Tuesday, September 30, 2003



jillian (12:01 AM) :

thanks pal I HATE KIDS

eightysix (12:02 AM) :

ill buy you one

jillian (12:03 AM) :

SHADDUP I FERAKIGN HATE IKDS WAS CHASED OFF BEACH BY THEM I HATE HATE HATE FAT WHITE KDIS

jillian (12:04 AM) :

i fucking hate kids

eightysix (12:04 AM) :

why so vulgar??

jillian (12:05 AM) :

I AHTE KDIDS THAT WHY

eightysix (12:05 AM) :

shocking.





happy childrens' day kids. remember, jiwwo loves you.





i just found out that i can upload stuff without getting charged! coolness. therefore i have uploaded a buncha pictures of my room here. check them out.



and also, i just got my hair cut by a friend here. she's done a pretty decent job and now i'm sideburnless (i bet you guys are happy) and i look younger and more guai. i'd upload a pic but i returned the digicam to my friend already. perhaps another time.



i'm getting fatter. shit.



Friday, September 26, 2003



jillian (10:41 AM) :

yes layiys

eightysix (10:44 AM) :

is that supposed to be my name you skanky ho

jillian (10:44 AM) :

yep i t sure is







for frickin' cryin' out loud, jiwwo.





here are lots of photos of the rottnest trip,and other stuff with me in it, on my friend, raymond's, photo album site.

check it out



Wednesday, September 24, 2003



i'm back from rottnest. actually i got back yesterday, but i was so bushed that i didn't really do anything. a bunch of us walked the island the whole afternoon, getting drenched and then getting blown dry by the freezing wind repeatedly. the weather was wonky as hell. but it was kinda worth it cos the views were really quite fantastic. the ferry ride there was hell cos the ocean was choppy and it was like an amusement park ride. and those of you who know me well enough will know that i don't do that kind of thing. so i spent the whole ferry ride, half a fucking hour of it, curled up in a tight ball wedged against the ferry wall hiding my face in my sweater and crying out for the ride to stop. it was that bad. some of them thought i was fooling around, but believe you me, i was ready to jump off the ferry. that was how much i wanted it to stop. after the ride, i was totally exhausted cos i was all tensed up the whole time. kinda like my wisdom teeth extraction ordeal. everyone felt like puking. but no one did, cos everyone feared the consequence (getting teased mercilessly forever and ever after) so everyone just did the bestest to keep everything in. the ferry ride back was much better (thank god. i was all prepared to stay on the island forever or swim the 20 kilometres back.) cos the ocean was calm the next day.



well it's the day after i got back and my right ankle is still hurting from all that traipsing around the place. i got a whole buncha photos but i can't really upload them now cos of data transfer charges. maybe i'll go to a friend's place to do it or i'll just do it when i get back home. come to think about it, i'm coming home pretty soon. i'm already past the halfway mark, i think.



we had a barbecue during our night on the island. there was lots of food, but it was quite crap compared to the stuff that i'm usually used to eating at barbecues. man i missed the good ol' barbecues back home especially when i read about ted's farewell on cong's blog. that night, 24 of us squeezed in the villa meant for 8 people and grabbed a little sleep. it isn't as cramped as it sounds. there was enough space for everyone which is pretty amazing. i think maybe ang moh living quarters are bigger in general to accomodate the ang moh physique and us chinky people take up less space in their spaces. but perhaps it's also cos they have much more land to use. this sure ain't no dingy little east coast chalet.



still don't feel like doing any work yet. still in a holiday mood. don't think that's too good considering i have two major essays to hand in immediately after the holidays. think i should get crackin' soon.



Sunday, September 21, 2003



going to rottnest island tomorrow. gotta wake up early. it looks like a nice place so i'm hoping the weather lets up. i think it's somewhat like a sentosa of perth (but i hope it's not as sad as sentosa back home).



oh and if you were wondering, i made it through the veggie thing. it wasn't that bad, though i did feel more tired and felt a lil' faint the first night. i think i'm just weak.



tip for those who'd want to try it out: don't forget to eat your carbohydrates, or you will just die.



i had the best meal so far on friday night at a chinese restaurant called Uncle Billy's in the chinatown-ish area at Northbridge. i was a happy boy that night.



ok gotta go pack my stuff and spend the rest of the night wondering if i missed anything out.



Tuesday, September 16, 2003



today is the first day of my 3 day veggie diet stint. just thought i'd try out going vegetarian for a while. initially i wanted to do it for a week, but now i've got 2 girls on this thing with me also and we decided to do it for 3 days. cos end of this week there's a food fest thing and they got a barbeque to attend.



after one day of not eating meat, i feel kinda weird. my stomach feels bloated (i tried to fill myself up with fruits and veg and bread) but it still feels empty. i didn't think i'd really feel that much of an effect cos in the army i've gone for days without proper food.



i think my body's just getting used to the lack of meat. so i guess i will be fine after a while.



now i need to get through this night.



Saturday, September 13, 2003



eightysix (12:15 AM) :

how i know.

its usually the case what.

im the returning prodigal son.

everyone will have gone on with their lives and my life will be left in oz.

eightysix (12:16 AM) :

id have to work as a free lance deejay in centro or something

mother heroic (12:16 AM) :

is your father throwing a grand banquet for you then? will he put a ring upon your finger?

eightysix (12:16 AM) :

will he allow me to kiss the ring upon his little finger and call myself his son.

mother heroic (12:17 AM) :

why not.

mother heroic (12:17 AM) :

afterall you've come from faraway lands.

eightysix (12:17 AM) :

will i not be bequeathed with the family fortunes and a stable of well bred horses to groom and nurture.

mother heroic (12:21 AM) :

what will you be left with then, seriously.

mother heroic (12:22 AM) :

dry bread and lentil soup?

eightysix (12:22 AM) :

a tattered photocopy of the mortgage to the family estate and three magic beans.

eightysix (12:24 AM) :

one which will be eaten by our prized steed. two of which will be tossed into the fields beside the kallang river.

eightysix (12:25 AM) :

of the two, one will be eaten by a passing minstrel and he will die from it.

the remaining one will plant itself deep into the soil and grow shoots where various indie band names will be printed on the underside of its leaves.

eightysix (12:26 AM) :

and for generations to come, any fledgling band with a desire for indie rock success will come to pluck humbly at its leaves for their given name, their blessed given name.

eightysix (12:27 AM) :

now it is time for me to have some luncheon.

seeya.

mother heroic (12:27 AM) :

haha bye.



Sunday, September 7, 2003

Tuesday, September 2, 2003



i saw two kookaburras yesterday.



they weren't laughing.