things i did yesterday:

• get a tattoo (the experience of which i will elaborate further after this list is done)
  

things i did today:

• send the shinobi-mobile in for servicing (although i woke up a bit late for that, it still got done)
• apply for my custom plates that will read SHI-081. that's half-english-half-L337 for SHINOBI! without the 'N' because to have a license plate that reads "SHINOBI" costs at least $400. as opposed to the ones i got which are roughly 0.25 that amount. now i must find a way to have a conspicuous N in there, but not so conspicuous that i get pulled over by the cops for having an illegally modified license plate.

so that's all my birthday money gone, and then some (thank you archi-posse!) and i feel like i've accomplished more in the past two days than i have all semester. which reminds me, i really should get down to documentation because folio is due on 2 june 2006 !! gack. and ack even. and garrrrr =( such are the life and times of a procrastinating girlie.

ooh and in case anybody in perth wants to get one done, that's the tattoo studio in northbridge on james street. and the girl's name is soojin. her deviantart account is here if you want to have a look.

ooh. and what i didn't mention yesterday was that the tatt studio does piercings as well, so this lady came in with 3 pre-teens, 2 girls and a boy. she was going to get her belly button pierced, even though it's more like, her belly was hungry for a piercing and duly consumed the ring/stud/whateverit'scalled in its many folds. and the next thing i noticed was one of the girls lying on the bench getting her bellybutton done too. oh-kaaay. and then the other girl getting her tongue/lip/mouth-part pierced. and then not two seconds later, the boy is going "can you pierce my eyebrow?" so he gets that done and struts about like he's the cat's pyjamas in dirty pants and no shoes.

and all four of them walk out about half an hour later with new bits of metal in them.

at the risk of sounding old and fuddy duddy, would you let your twelve-year-old child get a non-ear piercing? i don't think i would. for one thing, i don't like the thought of something sharp going through my flesh like that. and also, if you're trying to look special, well anybody can get pierced. it's not really that special. all the studs look pretty much the same. maybe some glow different shades of fluoro but that's about it isn't it? and then, there's the fact that they're still essentially kids that may or may not go to school. and when you're in school you run around at phys. ed and all those youthful shenanigans. you don't really want a bits of flesh getting torn out by accident. that's so nasty !! although it's not permanent so i guess if they grow out of it they can get it removed. but i thought it just made a whole bunch of derros look even derro-er.

and can't you imagine that little piece of jailbait girl going to some grotsky fifteen year old (ohmigawd dobbo ith thoooo mature he'th like in year 10 which meanth like, he can rhooo leave thkool, which ith like thooooo boring) going "wanna kith me? i got a pierthing. it'th gonna be tho hawt".

as some of you may or may not know, when i was 17 i got a tattoo on my ankle that looked like this.



now, 4 years on things have kind of changed and i thought it looked a bit yukky ... tribal isn't exactly my thing, yo. so i went and got a new one! over the old one! and now it looks like this



isn't it pretty? i think it is. only i don't remember tattoos being this painful. now if you'll excuse me, i'm going to lie down for awhile.

because i am queen of all procrastinators, instead of teaching myself dimstyles in cad, i have been making a comic for the queen of all dramacheenas.



we love you biotch! that's hawt.

courtesy of zoot girlie-tron:

hardcore gangsta rappers breakin' it dowwwn

cold case is really sad. i don't know why i always watch it.

puns galore. this comic always makes me laugh.

i can't remember where i heard that puns were the lowest form of humour. probably in an english lit class while studying shakespeare, where he employed puns muchly and wasn't exactly considered a classy gentleman. anyhoo, if anybody's interested, check out this page.

nothing like a long detailed explanation to take the fun out of a joke.

on a completely different note, i just remembered an incident from last week:

our bin was full of garden crap and we had no more space for the trash. but being asian, dad decided to go to a house on the street that we know is being used as a guest house for visitors from a singapore country club. what he didn't realize was that people were staying there ...

guest from the house: halt! who goes there? wherefore do you trespass on this property?
dad: [aside] zounds, i have been discovered. what shall i give so as not to arouse more suspicion? oh. i was just helping su (my aunt, the caretaker) wheel out the bin.

isn't he clever (sometimes)?

this preacher guy is insane, biotch.

because it's pretty boring to say:

at 8.14 stuie picked me up
and then at 8.30 we were on the freeway when one of the girls forgot her ticket so we had to turn back
and then at 8.45 we took a picture in her driveway ..

