party was success! several people piked but it's ok we didn't really need them. the ones that came did really well food-wise =) go starving students!
spoils of the day included:
? funny beanbaggy doll thing from sisters. too cute! like my sisters *koffvomitdie*
? takoyaki set + credit at spraypaint store + shirt + mc hammer dvd from stoo! this will ensure that the shinobi-mobile is constantly on some mission or other. and hammertime! OMG! u R 2 legit
? funky cosmetics pouch + cutest ipod pouch + embarrassing card from mr mar. so useful! so stylish! mr mars rock. i have one you don't. hah!
? "frank muller" watch + "emporio armani" bag + swatch necklace + vintage earrings from bboj. totally supporting my taitai lifestyle in every way. *cue mushy awwwwwwwwwww*
? bodyshop bodycare package from fatfingers so i shall always remain bee-yoo-dee-fool. people who buy presents they'd like to receive themselves are the best =)
? license plate fund from the reclusers. they shall be responsible for the future shinobi-mobile! much like the pope-mobile only .. not .. bulletproof. although no less cool in any way.
? jack skellington tissuebox holder frm vanessa and debbie. so the tissue in my car no longer gets tossed around in that disgusting way.
not to mention angpows .. thanks goodnesses! or trip to singapore would be spent with me window shopping instead of proper shopping shopping.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to NINJAtiong!! secret 6th member of the hives =P may we live longlong time to be partners in many missions together! it was tres embarrassing when we both realized we'd made hives cards for each other. but meh. what can you do. great minds etc!
also, big squishy hugs to wyrd sisters for being very helpful and patient and all and for being fantastic during the party. and aged auntie who helped with the organizing and cooking and shows me that when i am on the other side of 50, i will still be goodlooking because of superior genetics. and most of all to parentals who never read this blog, but you all should know they are very good parents who like their daughter's tattoos, and don't give us curfews, and organize parties for grumpy girls during folio week, and help to clean up after the party and not complain, and let us listen to loud music and face the scary banshees for you .. and only sometimes get angry but pretty rarely. those are the best types. mostest bestest.
Monday, October 31, 2005
whoever said "love thy neighbour" obviously didn't have my neighbours, or he wouldn't have said it.
... ok fine so it was Jesus .. and his neighbours kinda crucified him. but that is completely beside the point.
the point is, that my neighbours (with the exception of the nice lady who lives on the left of us) are fuckwits. first of all there's the one right next door, mahesh, whom you might remember him from the fence blowing over due to damaging squalls episode. fucking scammer. then there's the ones two doors down who have a cute dog they don't want, that stayed over at ours for a night because she ran away and nobody could be arsed looking for her, that we wanted to keep but returned 'coz we thought were doing them a favour but it turns out were returning to hell*.
and then there's the psychotic bloody banshee that lives across the road, who lives in probably the ugliest house on our street** and who rattled her chains and wailed and hammered on our windows at 2am on the night before folio was due, and scared the bejeezus out of us. by us i mean my mum and me, because all i did was hide behind my mummy like a big girl's blouse while my mummy hid behind my dad like a slightly smaller girl's blouse, while he told the crazy to fuck off.
i know variety is the spice of life and all, and that it'd be terribly boring if we lived in 1984, but i think this is pushing it a little. i hope at least one person at our party tomorrow gets drunk enough to yak all over mahesh's lawn. or cause a kerfuffle across the road so they can see how it feels like to be the harrassee for once. jerks.
* ok maybe hell is a bit of an exagerration but they really didn't seem to want her.
** stoo's mum swears it's a brothel because of the lacy pink curtains.
... ok fine so it was Jesus .. and his neighbours kinda crucified him. but that is completely beside the point.
the point is, that my neighbours (with the exception of the nice lady who lives on the left of us) are fuckwits. first of all there's the one right next door, mahesh, whom you might remember him from the fence blowing over due to damaging squalls episode. fucking scammer. then there's the ones two doors down who have a cute dog they don't want, that stayed over at ours for a night because she ran away and nobody could be arsed looking for her, that we wanted to keep but returned 'coz we thought were doing them a favour but it turns out were returning to hell*.
and then there's the psychotic bloody banshee that lives across the road, who lives in probably the ugliest house on our street** and who rattled her chains and wailed and hammered on our windows at 2am on the night before folio was due, and scared the bejeezus out of us. by us i mean my mum and me, because all i did was hide behind my mummy like a big girl's blouse while my mummy hid behind my dad like a slightly smaller girl's blouse, while he told the crazy to fuck off.
i know variety is the spice of life and all, and that it'd be terribly boring if we lived in 1984, but i think this is pushing it a little. i hope at least one person at our party tomorrow gets drunk enough to yak all over mahesh's lawn. or cause a kerfuffle across the road so they can see how it feels like to be the harrassee for once. jerks.
