want to kill myself tonight because my love just moved 30 miles away, and my dad wants me to clean the house.Lysseh: kay. -walks away-


1.
KAY


1)How bout, a way to say "Okay"
"CLEAN YP YOUR ROOM KAY!?" ... "kay..."


2. kay

Word that I (Lysseh) use to mean 'Okay, I don't give a fuck about what you're talking about.'See also kaybye.
Person: My life sucks. I want to kill myself tonight because my love just moved 30 miles away, and my dad wants me to clean the house.Lysseh: kay. -walks away-

3. kay

a jewlery shop in the Warwick Mall and Smithfield Commons
Every kiss begins with kay....no shit gay ass!!! K i s s


4. kay

nounTerm for the outer glutimus maximus or ass.Derived from the shorthand version 'ay' as a reference to violent entry.
"I'm kicking your kay!""I'll do you up the kay!"

Dominic
a guy who sleeps with animals
"oh dominic stop fucking that goat"


Ashwin

(n.)- one who is considered the goofiest friend, the most passionate lover, the most worthy contender, or bootilicious OR ALL OF THE ABOVE. (n.)- one who mimics animals(n.)- one who strives to be an air-bender
That guy is definitely ashwin material.Is that your ashwin?Damn, you are so an ashwin with that fine ass of yours.


Elias

1)One Damn Sexy Mother Fucker.
I am so Elias

2) Name given to a man who has exceptional abilities in seemingly an endless number of topics. For some reason however; God decided to make all Elias' considerably unskilled in basketball. For they have no ability to play the game and seem to have no concept of how to stop anyone else from scoring.
I saw that man named Elias lift a car with one arm, but he never could stop Kurt from scoring when playing one on one in basketball. Simply amazing!

3. elias

a piece of shit, as in a pile of feces.
Oh fuck.. i stepped in an Elias!

7.
elias

1. knowledgeable in a wide variety of fields, especially language 2. to desire another's wife


Priya
A sweet nice girl, who usually is very innocent. A girl named Priya is associated with intellect, and the power to seduce anyone ;-)
Wowwww did you see Priya? Shyteee she lookx gooood


Hmm... Well... it is accurate about Dominic (That explains his love for animals... or should i say lust for animals), and almost true for elias, except in his case he just thinks hes drop dead sexy and that he has superpowers. The last one was pretty funny... Priya being able to seduce any1! Wahahaha! I mean no disrespect or whatever Priya, but u is like a little bit freaky. Like those huge eyed monsters in my PETS textbook in primary 3. I remember I crapped myself back then when I got the book. I was like yay finally Im going to Primary 3... let me read my PETS textbook (I liked reading all the stories in there). Then I flipped through the pages and suddenly there was some green ugly monster staring at me and it was at night. So i started screaming like a girl for 3 seconds cuz I read the book about medusa a few days before and she used to petrify people with her gaze, and from that day onwards I had a phobia of looking people and animals in their eyes. So you can kinda guess how freaked out I was. But I managed to calm myself down by sniffing the glue in my pencil box. I used to love doing that, till I found out that it killed brain cells and that it was an offence. Damage was done though... I mean look at me now, everyone thinks im some weirdo.

Speaking of weirdos, Elias and I were walkin towards design school to get the seductress and ashwin the horse, and I suddenly started rapping, and Elias did his beatbox thing. It was like damn cool cuz it was damn spontaneous and this whole group of students just stared at the both of us cuz we were really getting into it, and then we got stopped by the security guard, who asked us for our matric cards to check if we were indeed from TP. But he was pretty cool as well... he asked what the hell we were doing so we told him and he encouraged us to continue and wished us luck. How nice of him... I hope God blesses him so that he never has to experience how it feels like, having a hamster wedged in-between his butt cheeks. Okay thats all I have for now folks... its almost 7am and its time to hit da sack!

Keep it real! Big up to yall!

Help!! Crocs Are Taking Over Singapore!!!

Hello again dear citizens. I am afraid that I have to break some very sad news. Crocs have invaded Singapore. It doesn't stop there folks... they are multiplying rapidly and killing the fashion sense of regular normal people like you and me. It is not known when they first infiltrated local boundaries, experts have only managed to come up with speculations and although there is no definite answer, the general timeframe has been set at around 4-6 months ago.

A few of you lucky people who have not had any contact whatsoever with crocs may at this point be wondering what the hell I'm talking about. Crocs are these little ugly things that attach themselves to your feet. They come in a whole spectrum of colours and have lots of holes in them. They 'feel' really comfortable, but its really just its way of manipulating the person wearing them before jumping up and ripping a huge hole through your pocket, with such speed and precision that it feels painless really, before attaching itself onto your feet again, like some ugly, holey, weird coloured leech.

Be warned, these crocs are HIGHLY DANGEROUS. Please DO NOT touch them under any circumstances. The soft, rubbery feel is very enticing and it has a very sweet coaxing tongue. If for whatever reasons, you happen to touch a croc, keep repeating "I wont allow ugliness to attach itself unto me."

Meanwhile, we are setting up an emergency relief division, CATOS (Crocs Are Taking Over Singapore). If you feel that you might have fallen prey to a croc, or you know anyone who has, please call our 24hr, toll free hotline at 1800-Kill-A-Croc.

Singapore... be vigilant. Thank you.



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Priya this post was especially for you. Call the hotline immediately.

PS: The writer of this article did not intend to defame anyone or anything, and if he did so, he would like to claim automatism. He was trying to type a post about love but suddenly suffered from a sudden seizure and his fingers hit on random keys. The entire post was therefore made out involuntarily. If the random hitting of keys formed any comprehensible sentences, it is purely out of coincidence. Arrrghh here comes another seizure.... adhaugdauhduahd sufauihd.

T05 Class Chalet

Its 7.24pm, and I just woke up a while back. This has to be some new record for myself. I think its the first time I've stayed up the entire night. It feels pretty weird actually... to see the sun setting in the evening, and then a few hours later(or so it seems), I hear the birds chirping and the sun rising again. It didnt feel like a new day at all. For me, a new day is when u wake up after sleeping through the night. Hmm... I think my biological clock is gonna be pretty screwed up for a few days.

Well the reason for me staying up the entire night is our class chalet(as you have probably guessed by now). Since we are going to be splitting up next sem, we thought it would be nice to have a sort of celebration to commemorate the two semesters spent together. I shall take you through the three days of our chalet.

Day 1

Nothing much happened. I came quite late at ard 8pm. I was really glad to reach finally, what with the damn speakers, subwoofer and laptop to carry. Didn't do very much, just talked to the few people who were there(Sheena, Mud, K.J, Wine and Vickie). I was starving so I decided to get some food from Burger King. Since everyone was out there in the living room, I politely asked if they wanted me to get them anything.

