another reason to miss home

(as related to me by babyloo)

dad holds out his hand to babyloo so she holds it, and he says "ugh. so clammy."

so he holds lyndiiloo's hand instead and says "oh so nice and dry ... but that means you are devoid of emotion."

the truth about architecture #35

you get proficient at nurbs and v-ray renders but simple things like formatting in ms word or excel baffle you. 

mayday was soooooooooo good! ^__^

i swear 阿信 and i had a moment. doodoodoodoooooooo

dear j,

the house feels so empty without you around! see you at the end of the year.

j is packing to go back to singapore for good and it's kind of bringing the mood of the house down. and by "the house" i really mean me and eunice. he seems so excited to be going back home! not even a hint of being sad or sentimental. i totally can't believe it. e thinks it's because boys are not sentimental but i'm not so sure about that. 

anyway, we are a little sad. bye bye j, we'll miss you. 

it's like phua chu kang's house times ten. and somehow it makes me feel uncomfortable.

is this for real?

gobo?

TAMAGO?!

i wonder if the new spate of "how well do you know me" quizzes on facebook actually turns friends against friends. especially if you're meant to be "bff" and you score anything less than 100%. facebook can be so silly.

i think studio 612 seriously needs to learn to focus. we were supposed to have a quick dinner, and start the meeting at 7.30pm, then get as much done as we could. how could such a simple plan go awry? when we decide to have hotpot for dinner before the meeting. but hotpot in a restaurant's so expensive and besides we want it to be a fairly quick dinner, so why not make it ourselves and save time by cooking at uni? 

being asian and severely underestimating the time required to cook hotpot, the timetable changes slightly.

6.00pm :: get picked up to go grocery shopping

6.45pm :: reach uni and start setting up. 

7.00pm :: realize there's not enough food because of unexpected people turning up and wanting food. unable to say no, 2 people head off to get more food. one group member decides to start printing stuff out but encounters computer network problems. spends ages trying to get around it.

8.00pm :: finally start cooking

8.05pm :: wonder why the soup's not boiling. oh we need more gas.

8.06pm :: new gas canister inserted, soup starts boiling.

8.15pm :: finally start eating. 

and eating

and eating

and eating

10.00pm :: start cleaning up. 

10.20pm :: sit down to start the meeting. some attempts are made to sketch on our immense site.

10.21pm :: group splits up to keep on printing as before. the printer problems continue.

11.00pm :: group finally all sit down together. we're finally getting work done! oh wait what's that? you want to take pictures for the cockamamie fanclub page? great!

2.00am :: we need to call it a day because of 11am class the next day.

even if the other sydney uni team has dropped out and the unsw teams are to architecture what the wacky races are to f1 racing, that's still another 992 teams from another 39 countries we're up against. 

i think a lifting of game is required. maybe next week?

studio +612: boldly wasting time* like no group has ever done before.

*but also having way more fun than we should be having with 2 weeks to final submission ^___^

our band blog is up but not really running. watching it blossom will be like watching a child grow. you know you want to be a part of this. 

i sparred for the first time today and it was exciting! of course my 师兄 went totally easy on me to begin with. but he didn't take long to speed up and hit harder and i managed to keep more or less on par! o(^______^)o

i've been wondering for awhile whether i'd actually be able to hold my own in a fight with random punches coming my way and while sparring still involves pulling our punches a bit (without safety gear on), nobody really holds back in terms of speed or sneakiness so it was good. 

totally can't wait for my grading. then i can play with the big kids!

update: i guess this makes me totally not a samuraibunny anymore but that's okay. i'll just retain the name for convenience.

it's a primary school insult, to call someone daggy. winky babu didn't know what it meant so i urbandictionary-ed it for him. and here's something i did not know. 

"additional to the previous definitions: australia (and new zealand) are sheep-farming countries and our populations are familiar with many of the aspects of farming livestock. a "dag" or "dags" is the colloquial term for the dung which collects and mats into the fleece immediately surrounding a sheep's anus; it hangs in dried-out dangling clumps which make a sound when the sheep runs, hence the phrase "rattle your dags". a sheep should be "ring crutched" to avoid or relieve this condition: crutching is the removal by shearing of all fleece surrounding the genitals usually in a circular shape or ring. a sheep not cared for properly in this way will otherwise collect dags - hence the possible connection to insults concerning fashion and appearance. the sight of a daggy sheep is unattractive and comical, although the mats of contaminated fleece may be painful and usually attract blowflies and other pests; and therefore to call someone "daggy" is to liken them directly to a neglected sheep's anal region suffering from this condition." - urban dictionary.com

har!

finally cobbled together a new banner. i think it suits this new look quite well ^^

ok rhino time. brr.

today's jam went swimmingly! i think we'll get cool duet band out of this: nicky + lynette on the roooooooad. 

actually we've already planned the look of our first single, and also our merchandise. hoohoohoo!

last thursday i agreed to go jamming with a friend. i haven't touched a drumkit in years! uh oh. we'll see how it goes.

who'da thunk architecture magazines could be fun too? mad magazine eat yer heart out.

today is sheepman's birthday! happy birthday sheepman! baabaabaa. for your birthday i shall give you the gift of laughter. 

behold:

this week's auntie pratma-ism:

people said that pigs would fly if america voted in a black president. 100 days after obama became president, pigs flu(ew).

/dies

dear the people who were hitting walls with hammers this morning at 8.00am,

wherefore do you start hammering at 8 and stop at noon?! ON A MONDAY ?!?!?!

granted not everyone has 11.00am starts on a monday. all the same, to wake someone up half an hour before their alarm rings is just mean. 

if i see you i will ... glare at you. then you'll be sorry.

roar

l

saturday saw craig's 30th birthday party come and go with shenanigans that younger folk only dream about. 

as his birthday, 3 may 1979 was the day maggie thatcher came into office, it was obvious that the theme for the party was villains. most people stepped up to the theme and a wicked time was had by all. 

amongst those in attendance were several bikies, a couple of pirates, 2 jokers, a harlequin, alex (was he really a villain or was he just misunderstood?), keyser soze, dick dastardly, the evil queen from snow white, the wicked witch of the west, corporate america, nicotine, skeletor (in disguise), a priest, a yaoi manga and of course, moooojo jojo! 

happy birthday craig "gallian magdallian" brown!

most of the photos were taken off zoot's camera, but humble dingo was the photographer for the evening. except when she was in a photo. out-of-focus ones not taken by me.