* ok maybe hell is a bit of an exagerration but they really didn't seem to want her.
** stoo's mum swears it's a brothel because of the lacy pink curtains.
Saturday, October 29, 2005
folio week's over! now linda and i have all the time in the world (1 month) to fuel our new hives obsession. watch this space for progress.
thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday, you're all a week early ! actually my birthday's the end of folio week in two days time. poor noelle .. thinking you're living in the twilight zone and functioning in the wrong week *lol*
oh. and if anyone would be so kind, please drop off one howling pelle almqvist outside my house, care of one lynnie loo. thank you !!
thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday, you're all a week early ! actually my birthday's the end of folio week in two days time. poor noelle .. thinking you're living in the twilight zone and functioning in the wrong week *lol*
oh. and if anyone would be so kind, please drop off one howling pelle almqvist outside my house, care of one lynnie loo. thank you !!
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Thursday, October 13, 2005
remember how in the previous post i said we'd plastered posters of andy all over campus on his birthday? after salvaging the posters that hadn't been taken home by the people whose cars we put them on/blown away by the wind/thrown in the bin by the angry workshop technician, one of the recluses created the great wall of andy! isn't it amazing what you can do with 80 a4 sheets and some masking tape?
Saturday, October 08, 2005
tech model is consuming our lives! but the 12+ hour days at uni haven't been completely crap.
for instance, today was andy's birthday so we printed out 190 flyers that said "it's my burfday !!! give me a hug !!" with a picture of him looking like a monkey. then we plastered them all over campus. it was great =) we put them in the lifts, all along the stairwell, in the cafeteria, on signboards, bin lids .. pretty much every flat surface there was. oh, and also the windscreens of every car in the carpark. only 3 people that wasn't part of our posse gave him a hug though..and out of those 3, 2 were guys. pictures will follow.
it's also my hom(e)bo(y) clown school reject cousin's birthday! so happy birthday kor =)
and also, ramadan's started! it's a bit like lent for catholics, only 10 times more hardcore. and it leads to conversations like this:
elliot [admiring a piece of hafiz's supreme model-making handiwork]: dude this is cool! how'd you do that?
hafiz: skill magill .. bitch
but because it's ramadan ..
hafiz: sorrysorrysorry! i shouldn't say that. argh...
it's kinda like how at lent, stoo promises to not swear and be judgemental blahblahblah and two seconds later it's "$&%@ this shit" and "cock!" .. at least he tries though .. i just don't.
for instance, today was andy's birthday so we printed out 190 flyers that said "it's my burfday !!! give me a hug !!" with a picture of him looking like a monkey. then we plastered them all over campus. it was great =) we put them in the lifts, all along the stairwell, in the cafeteria, on signboards, bin lids .. pretty much every flat surface there was. oh, and also the windscreens of every car in the carpark. only 3 people that wasn't part of our posse gave him a hug though..and out of those 3, 2 were guys. pictures will follow.
it's also my hom(e)bo(y) clown school reject cousin's birthday! so happy birthday kor =)
and also, ramadan's started! it's a bit like lent for catholics, only 10 times more hardcore. and it leads to conversations like this:
elliot [admiring a piece of hafiz's supreme model-making handiwork]: dude this is cool! how'd you do that?
hafiz: skill magill .. bitch
but because it's ramadan ..
hafiz: sorrysorrysorry! i shouldn't say that. argh...
it's kinda like how at lent, stoo promises to not swear and be judgemental blahblahblah and two seconds later it's "$&%@ this shit" and "cock!" .. at least he tries though .. i just don't.