"Hey guys Im gonna get something from BK. Yall want anything?"

*sound of crickets outside*

"Right then... I'm leaving if you guys need anything just call me."

*sound of crickets outside*

After my meal, I joined the others for a game of bridge, which is quite fun once you get the hang of it. Sad to say, I didn't really get the hang of it. Haha...
I tried turning in after that cuz I had drama the next morning, but our neighbours were blasting bhangra and tamil songs and yelling and clapping. Finally managed to fall asleep around 3.30am.

Day 2/3

I went home after drama, got changed and took whatever was left of my absolut and midori and went back to the chalet. The others were already there, Ashwin, Dominic, Leon and Syaf. Dont know what Syaf was doing there though... it wasnt even her class party. After making fun of her and telling her to go away, we started eating and I set up my sound system and started djing for a while. It was pretty pathetic lah cuz no1 wanted to dance. So I just like put it on autopilot and then went outside to remind Syaf that she wasnt part of the party and that she stinks. Haha! Syaf Syaf Syaf... the little elf. Shes damn cute lah.

So after a bit, Syaf had to leave. Ashwin, Dominic and I walked her to the bus-stop, and then went to play pool. We walked in, and the lady at the counter informed us that we could only play for 40mins cuz they were closing soon. We agreed to her terms and handed her our IC's, but she just started scolding us. I was kinda taken aback by her sudden outburst.

"You all better stop in 40mins. I know yall just say only...then when I ask yall to stop, you will scold aunty. You young people always like that... don't know how to give value to your words. Everynight I have to close late because of people like you... Supposed to close at 11 sharp, but you people always make me wait till 12am then close. Then... take taxi also kena pay midnight surchage. Then reach home almost 1am already... my husband already sleeping. You know my sex life is almost non-existent now???"

Okay fine I might have exaggerated just a little bit... but you get the drift. After pool we were walking back and saw this group of girls trying to take a group picture of themselves, but were unsuccessful, so they asked us for help. As a reward they tried throwing a water bomb at us. Pretty scary bunch of girls. But we ended up playing water bombs with them... they might have got a few lucky hits here and there, but I still feel we won. We ended up outside their chalet talking cock and us the guys drinking. Then we played cards and stuff and then just ended up talking cock again till 7am and then went back to our chalet, got our stuff and left for home.

The return journey home was the hardest, because this time in addition to the heavy load I was carrying, I was sleepy and dehydrated. I got to the pasir ris bus-stop and waited for 53. Murphys law had to kick in at that point. Students from Meridian JC just started streaming in. 53 came, and the students filled it up. I sat down again, cursing under my breath, glad that the bus stop was almost empty now. 2 mins later, a whole herd of MJC students streamed in again, and like as if that was not enough, this bunch of students stood right in front of my face, obscuring my sight and started arguing animatedly.

Student 1: Im telling you, I tried calling him.

Student 2: You liar, I just called him and he picked up

Student 1: No you couldn't have. Maybe you called the wrong number

Student 2: Okay what if I call him now and he picks up??? I`ll pinch you then

Student 1: No you wont... you can't pinch me

*Student 2 advances on student 1 with his hands set in a pinching mode, extended and aimed at Student 1's nipples*

*The 3 girls standing there and watching them chant "pinch him... pinch him"*

Luckily another bus came and they went off. 53 came 5mins later, I got on it and slept the whole way home.

Goodbye 2005

Okay people... I know I havent updated in like 3-4 months now. I apologise but I'm just really really lazy. The thought of blogging is just so mentally tiring. I get tired before I even start and hence decide to put it off to another day. I guess its because I am so long winded and give super long introductions that are irrelevant to the post like what I'm doing now. So moving on, I actually did attempt to write a New Year post. Here is the little that I managed to write:

Yet another year has come to an end. This has been a wonderful year for me. It started off with me working for a couple of months at an uncles computer shop, where I learnt a lot. I used the skills I learnt there to make some money for myself repairing other ppls computer. Although I wasnt earning very much, It was pretty fun at that place. I worked with what I love(computers), I made some money, got electrocuted at least once everyday, and met very interesting people (Refer to post on "The curse of the Jiggerbyte man").

Then came the o level results. I remember pacing up and down the bus stop. My nerves were killing me....

(Ends Here)

So anyway, just to update you guys on whats been happening. This entire term has been really pressure-rising(Pun intended). The pressure just kept building up with the deadlines and the presentations and the peer appraisals and the exams almost immediately after. But I somehow managed and have emerged from the battle. Didnt do too well for the exams though. Although I cleared everything, My GPA wasnt a very nice figure.

Lucky(My Hamster), died on tuesday(14/03/06). I got home from drama rehearsal and saw her in her little house she sleeps in... dead! She was just lying there with her eyes closed, and with ants all over her soft, shiny fur. It was a painful sight. It did not come as a shock to me though. I had a feeling her time was coming and used to poke her when she was sleeping often to make sure she wasnt dead. She was just bidding her time I guess. I had a nice funeral for her. Cycled to lower pierce where I found her and burried her there. Delivered my eulogy and then covered her with leaves. It felt good... gave me a sense of closure. Well then Lucky... I will miss you! Thanks for giving me the chance to have your company for a few years.

Death is pretty amazing isnt it. You know it will come one day. You know that it can come anytime and very often you keep reminding yourself that it might come unexpectedly, but still when it finally arrives, it swoops down really fast and wipes the essence of life out of the being and soars up away, leaving you to deal with the aftermath. People deal with death in a variety of manners. There are those who weep hysterically and those who just look blank and lost and the others fall somewhere between the two extremes. But one thing for sure is that it leaves us with a very heavy heart. It leaves us to recollect the time spent with the deceased, to reflect on the good and bad times. Then comes the harshest phase. The period where you look at the bad times you had. The arguments and the times where you said something hurtful to the deceased. Then comes a really heavy guilt trip. Its part of the grieving process I guess and perhaps every one of those stages has its significance. Well whatever it is, I will miss Lucky. Im not sure for how long because time heals all things and slowly I will start thinking of her less. I dont want to, but it will happen. Thats another issue.

I think that is what Im afraid of, being forgotten. Im not afraid of death because it will have to come. I often console myself with the thought that even if I have to suffer before death, death will come and then there will be no more suffering. I just dont like the idea of my identity, my contributions, my impressions being forgotten, like as if I never even existed. But it will happen. It has to happen one day. Maybe it is a good thing. Perhaps it is vital for earth and humanity. Just like the cells of a body, it is 'born', serves its purpose and then falls off only to be replaced by a new cell. The new cell cannot emerge without the old cell falling off. Imagine if the old cell becomes greedy and selfish and says that he doesnt want to leave because he helped shape the body and therefore shouldnt be 'forgotten' just like that. The entire body would remain in the same form, not growing, not changing, not evolving. I guess Im just being that greedy cell. Wanting to be rewarded for my little contribution to the body. How silly of me.

