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classic.

die already.

rav4 is getting contaminated by my uncanny sense of "wtf-style-randomness."

we were in a meeting and got bored.

so she wrote a very romantic story.

to show her fustration and hatred for meetings, she vented her anger very vehemently, on me.

matric fair.

this post is probably gonna set the record for the highest number of photos.

sofero, i kopped damn alot from your blog, don't mind ah!

the prelude..
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正所谓,"养兵千日,用在一朝。"

for the potatoes out there, this simply means, "train soldier one thousand days, use one day no more."

i am so good at translation.

> collection of sponsor items <

mindless fun. one of the days, s4 drove lorry while limpeh drove the nussu van and trailed behind him. the lorry was for goods and the van was for transporting personnel.

what an elaborate plan.

a few times, we broke contact at traffic lights and i had to chiong the van until like initial d until can hear rubber smell and rav4 beside me had to call cane to find out their location while limpeh overworked the van to catch up.

like a less glorious version of police and thief.

driving in more peaceful times.

can you believe it, at one point of time, every single person in the van was sound asleep except the limpeh. while extremely demoralizing, it also proves, according to rav4, that i "must be a good driver", because otherwise everyone will be on the edge of their seats, fearing for their lives.

maxim galore.

cane having an erotic session while sofero enjoys the show.

> the security cell <

i hereby extend my sincerest thanks to my dear security cell, the family of three.

qing qing, ah boon, and sofero!

now, ah boon and sofero call me biao ge. this brings us to the question of what their daughter, qing qing is supposed to call me.

biao shu gong?!

biao ge gong?!

biao gong?!

it's a pity michael didn't mix around with us much because he's on closer terms with the indonesians. but he was power lah, must have scared tio alot of freshies!

kudos to sofero. she was solely responsible for the design of the passes! be dazzled!

the passes starting to take on their true forms.

now see already want to vomit.

> sai kang... <

hard at work laying cables.

the bloody ground was wet and it was so hard to get the tape to remain sticky. so we had to wipe it dry with, of all things, toilet paper.

really is sai kang.

one fine night, they got mad and had a goodie bag carrying competition.

s4 carried 40 bags at a time i think.

their madness was good for lazy people who just cheered on at the side. they had different categories for the competition, and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves. at the end of it all, limpeh intervened, and broke all their records without a sweat, by lifting 8 goodie bags with my little finger.

muahahahaha, limpeh is powerful!

they said the sole reason i won is because i have long fingers, but whatever.

about 6000 goodie bags.

the hall wasn't big enough for me to take a picture of all the bags. in the meantime, we stole alot of dars chocolate, hi-chew, and unif green tea.

matric fair '07
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we are security! halt halt, or we'll shoot!

do not be misled by the apparent serenity of the scene. we nearly died on the first day. everyone wasn't clear about the procedures, the boxes were shaky, and we went through a cumbersome step we did away with from the second day onwards.

first day really was chaotic.

oh, did i mention we have a drinks stall downstairs as well?

amidst the crazy action-packed exchanging of passes, i had to make time to chiong to raffles hall via van to get ice. at the end of the day, i felt really depressed because if this goes on for 2 more days, i will vomit.

fortunately, with several improvements to the system plus everyone getting familiar with the way things work, second day onwards were damn slack.

somemore can one person do for 2 booths. qing qing looks damn tai tai in this pic.

the first night, me and rav4 had to sleep outside mpsh5 to jagga the drinks for the next day. it was damn hot and uncomfortable sleeping in the sleeping bag.

rav4 is damn ke lian, pei lim peh shou4 ku3.

amazingly, she said she slept damn well.

weird.

i'm the one who got only slightly more than a wink of sleep. the next morning, i still felt like a jellyfish and was trying to catch some more sleep...

when rav4 stole a shot.

like i said, day 2 onwards was really damn slack. so slack that we were able to have people go help manning the sales booth and cblc booth.

and i had time to surf porn.

but still..

the sight of this is still nauseating.

rav4 and me.

okay i look damn stupid. the camera man, whoever it was, never say timing properly one.

and it's over
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the end of matric fair was hell also, and the poor security cell got alot of flak from people because we weren't allowed to release their passes until they cleaned up the hall.

aiyah, boring story for another day.

ta men zhen ke lian.

rav4 tried carrying my backpack.

she looked like a tortoise, especially since she was wearing green.

security cell plus rav4 busy packing up.

smile.

this is such a serene sight. all packed up and ready to go ciao!

anyway, through matric fair, i realized how blardie cute beanz really is.

kawaii ne!!!!

meghna, madhuri, samantha at top, beanz, qing qing below.

he is so cute that i decided to teach him a lesson.

take that!

alas, he retaliated...

i refuse to comment about what he was doing to me.

he has the support of the masses! everyone was so enchanted by his cuteness.

project super star.



the two men shens. this pic was quite stylo and cool.

alas, we look damn kok in this. we both look like we were scratching our backs.

we were so happy that mf was over that we got crazy. i flung beanz onto my back in joy.

yay!

rav4 tried to do the same to me and nearly broke her back.

cblc filled with herculeses.

cblc rules the world.

can you see the alphabets? ah boon is 'c'. me is 'b'. qing qing is 'L'. rav4 is 'c'.

but stanley said my 'b' looks retarded. and there were so many 'c's around. so it wasn't obvious that it said 'CBLC'.

parting shot!

top: sofero, ah boon, huichun, zack, kelly, stanley.
bottom: limpeh, qing qing, beanz, rav4, violet, cane.

the unrelated extra in the background is johannes.

hahaha, i'm just kidding. he's a super duper nice guy who helped out a damn lot.

anywayz, matric fair wasn't as bad as i envisioned it to be.

once again, arigato to the security cell and the part-time security assistant, PRO CFA, rav4!

p.s. kaoz, 4.13 a.m. now?!

the holidays.

this post is kinda long overdue.

school has started for one week already, and my post pusher is having a hard time pushing any further.

and when you don't update your blog for damn long, you kinda dunno where to start from all of a sudden??

and sometimes in the middle of the night, like now, at 2.34 a.m., you come up with a sudden flash on inspiration, go type in www2.blogger.com into your browser and commit suicide.

the past holiday was monumental.

1. i bought my first book from borders! used biaomei's borders voucher though. the first book in many to come.
2. i didn't work throughout the entire three months! cool balls. all i did to earn money was with my writing stuff. which leads me to the next point.
3. i actually made money by writing! if anyone told me this when i was in secondary school and hated books i'd probably have sent him to woodbridge. but yeah. life is unpredictable.
4. matric fair is over! more about it in the next post.
5. on a sad note, "things will probably never be the same anymore." but nevermind.
6. it would be interesting to compile a list of all the books i've read; probably like 30.
7. i kinda can't think anymore. but of course, the most significant thing was getting a car i.e. rav4.

almost the entire second half of the holidays was spent with rav4.

sometimes i think that the worst thing about getting attached is that you tend to waste away time by the tons, but you simply simply cannot help it.

even worse, the process of wasting time is addictive.

die lah, like that.




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