i made a collage



actually the whole night was pretty good except i was really sleepy and felt quite sick while the support band was playing. actually there were 2 support bands, but we missed i heart hiroshima, and the panda band was quite roobash i thought. although cousin belky reckons some songs were quite good.

and then there was elbow-dancing-girl. who stomped on my foot with her high-heeled shoe. and was rewarded by me with a swift cork to the leg, resulting in her right leg buckling. she was quite drunk so she turned around and i pretended not to notice. and then i moved in front so she wouldn't hit me, but then she stepped on cousin so audrey took revenge by throwing herself at e.d.g by moshing very hard. and then when e.d.g. flew forward i'd elbow her gut. heehee. yes bboj, we spent about half the set "fighting" in a rather vicious girlie way.

although it's not true that only horrible people who insist on flinging sweaty hair in your face go to gigs. there was a very nice couple who let me stand in front of them even though they wanted to get closer to the stage, because they saw how short i was =P

perks-o-rama!

ok that is all .. goodboo!

we're going to watch the grates tomorrow!! yes yes, another the-band .. they are supposedly good in a more intimate location such as the rosemount, where we are going. actually i wasn't exactly wow-ed at big day out, but i suppose the outdoor location made their type of sound really washed out, and the singer's voice wasn't that great, but we must support local music especially if they are (supposedly) good. at the very least they have a refreshing website.

so i have my camera and merch money ready so i seriously really honestly promise pictures. and if i don't produce them, you are allowed to call me moderately rude names.

but not too rude ok?

* pretty off-colour post ahead, turne backe all ye who are easily offended. and if you are easily offended but are pretending not to be, then ye have been warned-eth.

found this blog courtesy of dee.

it was kind of confusing when i first read it, because it looked like some "story of our love" bullshit written by a typical act-cute singaporean girl. then i realized it was a "story of our love" by 2 singaporean boys. zomg! that's a bit different.

it's probably not new. previously the most open same-sex relationships were butch-femme affairs in all-girls' schools, and there never really seemed to be any negativity toward them. but if you read these guys' tagboard, the amount of opposition they face, and hatred directed at them is pretty stunning. and i think it's fair to assume that much of the hating is from guys saying "you guys aren't natural" blahblahblah.

here's the thing: i think it's fair to say that pretty much all guys watch porn, which pretty much consists of one or many guys boning one or many girls. if you're a guy, and you'd gladly take a perve at a girl taking it up her butt, then what's the diff between kinky bum sex between guys? same hole you know. and i know at least two people who'd kill to get hot lesbians for their birthday. you know those girls would technically be "gay" and "homosexual" too right?

personally, i don't know why, but i somehow find the idea of some random ah lian cutesy about hoooow much her luuuurves her baby honey darling boy more annoying/repulsive than a couple of chinese boyband lookalikes doing the same thing. maybe it's because i feel that for them to be so unabashed is kind of brave. it does take a small amount of guts to tell everyone that you're not "normal", especially in such a repressed environment.

luckily for these still-in-school out gay boys, they are not the only gays in the village. in recent times it's become tres fashionable to be a gay in singapore. did you know that [insert name of tv presenter/actor/actress] is in fact a gay? no! i always thought it was that other one! he's the one with the moustache.

anyhoo after all that rambling, the point i'm trying to make is, unless the gay person in question is a(n) rapist/murderer/kiddy fiddler/stinge/old-people-con-artist/hobo-beater/boorish employer/lazy employee/bad driver/fashion criminal/all-round bad guy/adolf hitler, don't be hating them because of the way they are, or the way they choose to be. y'all.

people who yell at you for no reason other than the fact they want to, and then say "oh and when you're doing my brochures for me don't forget this that and the other", should leave their children a healthy inheritance and then drop off the face of the planet. also, if they don't want to hear "sarcastic" answers, they shouldn't ask dumbfuck questions.

has the taiwanese ah beng always been this cute? ans: no. it's only because i'm a sucker for that L337 5K1ll

and this guy's just freaking amazing.

i have become a youtube addict.

erm .. i have a confession to make.

i didn't actually go fishing in the end because i was too lazy, and also because cousin larry + marie + joce said it would involve me getting stinky. so i went over to stoo's and hung out with larry and belky. however, it was not completely fruitless. i have stuff to share with you! that's not fish!!