I must say it feels good to start blogging again. Im gonna do it more often now. Id love to continue writing, but Im like really sleepy and on the brink of unconsciousness. Cant really string sentences together anymore... I think i really better stop bed and go to writing. Hahahaha! Well... goodnite every1!

Merman, The Kid, Whistler and Sexy Bottoms

This past week has been crazy. With all my projects due, I was working late into the nights, like the elves in "The elves and the shoemaker", except I wasnt making shoes. Hmm... Anyway, it felt good too, to be in a semi conscious state. You dont really care what is going on, you keep shifting from semi-lucidness to sleep and vice versa. Anyway, I was glad when Friday finally came. Actually friday was pretty bad too, cuz I came home with a splitting headache. Funny thing was that Me, Preeya and Kay were suffering from headaches on that day too. All three of us are from the same course and the same cca. Cool huh?

Saturday was spent bumming around. I managed to sit my ass down for half an hour to study, but kept getting distracted. Seriously, why the hell did the bunch of sexy chicks decide to steal my attention by playing at the playground and giggling their instant-turn on giggles? Jeez...

(I made that up... it was actually a bunch of old ah-peks smoking and laughing)

Anyway, I called Edmund Verghese at around 9.45 and asked him to meet me fer dinner/supper, but he was still working so I had to wait till like 11. Actually 11.30 cuz he forgot all abt our dinner/supper plan and almost fell asleep. The lousy fleabag. I finally managed to get him and then told him to meet me under the block in 10mins.

I was just about finishing off an email 10mins later, when he called me...

"EH!! FASTER COME DOWN!!! FASTER COME DOWN! THERES A RACCOON!"

I quickly ended off my email, closed the lid of my laptop, didnt even bother strapping my feet into my sandals, and hurried down the steps two at a time, and at the foot of the stairs stood Edmund Verghese grinning at me. He finally broke his grin and said

"You know how raccoons like scavenging rubbish heaps?"

I nodded, and then looked in the spot he directed me at. There was an old man, with earphones plugged into his ears, rummaging through the pile of stuff chucked out by some people probably making room for new stuff for christmas. Oh and he did look like a raccoon, all bent up and picking up random objects, examining them from various angles, and then either chucking it back into the heap, or dropping it into his "salvaged items" bag.

We walked on towards S11, I ordered my pratas and he, his mee goreng. I was barely into my 4th bite, when I noticed another old man, in tight shorts bending over a chair, and it looked like he was talking to it. After a bit he sat down, then got up after a while, walked around and came back and talked to the chair again. Now we had noticed a few other mad people around our neighbourhood, and have given them names. Here are their profiles.

Merman: A skinny chinese man with really long dirty hair and a beard, he wears shorts, slippers and a crumpled checkered shirt that has the first 3buttons unbuttoned. He just stairs blankly into space. He is pretty scary. We called him merman because of his long hair and his skinny body. Makes him look very water friendly.

The Kid: A plump malay man, who sits by himself the whole day wearing a really tiny mickey mouse cap that just sits on the top of his balding head, not really covering anything. He always wears the same mickey mouse cap. He is rather cute to look at.

Whistler: Now this guy here means serious business. He loves music, or maybe just sound. He has been around for a long time. I used to see him only at kovan, but he has made his way down to my area now. He used to carry this toy that played tunes and would put it next to his ear and walk around like that all day. We recently found out that he has upgraded and now makes his own music(noise actually). Me and Edmund were alighting from the bus one day when we heard a shrill whistle. We found its source standing near the bus stop, blowing a soccer whistle and waving his hands frantically.

Sexy Bottoms: I have already described sexy bottoms. He is our newest addition to the "Mad-People-Around-Our-Neighbourhood" list. We think he was asking the chair for permission to sit on it, and by the looks of it, the chair wasnt really for that idea. He spent about 2minutes trying to persuade the chair. His head was moving around animatedly throughout the negotiation process, the same way ashwin's head goes when he is trying to persuade girls to date him. The only difference between ashwin and the mad guy was that the chair finally allowed him to sit on it.

So anyway, after a hurried supper (My mum called and told me that my hamster was running loose), Edmund and I walked back, he was telling me something about his work but I was more interested in what the moon was made of. When we reached under our block again, we saw another raccoon scavenging the same pile of discarded stuff thinggies. Two raccoons in one night... wow. The second raccoon got some stuff and walked away. I was like... hey there seems to be something in there for everyone man... lets go take a look.

Nothing much actually... old chargers and shit like that. I was tempted to pick up a broken toy gun and chase edmund around with it, but resisted the urge. The raccoon came back again and started talking to us. He was like "can always find something in there... that day I found a handphone... motorolla". Then he picked up a charger and started examining it like the other raccoon. He asked if we wanted it. So generous. We declined and walked away. Edmund was damn excited already lah by that time. He was like "A talking raccoon!! A talking raccoon!"

Hmmm... lots of weird happenings and people around my area. Maybe its just me... ??? Oh well... time to go study for term tests now. See ya!

Party Party Party!

Last week was a party week. Thursday, Break on Friday, and then two parties on Saturday! I shall give u a blow-by-blow account of what happened.

Ok Friday was Ankits party at his new condo which he hasnt moved into yet. It was actually to celebrate the end of the O'lvls. So umm... I told him I would come, so I like arranged with Rajiv and Teajas Rao( Got a new catch-phrase for him btw "How now... brown Rao") Haha! OKOK so anyway, I made my grand entrance a little late as usual. Well I wasnt really expecting like ZoukOut crowd and all, but damn! I walked in the function room and it was... EMPTY. Well save one person, but DUDE! Where did all the peeepol go man?!! I swear it looked like those cowboy desert scenes in the movies where there is one person on the other end and those balls of dust or nettles or whatever rolling by in the wind.

But ok lah... it wasnt as bad as I first thought it was, because everone else was actually outside at the barbeque. Oh and by saying "everyone else" I dint mean like there was a reasonable crowd back there, I meant like maybe 12-15 more people were there. There were these two chinese chicks there though. Kinda forgot their names but one of em was really hot lah!!!
Ankit... if ure reading this, give her my number ok? Or actually just give me her number. Girls dont usually call me back. "Too psycho" they say. Jeez! I think I should get an award for the most number of girls Ive turned lesbian. I dint mean for it though. Hmm...

Well, I cheered up a little after realising that two very important people were at the party, with some of their friends who wouldnt be important without them. Mr Chivas and Mr Absolut... their friends were umm... Coke and Sprite we mingled them after breaking the ice. NIAHAHAHAHAHA!

