FOC Photos

Tada!

My parents trying to photograph and catalog my mom’s jade collection… =.=

Plucking tow gay with my mommy!

Oral B drink that the caterer brought us on the first day. Looks like oral B, smells like Oral B, and tastes like nothing on earth. Will rock your world man. But not in a good way.

My view… For a substantial duration of the camp…

One of the group’s totems… SO CUTE LAH…

Wendy becoming a human asterix sign (it’s * this sign, by the way) while transporting logistics to the pavilion in Sentosa.

I got a mini cup of it! Courtesy of Boo!

The masterpieces of the groups. All of these were painted without paintbrushes! They were supplied with an assortment of tissues, cotton buds, stones, toothbrushes, fuzzy head gear, etc etc. And straws. And strings.

Bash night! I love the deco. The images on the back are not freakishly giant humans. But awesome projections of the photos from day 1.

Prizes!

Oh my skies… This is traumatizing.

The Stentorian band! Catch them at the Esplanade this Friday at 730!

Google is a wonderful thing

mmm… Why does this happen every year post FOC? I didn’t mind so much this year, but it kinda stings these mangled wounds pretty bad when I look at those top google search terms for my blog…

Sigh… Ah well…

Today, though not over yet, is full of potentials. It started off with a trip to the doctor’s who deduced that all my little tumors had miraculously disintegrated and meshed themselves back into my flesh. I am now, upper body anyway, tumor-less. I think this is a good thing. Stress must be working wonders for me. I should subject myself to more of that life-saving stuff.

Then drum lesson was cool. I learned that I need to stop singing along to the songs if I’m not sure about the beat. I go completely off when I start singing. There’s a drum set sitting in my living room right now, belonging to Lu’s friend. We’re supposed to return it later though I’m not sure how to settle that, seeing how I must go pick my parents later. But I’ve been banging away on those Yamahas. A much better way to practice, as compared to bashing away at a delicate arrangement of frilly cushions. Starting this Thursday, Smadi will be teaching me how to drum in a band. I had a chat with him after class today about it and I might go for his suggestion and start to learn more songs to apply what I learn in class. that’s how I learned guitar anyway. Through songs. Might work as well for drums. Just need to decide what songs I like and soon, I can play in a band? Cool?

Afternoon went to helping Sharon reshoot. Sigh… I feel a whole lot better about this shoot than the last, but still… Horribly sore about my hard disk. All my year 2 work is gone. Better make preparations for year 3 to be stunning… I don’t know how to get internship with almost nothing to show… Garh…

I went to check in to hall today so I can start moving things in. I met my roomie today. She’s from environmental engineering, I think. I’m not too sure how to spell her name yet but she seems like a really great person. =) I think I’ll enjoy my year in hall…

Speaking of which, should I run again for committee in year 3? I still want to run around like I have been for the past two years, organizing things, building ADM life… It’s difficult to let go. But if there are fresh faces, it would still be better. Plus I have internship to worry about (if I can get one with my portfolio or lack thereof…)

Ah well… Tomorrow going to move my computer in after I get it from funan in the afternoon. Also need to meet the dean. And clear out one fridge for hall… Shall ask my roomie if she wants to bring in a fridge. =) Wednesday shall bring in pillows, blankets and some clothes. Will be awesome! Need to clean out my space though. Dusty like hell.

Guardians of The Lecture Theatre

I’d much rather be in the thick of things.

I started this post a couple of days back but only continued and finished it now, Saturday 28th July, after returning from my trying 6 days of camp. The last day was the best really. I felt properly rested when I got up after sleeping in the 4D lab overnight. Then went about busying myself with the bash setup!

Bash was GREAT. Really. The planning was impeccable. But the sound and the clip playing was really really… Anticlimax. Sigh… Wasted sia… And all the professors came at 6pm as stated in the invite, but left when they saw everything wasn’t ready yet. VERY wasted… We were only good to go at 7pm cause the band was late for sound tests. But the band was really good. They are a band from NTU and their music really rocks socks… They will be playing at baybeats next week! Anyone wanna go Baybeats with me?

MUST CHECK OUT STENTORIAN…

ARGHHH… I still feel like dancing!!!

Shall dance at home! Taking to dancing around my room now. I can’t find my card reader! But when I do, photos will be popping all over this blog!

Next week will be busy busy!!! Monday doctor’s appointment and drum class, tuesday pick up computer and pack, wednesday check into hall, friday baybeats!!! =D

AWESOME!!!!