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
help required:
dear singapore citizens/permanent residents/expats,
would you be so kind as to keep a look out for these specific chinese medicine pills? they are called "manhood pills" i think, and the box has a picture of an asian guy flexing his massive muscles on the front. not a real guy, but a drawn one. very cheap looking. i came across a discarded box on a bus once, but then i misplaced it. i wish i had it again =( not the contents, just the box. it contains all kinds of wonderful chinese goodies such as essence of tiger testicles and bear penis. you know that kind of libido-boosting stuff. i remember that somewhere on the box, probably under the classy picture of abovementioned muscleman, are the words 猛男一号。which literally mean fierce (i.e. manly) man number one.
if anyone could procure a bottle of the stuff for me (or indeed, just the box is enough .. or just tell me where to find some) it would be most appreciated.
dear singapore citizens/permanent residents/expats,
would you be so kind as to keep a look out for these specific chinese medicine pills? they are called "manhood pills" i think, and the box has a picture of an asian guy flexing his massive muscles on the front. not a real guy, but a drawn one. very cheap looking. i came across a discarded box on a bus once, but then i misplaced it. i wish i had it again =( not the contents, just the box. it contains all kinds of wonderful chinese goodies such as essence of tiger testicles and bear penis. you know that kind of libido-boosting stuff. i remember that somewhere on the box, probably under the classy picture of abovementioned muscleman, are the words 猛男一号。which literally mean fierce (i.e. manly) man number one.
if anyone could procure a bottle of the stuff for me (or indeed, just the box is enough .. or just tell me where to find some) it would be most appreciated.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
it seems like ages since i last updated this blog. no i'm not dead, merely sleeping.
actually no, i lie. i just wanted to use a line from the parrot sketch. with the tech assignment due, the motivation to blog has been minimal. from looking at my gostats thing though, it's nice to see some of you guys still check back =) *wipes away a tear*
recent plans:
1. go to melbourne to visit munner (decided about half an hour ago) yes mun! i am coming to terrorize you!! you thought you could escape me by going to melbourne while i'm in singapore, but i won't have any of that.
2. to abolish the awkward silence
huh? what thing? allow me to elaborate. you know how you enter a lift and you kind of smile at the person inside but then after that it feels like you hold your breath/twiddle your thumbs/check your nails/"sms" for what seems like an eternity before the lift doors open and you rush out because it was kind of weird being in that enclosed space with this person that you see around sometimes but don't really know so what are you supposed to do? anyway, i've decided to do away with that and start short little conversations with people. so far it's worked kinda. so far i've said random things to 3 people and they've all turned out fairly successful! and no, i did not meet with cold looks. they genuinely responded and laughed and said random funny things back. and if i can do it, i'm sure most people can too. try it! because if you are friendly to people, you feel good after, and i'm assuming that the person you chatted to briefly feels a little better too and the joy is spread. it may not be hallelujah-joy but certainly a little feel-good inc. can't hurt right?
help abolish the awkward silence and make this world a better place one small step at a time. and soon, people will be saying
actually no, i lie. i just wanted to use a line from the parrot sketch. with the tech assignment due, the motivation to blog has been minimal. from looking at my gostats thing though, it's nice to see some of you guys still check back =) *wipes away a tear*
recent plans:
1. go to melbourne to visit munner (decided about half an hour ago) yes mun! i am coming to terrorize you!! you thought you could escape me by going to melbourne while i'm in singapore, but i won't have any of that.
2. to abolish the awkward silence
huh? what thing? allow me to elaborate. you know how you enter a lift and you kind of smile at the person inside but then after that it feels like you hold your breath/twiddle your thumbs/check your nails/"sms" for what seems like an eternity before the lift doors open and you rush out because it was kind of weird being in that enclosed space with this person that you see around sometimes but don't really know so what are you supposed to do? anyway, i've decided to do away with that and start short little conversations with people. so far it's worked kinda. so far i've said random things to 3 people and they've all turned out fairly successful! and no, i did not meet with cold looks. they genuinely responded and laughed and said random funny things back. and if i can do it, i'm sure most people can too. try it! because if you are friendly to people, you feel good after, and i'm assuming that the person you chatted to briefly feels a little better too and the joy is spread. it may not be hallelujah-joy but certainly a little feel-good inc. can't hurt right?
help abolish the awkward silence and make this world a better place one small step at a time. and soon, people will be saying
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