Party #2

It was Sonali's bdae party on saturday at Drishtea's house. Went there with Raggif and Teajas. It was alright... food looked good, crowd looked pretty good too... some people were really getting into the groove a little later on... funny how this one ang moh girl remined me of ben stiller in Zoolander while dancing... but you know... if she enjoys herself dancing like that, then ive got no problems with it... knock ureself out I say! Drishti has a nice house btw... really huge. I particularly liked the statue of the sexy lady under her dining table. Man if I had that under my dining table... I would even consider seconds of gross vegetables.

Well we gave sonali her prezzie, I hugged her abt 4 times throughout the night wishing her happy bdae over and over again. I left at around 11.15 with Chirag. We shared a cab and had a pretty good conversation. I got off at Mohd Sultan Rd and went into cheekies.

Now heres the story you guys have been waiting for...

Party #3 - Cheeky Monkeys

Got in there, headed for the loo first. Needed to leak badly. Got out and met up with all my classmates and coursemates. Dominic, Ashwin, Jean, Radah, Vickie, and of course the B`dae girl Nisa! Im tellin you... it was a freak night. I had a lot to drink, we were all so high man. Went to dance with ash, dom and his gf nicole. Me and Ash were displaying our rather unconventional dance moves. I finally was able to perform the new move I had been working on... Its called the Cobra... I put one hand over the other so that it resembled a cobra, started twirling around bringing my hands from the bottom over my head and striking people with violent forward head movements. WAHAHAHA! Awesome shiiite yo! I looked around and it seemed like it was the norm for everyone to be really pissed drunk in there. There was this dude who was dancing really vigorously on the podium. His actions had an uncanny resemblance to someone who had just swallowed a bottle of muscle relaxants. Im telling you... it was like watching a giant hyperactive jellyfish grooving to the beat. Nisa was so high she was kissing everyone (I was not spared). One of Ashwin's friends has a thing for Mas(She came later btw). He was like so close to her, they looked like a pair of conjoined twins dancing with very poor coordination. There was this other dude who was like all over Vickie. He was hugging her and dancing at the same time. It was like watching Santa Clause in a potato sack running a race... they looked like they were gonna fall over anytime. With love and puke blossoming all over, I went outside and saw Ashwin sitting down near this other tamiley dude. Fella was pissed drunk with a capital Pissed! We started chatting with him. We asked him if he was ok and all, then talked abt what was goin on in the club. Then it progressed to the clichè questions part.

Me: So where you from??

Drunk: Im from AC....JAY SEEEEE (ACJC)

Me & Ashwin: Oh Ok.

Ashwin: You look sleepy dude

Drunk: I look skinny?

Ashwin: Nono... you look sleepy.

Drunk: Im not SKINNY(He really wasnt)

Me and Ash(In between chuckles): SLEEPY SLEEPY!

Drunk: NO! The two of you are skinny! *Points at us*

We finally relent...

Me and Ash: Yeah yeah... we are skinny. We are too drunk! Dont know what we are saying dude! Anyway, we are going in now...

Drunk: Okay... any problem, you(points at himself) come and look for me(points at us)



But I gotta say man... What a night. Cant wait to do it again with my classmates. Shared a cab with Jean and Radah. Radah forgot her house keys so she and Jean went to sleep in a drain. I headed home and had 6glasses of water before I slept. Well then... till next time. Adioz!

Guess whose back???

Guess whoze back?? Back again... Shady's Cowz back... tell a frend.

It feels good to be back after a long while. I dont really know what to say here... dont really have anything in particular to say. I guess shall just talk a bit about whats been goin on in my life.

Holidays came and went just like that. School has started again, and my word... things are going pretty fast already. Its like a giant hand just picked me up and dropped me in a really fast stream thats leading to a waterfall. It wasnt like that last sem. Last sem was more like me voluntarily jumping into a lake thinggy that connects to that stream leading to the waterfall. Im already beginning to feel a little lost. Someone throw me a life-jacket please.

On a lighter note, my sister and I have just launched our debut single. Its entitled "Leg Hair". A tribute to the many strands of leg hairs the hair follicles on my legs excrete.

Listen to it Here

Its just superb lah. Im on the tablas.

I caught Moon People on wednesday. It was reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllyyyyyyyyy good man! For those who dont know, Moon People is a musical by Temasek Poly, commemorating its 15h anniversary. I knew like half of the actors there... many of them were a surprise. My LSM2 tutor and my Management tutor for example. Dominic(My classmate) played one of the leads. He was bloody brilliant. I would even venture to say he was as good as me. Wahahahaha!

Right... I noticed none of yall are laughing so ill just move on... Went cycling after a long time again. kinda threw myself back onto the game really hard. We went trailing. Not the normal Bukit Timah trail, which is a breeze compared to the one we went to. Its called woodcutters trail, about 3-4 times longer than the bukit timah trail. Took us about 2 hours to complete. It was really nasty cuz first we had to cycle thru this little stream which was really cold, and then came the painful part. there were vines entangled all over, and these vines had like a million thorns on them. I was screaming like Homer Simpson man. "Ouch!" "Yikes" "Bjeez" "Dammit" "DOH!!!!"

Oh... Amreet and I got roles as extras in this new Arts Central show called "9 lives", starring Adrian Pang and Lim Yu Beng. We went down for the first day of filming at DXO(Formerly Embassy). We were a little disappointed when we learnt we wouldnt have any lines, we were to be "Passer-by's". It was damn funny lah when the fella came and told us that we were supposed to be passer-by's. Me and Reet were stting down and he was like...

"Okay for your first scene you guys are passer-by's. We will need u in about 30mins, so just hang around here I will come get yall later."

So Amreet and I were like "Okay... we will just do our warm-ups then. Do a bit of stretching and stuff."

The guy looked at us with a severely bewildered look and was like...
"Erm... well actually yall are just passer-by's. You dont have lines."

Then Amreet cut him off and said.
"YEAH!... But we dont wanna risk having leg cramps and all you know!"

I couldnt take it anymore... I started laughing and could just nod in agreement. The guy thought we were crazy morons and walked off. For some strange reason, 90% of the extras were all
PRC(China) folks. Amreet and I were like wtf... but tried our utmost not look too pertubed by this. Our initial thoughts were that we were extras in a chinese show. But the leads were talking in English. *Phew*

One cameraman, Raj, fell asleep on the floor outside the club and started snoring. Lots of strange happenings. Anyway, we ended filming at like 6:40am. We were so drained man... oh and hungry too. We went to Funan's mcdonalds but they werent open yet. So we just settled for some microwaved food from 7-11. We split up after that, I went home, got my bag and went to school. Kept dozing off in lecture initially until Ashwin came and sat beside me. Okay then... till next time. Adioz!