I LOVE ADM!!!

OH MY GOODNESS

The BEST news I’ve received in what seems to be eternity crawling through the thick sweaty hairs of a giant spotted pig’s bag. Shall keep it to myself for now until everything is confirmed. Lol…

I’m going to camp tomorrow! I should be asleep now cause I’ll be waking up in about 4 hours and I didn’t get a good night’s rest last night since my UOC group stayed over in our house. It was great! Teaching the freshies songs, games, talking to them, cheers… I really like that close interaction with freshies. Rather than this strange non-desk-but-still-kinda-desky job I’ve got. I’m not sure yet what my job scope is (and camp is looming dangerously on the horizon, literally). =x

I’m not redundant. I’m not redundant. I’m not redundant.

I’ll just keep repeating that over and over again in my head.

I was wracked with aimless frustration and general melancholy until the news came. Now I feel like prancing around the room on a giant fuzzy rabbit singing “HEY NONNY NO!”

=D

Repacked the first aid kit. Need more sterile gauze. Garh!

See you all on Saturday! I’m off to sleep then off to the great lands of MAYHEM…

My Thursday Afternoons…

Are spent watching fucking scary movies while eating a big plate of cookies!

Japan, Planes and 377A

Reading the papers in the morning reminds me why I stopped reading the papers in the morning. Every recycled page of those 100 or so scream out the bloody chaos that is the 21st century world. Top of the news these days (for those folk who have also given up on the world as we know it) is the recent plane crash in Brazil. It marks the height of the air traffic crisis over in the great green-yellow-and-blue. The poorly laid tarmac spelled problems for planes for a long time and the recent renovation and repaving did nothing whatsoever for the situation. The airport is not only in poor condition, but is also plagued by heavy traffic and tall buildings all around the area.

And on a completely unrelated point, the issue with Japan and America is really scritching my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. America had recently passed the resolution to demand another apology from Japan for war crimes. It’s not like they have not apologized enough as it is. And even after the Japanese have warned USA that the consequences will be dire if the letter was sent out, some big shot by the name of Green thinks otherwise and brushed the letter aside. In my opinion, it reeks of yet another attempt to distract the general public from the utter failure that is the Iraq Invasion. Years have passed and they still haven’t found Osama (last I heard, his bounty went up again). And after the entire invasion of Iraq and thousands of troops thrown into a foreign country, where are the WMDs? Those foul things that were the cause of all this ruckus? Nowhere to be found. Makes you wonder what their true intention is, especially the implications that come with invading such a highly sought after, oil soaked plotch of land. Bah. Disgraceful.

And 377A… Argh… A writeup in today’s forum about the recent unprecedented talk held by W!ld Rice something something. A talk about the repeal of Penal Code 377A. Now any self-righteous person like me would know what 377A is… And the outcome? Minister guy at the meeting agreed that a repeal would be the right course of action. Then said again after the talk thing that his decision was influenced by the large turnout of gay and gay-sympathizers in the audience. Citing morality versus simple double standards of the law.

This is an age old problem I suppose. And one that I’ve furrowed these messy eyebrows one too many times over. But I suppose, at the end, who needs these validations? Who needs these approvals? Just feel what you want. No one can force you to change that.

Probably a direct result of watching Imagine You and Me again… I love the quotes…

“you don’t know, but you love anyway. Sure is for people who don’t love enough.”
“No problem is insoluble, given a big enough plastic bag”
“as much use as a fart in a jam jar”
“you’re writing a book? Great! Cause I can read.”

Fantastical movie. A joy to watch and all… But when it comes down to it, how often does that happen? Nearly never. Hits and Misses I suppose. That’s all life’s about. All your hits and misses.

Geek-Ness

FOC is just around the corner, and with it brings the most promising bash of the year

THE FOC BASH

I’m sure there’s a better name for this.

Introductions aside, the theme for this year is along the lines of geekness. Now, it’s no easy task scratching out the fine line between Nerds and Geeks like a deranged chicken, but a line there is. And Geeks have been singled out for this year’s idea of chic. The Geek Chic. A strange new vogue sweeping the globe where having your own little underground prayer altar for Dungeons and Dragons makes you one of the cool kids. Yes. The time for revolution is now. The geeks are fighting back!