funny for girls, not really for boys.

stolen from dee:

Your Birthdate: October 30

You have the type of personality that people either love or hate. You're opinionated, dramatic, intense, and very outspoken. And some people can't get enough of you - they're totally addicted. Others, well, they wish you were a little more reserved. Your strength: Your flair Your weakness: If you think it, you say it Your power color: Scarlet red Your power symbol: Inverted triangle Your power month: March

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

You Are Dr. Bunsen Honeydew

You take the title "mad scientist" to the extreme -with very scary things coming out of your lab. And you've invented some pretty cool things, from a banana sharpener to a robot politician. But while you're busy turning gold into cottage cheese, you need to watch out for poor little Beaker! "Oh, that's very naughty, Beaker! Now you eat these paper clips this minute."

The Muppet Personality Test

and also, today is the end of lent! (i'm declaring it so, even though it's tomorrow i think). which means i can drink coffee again. but then today mother also declared a day of fast and abstinence, which means we've had nothing but a cheese sandwich and vegetarian noodles. i spent it doing some cad-work (successful) and making this chart, explaining why i'm grumpier/ruder/snider/meaner than usual.

i'm going fishing! my one outdoorsy activity of the year. i'll try n remember to bring my camera =) this is funny because

1. i don't own a fishing rod
2. the people i know that own one don't actually know how to fish (apart from the ones who are going tonight)

i hope we catch something that's not pneumonia!

oh. and gloomy good friday to you sirs and missies. or however it is you're supposed to feel on good friday.

courtesy of jude:

mark leung!

related to yesterday's post..

yew wan too be meeess heart of azia ???

i realized i kinda shouldn't mock based on pricipal ... because people we know are taking part. but i ... can't ... helpit .........

and i promise this is the last you will hear about "beauty" pageants.

*potentially politically incorrect and offensive post ahead. turn back if you feel you can't handle the awful awful truth.

this is a build-up on sheepman's most recent post[link] about the miss singapore universe beauty pageant and how appalling it is. my impression of it is that most of the girls are generally super-skinny-boobless-buttless chinese girls with super straight long hair that's been coiffed to infinity and beyond, with artificially curled bits coming down the side, dug up straight from the heartland with their changkat changi* english and plonked onto the stage. one year, they even decided to bring their platform shoes with them instead of swapping them temporarily for the more glamorous stilleto (or indeed, any type of shoe whose sole wasn't lovingly crafted with a thousand recycled erasers melted and glued together).

anyway. the point is, apart from the occasional indian girl with the "international" face and boobs (who actually won something at miss universe i think), it's really sad that this is the only chance they get to validate themselves and usually they end up showing the world how the singapore education system can fail. and then the day after, everyone's blogging about the "best" answers given.

personally, although i'm not so wild about the walking around and dancing etc, i luuuurve the q&a bit, just like how people watch horror movies because they love a good scare. so bring on the beauty pageants!! heart of asia, miss chinatown, miss barbie etcetc, without you who would entertain us and at the same time, remind us ugly girls that we can feel good about ourselves without having to put ourselves on flesh-parade, because that can seriously backfire.

new link[link]! intro'd by stoo who was intro'd by awdray.

yipee it is all fixed now!! you'll notice that the hitcounter is not there, but that's intentional. mostly because the novelty of knowing where every single visitor comes from has worn off. and also because my web browser's "home" is my own blog (i love me), the number of hits is really misleading anyway.

also, you'll notice the font colour has changed from #000000 to #333333? i think it's a little less harsh. what do you think? i like it betterer.

somewhere along the process of adding a little icon up in the url box, i've managed to completely screw up my blog template and erased all my ufun links and trivia. and yes, some people have a backup of their blog template someplace, but i think i'm not one of those people. or i may have been when i set up my blog but i can't remember anymore.

rambles.

anyhoo, i'm too sleepy to fix it now, but i will soon enough.

everything is peachy keen!! kind of .. easter holidays are approaching, i got a payrise, and i may not need to work saturdays anymore. maybe. hopefully.

also, does anybody know how to get that little icon to appear next to the URL in mozilla?

i'm only doing this because i'm too lazy to reach for pen and paper. soooo ..

note to self: go look for anime entitled Kage Kara Mamoru.

thanks for the overwhelming response! anyway with help from a source who does not read this blog, my architecture firm for this semester's design + documentation is ZOMGdesign. totally geeky for teh win.