The Eagle and the Bollywood Actors

Once upon a time, there was an eagle. His name was Alfred Mavelpick Constantine Moralles Jr. He was from the land of Lappity Lap. So anyway, he was in Singapore for a short holiday. He was flying past High Street and then saw a filming taking place. It was for a hindi movie and it was starring Hrithik Roshan. He was a little hungry and spotted the hair on Hrithik Roshans back. He swooped down and with an almighty snap of his beak, tore off all the exposed hair on his back.


The End.

Just kiddin... Lots of things happened to me in the last two days. Yesterday I was at my uncles shop at Peninsula, helping him move some stuff outta the office. There was this other guy Faraz there too. We had to bring some stuff over to the store which was a few blocks away. Now on our way back, we saw this old man slumped against a stone bench outside Petals. We were looking at him and then Faraz suggested we ask him if he is alright. So we did just that, but he seemed to be only semi-conscious. He tried getting up, but he just couldnt lift himself up. His arms were shaving violently everytime he attempted to. So we just looked at each other and were like wtf? So we helped him get up and sit on the bench and then he signalled for some water which faraz went to get. After a drink of water, he slipped in and out of consciousness, and then finally slumped back down on the floor. We called the ambulance and them waited for like half an hour for them because they FORGOT! Imagine that man! Jeez lets all take good care of ourselves so that we never need the services of ambulances. I mean what the hell man??? Imagine you are dying in some weird corner of Singapore, trusting that an ambulance is on its way and is going to arrive very soon and those blokes back there are having doughnuts and deliberating on which team to bet on for the nights match... or something like that.

So anyway, after the police man arrived (Yes he arrived before the ambulance), me and Faraz went to see Hrithik Roshan and Priyanka Chopra(Bollywood actors) at high street. They were shooting in Singapore. Hrithik looked a little gay... Priyanka was alrite lah.

Oh and btw. I saw an eagle today. It was really awesome man... I was on my way back to Peninsula after delivering some goods at Beach Rd. I was on the bus, sitting quietly, watching some old bloke dig his nose and examine his boogey before he wiped it on his singlet with great intent. Just then, Jimmy the cricket(My conscience) appeared and said in a little wee voice.
"Yo mother-BLEEP!! You gonna put me to sleep by drowning me in booze again??! You disgusting old sonnawabeesh!!! Oh and by tha way, look outta tha window dawg! Ya mite see some shit you like. Aight! Im outta here bitch!".

And with that, my conscience Jimmy the cricket vanished. I kinda miss him. He hasnt been appearing much lately. Sigh! Anyway, I did just what he told me to. At first I saw nothing, but then I saw something above me moving. I looked up and saw that someone's hand was against the window outside. There probably was someone on the roof of the bus, trying to get attention or something. Jeez... attention seekers! But anyway it's a good thing I looked up, because I caught a glimpse of something flying in the air. It was descending fast. Could it be superman? Or an alien spaceship? Or perhaps even a bird????

Well, as you probably already guessed, it was a birdy. But what kinda birdy was it? Was it a little sparrow, flying home to mummy to tell her about all the people she shat on? Or maybe one of those little yellow birds?(Im not racist, nor generalising... actually I am. Most yellow birds are small.Hehehe!). Well, to my utter amazement, it was an eagle! A real live eagle I tell you! It was flapping its wings and flying around in the sky, I stared at it for like 5seconds and then realised that it would soon be gone. So I started waving frantically at it. Hoping... Preying(hehehe) that it would see me with its super birds eye capability. It did... or at least I think so. Mr E.Gerl cocked its head to the side, as though he was peering at me, sizing me up from way up there. I think he knew that I was trying to say hi so he started flapping ONE of his wings, (He was gliding for a while) which was facing my direction! How cool is that huh? I think thats the highlight of my day. Oh and about 10seconds later, I heard a gunshot. Which could only mean two things

1. Someone shot the eagle
2. Another murder has taken place in Singapore

Man... I really hope the eagle is fine. Oh and I had just brought out a trolley stacked with boxes out of the office at Peninsula, when this Punjabi man in his 60s walked towards me. I looked at him and smiled and he started alking to me in Punjabi and I was like I dont speak Punjabi. So he spoke to me in Hindi, which I replied to in a mix of broken hindi and english. Finally he realised that I was a dumb moron and spoke to me in English. He said "Hard physical labour is good for you. It will come in handy when you are older. I used to do a lot of hard work too! Look at me!!"
Then he thrusted his big bulging belly out and grinned. I mumbled something that went along the lines of

"Wow! I wanna be just like you when Im older. Fat and full of bullshit!" Haha. I just realised that Im very mean in this post. Hmm... no lah I dint say that. That guy was a nice chap. No hard feelings dude!

Anyway, Im off to sleep. Goodnight and goodbye!

Hong Kong and China

So as most of you guys know, I was in Hong Kong and China for about 4 days. I was with my cousin from brunei who had to go there for business. He arrived in Singapore on the 15th, picked him up from the airport and left the next day for Hong Kong.

I had a great time, although I have to say that China was more enjoyable than Hong Kong. Maybe it was because I only spent a day in Hong Kong, but I felt that the people of Hong Kong werent as nice as the people in China. Hmm... I think I had so much fun because I was with my cousin. The both of us were like practically laughing the whole day. There were many strange funny events that took place there. The first one took place just after we landed.

DAY 1

We were at the customs, waiting in line talking to each other when we saw a american family joining the queue. Now let me tell u a little about that family. I dont know their last names' but im gonna call them the Stranges. Father Strange had a blueish-green mohawkish hairdo, Mother Strange had like braids that were green. Daughter strange had purple hair and the two little boy stranges had hair that I cant really describe also of a weird colour.

Now when they walked in, it was all eyes on them. Most people just took a brief glance at them, not wanting to appear appear rude by staring I guess, but me and my cousin were too stunned to take our eyes off them. My cousin turned to me and said just so loudly that a few people around us could hear "Oh boy... They are ready for disneyland". That was it man... the both of us burst out laughing along with this English gentleman behind us.
That dude was like "Shhh! Ure gonna get ureself beaten up!"

One thing I learnt in Hong Kong and China is that people dont really care for queuing up. If you even turn around for a second to talk to your friend or something, when you turn back, your nose will probably bump into another person's back who just came into that line and you know what the worst part is? They will make u feel like ure in the wrong when u tell them off. They will start mumbling and complaining and gesturing how a queue works in their country and shit like that. Its really pretty amusing.

We passed by this school named "Kaling School of the Precious Blood". I think its an indian school... Kaling! As in like "Kelingkia". Hmm anyway, we went to this small motel kinda place since it was already like 9pm and we would be out of there by 6am the next day we didnt wanna spend too much money on hotels there. We got off at this place called Nathan Road and guess what I saw when I got off the bus. INDIANS! Oh and btw it wasnt just one or two... Hundreds of them walking about talking in loud voices, Indian men scratching their crotches and asses, laughing heartily. I wouldnt have been surprised if I saw cow dung at regular intervals along the roads and walkways.