Now, what constitutes geekdom? No one really knows. Everyone has their own take on it. But here are some sure signs that you have wandered far too deep into the realm of the gizmo garble.

1. The Calculator Watch

Ah…Who can forget the calculator watches? Thick, chunky, and super intelligent being that would probably be able to tell you the distance between here and Mars, balance your check books, fry you up some bacon and eggs, all while humming to you the theme song for this year’s National Day. And those buttons make it all the more amazing. Calculator watches came from the era during which all gizmos were trying to be all-in-one. This race is still on-going. Just look at my watch today. It can tell me the time, have 7 different ways of scrolling the seconds away and pop loose of its belt 5 times every day.

2. The Game Console Belt

This picture of a Lego belt came with the following caption. “If you ever, ever want to get laid again, don’t wear this $20 belt. Just don’t. You’ve been warned.”

But seriously. That’s a funny belt. I love lego. But probably won’t want it dangling from my pelvic bone. The belts you can find online when you google “Geek Belts” are so darn insane. Like this one belt made from IDE cables or another one we’ve been seeing around with the flashing LED on the front, blinking and squealing at unfortunate passersby.

But the one that truly takes the cake is the one that uses game consoles. Yes. NES. Atari. You are no longer safe.

It’s mildly obscene, come to think of it…

3. The Pocket Protector

Of course, no geek is complete without the super old school POCKET PROTECTOR. Don’t know what it is? Let me show you.

Pocket protectors! Guarding your little cloth flaps from spontaneously detonating ball point pens. Oh those nasty little pens!

Pocket protectors have come a long way to be where they are today. Now they have some that even take PDAs, scientific calculators, metre rulers and other such very very vital equipment. You wouldn’t want to be caught in a situation without your trusty metre ruler right?

Of course not.

Though truth be told, I put my phone in my unprotected pocket most of the time. Probably why my phone is going beserk on me and my pants are tearing little squirrel holes in themselves.

So what does a geek dress like?

I honestly have no clue. But famous Geek-assigned folk include Adam Brody, David Tennant and Jarvis Cocker.

A bit strange that last one… Hmm…

What do I think? I think geek is very… Like that… And zombie geeks are very like this… So… Zombie geeks can only come to one logical conclusion.

 

Yes. That’s right. Shaun of the Dead. Now to find me a short sleeved white shirt.

I’m Gonna Be

I was poking about the tabs for this song today. Almost got it already!

When I wake up, well I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out, yeah I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who goes along with you
If I get drunk, well I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver, yeah I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s havering to you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I’m working, yes I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s working hard for you
And when the money, comes in for the work I do
I’ll pass almost every penny on to you
When I come home (when I come home), oh I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I grow old, well I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s growing old with you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

Da da lat da (Da da lat da)
Da da lat da (Da da lat da)
…etc.

When I’m lonely, well I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s lonely without you
When I’m dreaming, well I know I’m gonna dream
I’m gonna dream about the time when I’m with you
When I go out (when I go out), well I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who goes along with you
And when I come home yeah I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who comes back home with you
I’m gonna be the man who’s coming home with you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

Da da lat da (Da da lat da)
Da da lat da (Da da lat da)
…etc…

And I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

Aiyoh…

Hmmm… Lots to blog about, but time is creeping into the witching hours of the night. So I shall blog about them tomorrow. Tomorrow, I have a full day ahead of me. Starting off with waiting for the reply from SAO so I can rush down to NTU to pass them my medical letter. Then scampering down to Suntec for drum lessons. Then a long few hours break of void and general nothingness until evening when I meet Boo to talk about school stuff. And I need to hurry down to ADM at 6pm to open the door for Rachel and the bash folk.

Infuriating how I can’t plan my day properly due to all the unconfirmed appointments.

Today was worrying.

On a side note, Nymphadora Tonk from Harry Potter 5 is proof that special effects can make people look hot.

Ah… And ButchHunt 2007 results are out! Lol… Wasn’t exactly what I predicted but a result that was satisfactory nevertheless. Who could have guessed Calvin and Zsa were together?! Explains why Calvin was in ButchHunt to begin with I suppose.

Long day tomorrow.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY XUANY!!!!

LET’S SING A BIRTHDAY SONG!!!

happybirthdaytoyouhappybirthdaytoyouhappybirthdaytoxuanyxuxupipipoopoohappybirthdaytoyou!

YAAAAYYYYYY!!!!

MY YOUNGER BROTHER IS 19!!!!