We walked into this motel kinda place owned by an indian man and enquired about the rates. My cousin had stayed there before and he said that the rooms were comparatively better than the other motels around that area. He showed us the rooms(A small, run-down room with two ugly beds and an ugly toilet... Oh and it had a very musky smell). He said it would cost HK$190(about S$50). My cousin said thats too steep and we would take it for $150. Then the bargaining went on for 5 minutes, and then finally my cousin tried negotiating with him in hindi. The indian dude didnt respond at all. He had a very pained look on his face, so my cousin asked...
"Do you speak Hindi?"

Indian Dude: NO!

(I realised it would be easier to use my cousins name "Sunil")

Sunil: Oh okay... how bout bengali?

Indian Dude: NO! IM NOT INDIAN!

** Me and Sunil turn and look at each other bewildered***

At this point, we were seriously doubting what we had just heard. Maybe he said hes North Indian... Hmm... Could that be possible?

Indian Dude: IM NOT INDIAN... IM CHINESE.

** Me and Sunil turn and look at each other again...**

At this point I didnt know whether to laugh or to be angry with that infidel.

Sunil: Oh yeah.. jeez what was I thinking... you dont look indian at all.

Me: Yeah... u dont sound indian either...

Indian Dude: Yes Im chinese... I HATE INDIANS!

Jeez man... this dude really had some issues. He hates his own kind? LOL! Thats like turd calling vomit smelly!

Sunil: Because of that comment, you are going to have to give it to us at HK$150.

Indian dude: Okay.

Well he didnt say okay but he gave it to us anyway for 150... and I later caught him speaking to his staff in hindi.

Day 2

We left the next morning at dawn, took the KCR(Hong Kongs equivalent to the MRT). Strange thing happened there, we were occupying two seats, but because of the luggage, the third seat was kinda blocked. The train later filled up and this dude gave up his seat to this old lady. That was a nice gesture right? Well he came over and started squeezing past us and the luggage to get to that seat(Which was pretty hard because our luggage took up quite a lot of space.) and then took a few steps back and then tried again, approaching at a faster speed now. He failed again and started turning around pointing at us and the seat and waving his hands in the air, looking like a deranged lunatic. My cousin tried moving the bags, but he just tried pushing past him again, swearing in cantonese. It was kinda irritating and rude, so my cousin was like
"If u wanna sit down, you could have just said it u moron! We would have moved it for you! Stop being such a dick!"

We finally moved the bags and he sat down, glaring at us occasionally. Then when his station approched, he got up and my cousin said bye to him... and that guy said something in cantonese which my cousin repeated to him just in case he was swearing at us. Nothing much else happened that day, we reached Shenzhen(hope its spelt correctly), then took the train to Guangzhou, he made some orders here and there, I tagged along, getting impressed by how he could fluently speak mandarin. He had the local slang as well. He was amazing I tell you!
I could understand lah what was going on... but I couldnt really converse in mandarin. We left that evening for Xijiao, Its like the textile haven of Guangzhou. Of course by the time we reached the markets were all closed. We checked in to this 3 or 4 star hotel(cant really remember), but the rates were around S$35/night. Damn cheap man! We had dinner there at the hotels restaurant, we just had like fried rice since we werent really that hungry. It was like just S$3-4 for the both of us. Amazing isnt it?

Day 3

We woke up early, went to the textile market to hunt for a particular design for curtains my cousin needed and boy we got lucky. The first shop we went to had that design. However, he didnt have stock, so we asked for a sample, and walked around and found a few stores that also had the design but sadly no stock. After walking around for hours... well just two actually but still, we finally got a store that could fly in the material the next day. We had lunch, bought some other stuff and then took a taxi back to Guangzhou for more shopping. They have a freaking huge market out there. Like all the branded stuff are like dirt cheap, and they are original too(not all of them though... gotta know how to differenciate). Since the factories are there, they get all the products cheap and sell them cheap. We went into this one store that was run by a really excited man who had a silver front tooth that he just loved showing off. Now he was really passionate about his shoes. He took a pair of shoes, and went to my cousin and started yelling in his ear. Then his wife came on the other side and started yelling too... lol... damn funny lah. Anyway, my cousin went out for a while to talk on the phone... apparently it was too loud inside.
I was in there, looking at shoes and stuff... noise level had reduced, I could finally hear the chinese dude singing(from the radio). The next moment when I turned around, I saw a blinding flash which was actually the light being reflected off the excited man's silver tooth. The dude shoved a pair of nike shoes in my face and all that I could hear was

"SHO WA YAYAYAYA WAMAMAMAMA SHING SHANG WO SHANG HAIYA!"

I swear dude... I almost pissed in my pants right there.

After a long days work, we retired to the hotel, snoozed and watched tv for a bit and then went to this indian restaurant and had indian food(DUH!). It was yummy! Feel like having it again. I made my cousin do the Goodness Gracious Me thing of sticking his finger up in the air and saying "CHECK PLEASE!". The waitress got scared and called the manager out. HAHAHA! He was like
"Yes sir can I help you?" and then my cousin was a little embarrassed and said "err... no I just want the bill"

Anyway, I shall continue with the rest of my trip tomorrow or something. Its getting very long. I hope its the longest post I've written. I really hope it is... What do you think? I think I should go on deliberating whether it is the longest post, because then it will help ensure that it is the longest post. Yes?? No?? Hmmm...

Hehe... goodnight guys. See yall soon.

Flimmakers

Hello guys... Exams are finally over and holidays are now here! WOOOHOOOO! Exams were a little disappointing. Especially for my LSM(Legal Systems and Methods). I really wanted to get an A for it, but I kinda screwed up my mindmapping section. I had to mindmap the classification of law. It wasnt as impressive as the others and I didnt do it correctly lah. Grrr!

Anyway, its holidays now!!! woohoo! I'm leaving for Hong Kong on wednesday. Will be back next monday or tuesday. Dont miss me too much alrite? *chuckles*

Im gonna keep this short(or at least try to). To make sense of what Im going to say, Im gonna have to go back a few months. I saw this audition poster on the notice board at the business school walkway. It was for Project Pilot. Project Pilot is a filmmaking competition that is open to professionals, media students and also to the public. The Film and Design third year students had to make a short film. There were five groups competing and only one would be chosen to represent TP. The winning entry would be aired on Arts Central.

So anyway, I decided to audition for it, and got the role of Avid. So I did my filming(It was really cool... I got to work with a green screen and stuff). Yeah... the rest of the filming took about a month. The other actors and the team were really awesome! It was fun working with all of them. Then the day came to present their films. I heard that their lecturers liked it a lot. Yesterday was the official screening at Brian's(one of the team member) house. They had a bbq and stuff and then we all went up to watch it. I brought Amreet and Kay along since I could invite 2 guests. It was really nice. After the screening, they broke the good news. Our movie "FLIMMAKERS" had been chosen to represent TP! Well... Its basically about a bunch of aspiring filmmakers and their aspirations and stuff. Im not gonna reveal anymore to you for two reasons.

1. I dont want to... I want yall to watch me on TV
2. My contract says that I cant reveal it to you guys. :P

Oh well... I shall keep yall updated on when Im gonna be on TV. Watch this space ladies and germs. Im goin to bed. Gdnite!

Times fun when ure having flies.

Shake that thing... Miss. LALALALA... shake that thing. Harlow once again my fine feathered feline friends. here I am blogging when I really should be studying Econs. It is going to be a short post anyway so it wont take long. Funny thing is, whenever I mean for the post to be short it ends up really long. Maybe its because of all these unnecessary statements that dont contribute to the post in any way. Hmmmm....

Today was pretty eventful... I learnt so much today and grew as a person. Ahh crap! Who am I kidding? It was quite uneventful and the only thing I learnt today is that my hamster doesnt like being poked in the stomach when she is sleeping. Oh and that Melvis goes to gay parties. So does Kay... and Priya. I woke up at like 2 something, went online, then got ready and left for school. I had drama at 6. Some dudes from the IPDS(Inter-Poly Drama Society) and Ngee Ann Poly's Drama group came down. We had a lovely time together, talking about stuff. I shall not go into detail because I felt kinda left out since I didn't watch the play they were discussing. That must have been the longest time I have not talked... EVER!

After drama, we all headed to the standard prata shop. I dont know why we always eat at that prata shop. They dont even have cheese prata there. But since Kay wanted it, we all agreed. She is the president after all. We are practising a policy of appeasement towards Kay. Like in WW2 it will blow up in our faces one day and then we shall crush KAY! WOOHOO! Shit lah... Its the guilt of not doing econs talking. I just keep writing to avoid going to study econs! Grr! I will get to the gist of the story.

We all got tables and sat down. Then stood up again and went to order our food. I ordered one plain and one egg. The guy making pratas was wearing formal pants and a lime green shirt and a diamond stud earing, with his hair gelled back. Little did I know more strange happenings were to come. I got prata and went to sit down. Then the drink uncle was at the next table so I went to him and said "Uncle do you have vanilla coke?"
He stared at me for like 5 seconds, his lips quivering and then finally said "HA?!!!"

So I was like "Do u have vanilla coke?"

He said "Yah... How much?"

I was like how much??? shouldnt I be asking you that man?

So I try again. "No... I mean do u have vanilla coke?"

He barked "YAH YAH! HOW MUCH?"

I dearly wanted to say "I dunno... hows free?" I mean that dude was asking me how much I wanted to pay for it? This was the coolest S-11 wanna-be place. I contemplated changing it to a beer or something man. Then I looked at the table and realised that the others didn't have drinks yet. My brain went like... "I think he means how many".
So I said with much disappointment "Just one uncle"

Then he went off and I started attacking my prata. he came back a minute later put the drink on the table and stood there and stared at us. My friend got a little frightened and took the coins I placed on the tables and paid the man. I wonder if he would have said anything if my friend hadnt done that. Maybe he would just stared there and glared at us while we ate. Then glared at us when we left without paying. Then bark at the next person he served. That guy was cool lah... Oh and when we were leaving, this group of 12-14 year old punks who were seated at another table made the Psst sound thinggy u make with ure lips pursed together and yelled to the drink aunty to come serve them. I was kinda disgusted by that so I looked at them and exclaimed loudly "Wah Lao look at those kids man... think they damn cool ah?" or something along those lines... but unfortunately all my friends were engaged in conversations and paid no attention to me so I felt like an idiot.

Okay gonna go do my econs now finally. See ya!

Pensieve

This post is just a collection of some of my random thoughts and experiences. As you've already guessed, I'm gonna update you on myself first. I know its become a cliché now that I tell yall where I am, what I'm doing and stuff although none of you really care. Im in the school library now. Suppose to be studying my Econs(will go get started in like 20mins). Just had lunch with Kay. Thank god she came with me... I was like looking for my friends but they had either already gone home, had something to attend to or were not answering their phones. So I called Kay and asked her to follow me. I knew she would come since she doesnt have any friends either(Just kidding... or am I??? Hmmm... if only you could read my mind.) inside joke... don’t bother trying to find out.


I remember going for my sister's commencement ceremony at NUS. It was a proud moment for me. Finally my sister was graduating(More pocket money... Woohoo!). Anyway, it was really fun and all... seeing my sister in those wicked robes, shaking hands with the dean or something. He was wearing a funny hat. It was a bit comical because all the head lecturers(I dont know what they are called but you get the point) of the various departments were seated on stage in their robes. Their robes all differed in colour and style and they had really weird caps... or headdresses or hats or whatever u call em. It looked like a scene from Harry Potter.


Now after her graduation, I helped take photos of her and her friends and stuff which dragged on for quite a while. Then we waited for someone else to arrive so that we could all go fer dinner together. Now this photo taking and person waiting dragged on for a while so by the time we were ready to leave, the commencement ceremony for the law students of NUS was already starting. I felt very insignificant for a while when I saw them coming outta the robing room. I wondered if that might be me one day. Anyway, after that sudden........ WAIT A MINUTE... let me play music again... suddenly this guy beside me is playing the X-Files music... What the hell???!!!! Okay so anyway, after that moment of inspiration and awe, I suddenly looked at the law students from a normal persons point of view.


I thought "My word... all these young promising lawyers, entering the world of law. Stepping into the thick cloud of viciousness, corruption and debauchery." At that point, the image of law students I just saw as young intelligent, elegant swans, suddenly turned into a image of young cockroaches scurrying out of a cockroach nest. Hehehe. It was a funny thought. I snorted and told my sister about what i just envisioned. Needless to say, she broke into peals of laughter. Anyway, I gotta be careful here because I dont wanna get sued for slander. I guess it depends on the type of person and not the profession.


Second thought and event is about Dundun. Yup thats right... Dundun. That was his name. I kinda miss him now. Dundun was my stuffed giraffe. I got him from my cousin Nisha when I was like 3-4. I dont know why or how... but I named him Dundun. He was a little yellow giraffe with two brown horns that I used to bite sometimes. I would always have to have him with me before I slept, and I would always tuck him in before going to sleep. There was something about him that made him my favourite. I used to get him to be 'in-charge' of all the other stuffed toys. He was the wisest of all. A little like Dumbledore. Then there was papa bear as well. This big red bear. He was my second favourite stuffed toy but my grandma threw him away because he became too dirty. I remember my sister woke me up and told me that my grandma just threw away my papa bear. Gosh... I ran after the dustbin man and then my grandma came and grabbed me. It was a little like the Devdas scene where Paro is running outta the palace house place to see her dying lover. Complete with the yelling of his name while running.
I made sure Dundun was well secured after that incident. I remember bringing him to the zoo with me when I was six. I stuffed him in my bag with his head sticking out of the zip so that he could see all the other animals. I brought him to the giraffes' enclosure and took him out and told him that those were his friends. My aunt used to use Dundun to wake me up(That was the only way I would wake up). She used to bring him to my bed and get him to speak to me and ask me to wake up. Then we would have tea together. I brought him to my new house and there he lived with all my other stuffed toys. Then as I grew older, playtime with dundun became less frequent until I stopped taking him out altogether. I used to occasionally come across him and then I would like pet his head a little and stuff. Then I would feel guilty for not playing with him anymore because I was too 'busy' for him and also a little because I knew that I was growing up and shouldn't be playing with stuffed toys anymore. But I still kept him because I still used to look at him once in a while and like dust him and stuff. I wanted to keep him for my kids. I dint want to throw Dundun away because he had always been with me through my tough times. He used to be the one I would cry on when I was little.


I was looking for him last year... just to see how he was doing but couldn't find him. I later learnt from my grandma that she threw him away. I was a little disappointed since I wanted to keep him for my kids. *Sigh* Well then Dundun... Thanks for everything. you've been a great pal.I am gonna stop blogging now although I wanna say a lot more. I gotta go study Econs! It took me one and a half hours to write this entry... wow! See ya soon!

The climax (for the moment)

Hey guys... I know I havent been updating regularly for a very long time now. Its just that I am kinda lazy, and coupled with the fact that ive been really busy these past 2 months. What with my mid term tests, then my CSA project, my drama stuff, my management project, my econs project and the most important of all.... *drum roll*
My Oral Presentation (OP). My OP was on our client who happened to enter the same bar her husband was in with his mistress. After a while, the pyrotechnics equipment dislodged itself from the wall and caused the wall to fall on our clients husband burning him and stuff. She wants to sue the bar for negligence and claim damages for psychiatric injury. We had to refer to a 35 page precedent case from England about some spectator stands collapsing at a football stadium as a result of overcrowding. The plaintiffs in the precedent case were family members of those killed who sued to claim damages for psychiatric injury.

Anyway, today was the big day man! We were really frightened because we were told by other classes that some of them got really grilled while presenting by the assessors, our Legal Comm Skills tutor and our Legal Systems Methods tutor (Especially Mr Ferlin, the Lcom tutor). So we worked on our material, and started rehearsing our speeches 3-4 days before. I suggested doing a short roleplay on the events that transpired at the bar to enhance our presentation. My groupmates initially felt that it would not be relevant and it might somehow backfire. It almost got scrapped, but at the last moment they came around and saw the benefits of doing it.

One day before our presentation, I came home and realised that my part of the presentation isnt very impactful and strong (I was doing the conclusion btw). So I changed my whole speech and worked on it till almost 5am yesterday night, woke up at 7:30am, took damn long to get ready cuz I was falling asleep while standing. Then I finally left and reached school at 10, had pancakes with ashwin then started rehearsing again.

Finally came crunch time! We were all really nervous. We started with a little roleplay on the events that took place at the bar, then Ashwin took over to do his part. He started off well lah... which is good because it already set the momentum. Then vickie took over. She did pretty well too... both of them managed to bring their points across clearly and concisely. Then Leon went up. He did really well, managed to take the questions from the assessors and address them effectively. Amanda was next and she was really smooth and collected. Then came my turn! I was really nervous when I walked up there. I gave my opening statement(A dramatic one), hoping to start things off with a bang. The rest of my presentation went quite well until the conclusion. I made a serious error by saying that our precedent case was distinguishable. I was like bombarded with sharp questions, and I tried clarifying the implications of that statement I made. I felt like Harry Potter duelling with Lord Voldemort and his death eaters in book 4. I think I really did bad there. My concluding statement went something along the lines of we should be taking this case not because there is a case, but because we want to win it for our client, and I concluded with "It's easy to make a buck... It's a lot tougher to make a difference". I swear when I said this, I thought I saw Mr ferlin sneering at me. I was thinking like ohh shit! I screwed up pretty bad!

However, he later said that our group had done a pretty good job and in his 5 years, ours was the best presentation of the case he has seen. He also praised my closing sentence, saying that it was a nice echo to end the presentation. I had to do everything I could, to refrain from jumping up and punching the air at that moment.

To celebrate, Leon, Ashwin, Dominic, Mas and myself went for a beer at this pub near the old national library. Its quite a nice place and they usually have a live band there. Its called Timber i think. I am gonna go sleep now... really shacked to the max. Finally I'm gonna get a good night's rest. Goodnight everyone!

Spoilers

Its really late now and I'm just about to go to bed, but I really wanted to write a short little post so here goes. This post goes out to all the spoilers in the world out there and particularly to those who have spoiled the Harry Potter book for me. Seriously... what the $#@! is wrong with you? So far ive got like at least 10people coming up to me and going "Oh u wanna know who dies?". If I really wanted to know who dies, I wouldnt bother reading the book would I? oh and worse still those who just say "Oh you are reading the 5th book? ------- dies u know." Whenever this happens, I swear at least a dozen swear-words start forming in my head.Two little girls just kinda told me another spoiler, and I was really furious. I know i cant really blame them cuz they are young and they probably thought it was funny, but to all you matured grown up people... go screw ureselves. Dont you guys realise that its really irritating and disappointing when someone comes up to you and reveals the whole plot or important details of a book(or anything else for that matter) that you have been waiting for 5years to read?!!!!!!!! GRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so seriously... next time you guys are itching to spoil something for someone else, stop and put ureselves in that other persons position and ask yourself how would you feel? Not very nice im sure... so DONT DO IT! Gdnite and goodbye!

PS: I realised that some people are gonna deliberately post spoilers on my chatterbox, and I considered shutting it down temporarily, but decided that I just wont visit my blog until im done with the book.

PPS: TP's DramaTec is performing tomz at the Singapore History Museum(Im in it as well. Yipeee) so come on down and watch us at 11am and again at 1pm. Its at clarke quay btw. See ya ladies around!

PPPS: I know none of you are gonna come anyway, since its a little late. I was just being polite. Have a nice day.

PPPPS: If you really wanted to come, please ignore my previous post note. I didnt mean to accuse you guys of being lazy or whatever. I just wanted to say its perfectly fine if none of you turn up since I informed you guys of it so late.