i can't stop listening to damien rice's "cannonball".



i hope my flatmates aren't getting irritated with the song.

yeah i know you guys like pikchas so here's somemore pikchas to get bored over.





this is kevin and sam. some of you might remember sam from maybe a dozen posts back. we're sitting around waiting for the film screening to start cos the guy with the tape is late and we have got abbasolutely nothin' to do. and i had my camera with me cos i had to take pictures of some leaves for a media project. and so of course when bored and with a camera handy, you get some boring pictures. anyway, kevin's a moron who's camera shy, so he was being all don't papparazi me i'm a celebrity (disclaimer: he didn't actually say that). and i was all like don't be a moron. that's the diary that every student who is a guild member gets 'for free' (feckin' 55 dorrar amenities and services fee each semester sucka. how's that for free). he must be the only singaporean i know who actually uses that diary and carries it around.





yeah so here's the shot to my left which is mindy who of course has to pose for the camera. there isn't much else exciting in the photo. that's the ceiling and the fluoroscent lights. but you've already seen them in the last photo.





so prior to all these photo shenanigans and before the film screening, i was being unattentive in my comm studies lecture and decided to modify and improve on the student resistance club flyers. actually i'm not totally sure it's something by the resistance club people but it fits their image. so i was thinking the flyers look pretty tame so i added some stuff in it. and i think mine rocks more votes than the original. don't you feel totally oppressed just looking at my version. i should be designing these things. but that's pretty dangerous stuff. the pap might blacklist me as a troublemaker or something if i have this on my record. but still, i like my version better. the thing on the left in the plastic looking thing? that's my lunch, a turkey ham sandwich in clingwrap. also very oppressive. clingwrap is very oppressive. but it keeps my lunch clean and fresh longer.






and here's the back of the original flyer. more boredom and note passing. i wasn't trying to pick up any chick during lecture. it's to get contact details of fellow comm studies students. and before you say, yeah right the handwriting at the top with the dotted "u" has got to be a chick, that's kevin's handwriting. which in me telling kinda defeats the point of me blue-ing out the names and details so that no one can tell who and what it is. anyway the message below is just me laying it down all smooth cos females like it when you're all smooth and sua-vay. i got rejected though. dumb girls. the rest of the stuff in pencil is just more drawings i made. whoever can do it gets ten points for each drawing correctly identified. the top scorer will receive a picture of a part of my body that no one has seen before. not even my mirror.





yes and the final photo. this is a bird i call 'buttshaker' cos it just scurries around and shakes its patootie all over the goddamn place even when it's standing still. i like this bird. it's gotta be my favourite bird here. but the problem is i don't know what the hell it's really called. so if anyone knows, please enlighten me by hitting the comment box alright? i'm sure it doesn't like to be called buttshaker all the time, and i've been calling it that for over two semesters already.



yeah ok so that was all really interesting and whatever. that's it that's all that's all there is.

sigh. until i actually have the ability to redesign this page, i shall let thee, blogger navbar, encroach upon my title banner, seeing how no matter how much i tweak my html i can't fix it.



you shall not have the last laugh.

this is crazy. this has to be a first. why randy???? even the honky tonk man didn't try something like this, and at least his moniker is musically related. please don't respond to this hulk hogan. i beg you. there are enough weirdos in music already.



and please don't fake-pummel me for calling you guys weirdos.



by the way anyone else notice that randy is leaner than back in the day. i wanna see him cockstrut. that guy could cockstrut like no other.

just for the record in case you guys would like to know. yu cut my hair using only a pair of stationery scissors and nothing else.



i just watched the ndp on webcast at my friend's place. and the only thing on my mind besides the horrifying ordeal of watching wayne JJ lim prancing about is how boring it was. it was really similar to last year's or other years. have the ndp organisers run out of ideas? i mean how long can you keep the act 1 act 2 act 3 schtick going on? maybe it's been there all along but oh well what else could we do.



as usual kept a watch out for fuck ups during the actual parade segments and spotted one flag bearer fumbling with his flag almost tipping it over. so that was pretty exciting for us watching it. besides that. it was pretty ho hum. listening to the same old commentary when lky appears.



right. what an insane number of posts i've put up in the past 2 or 3 days. i feel like i actually am a blogger now. oh well.

oh yeah hey. happy national day everyone in singapore. eat a curry puff for me.



and yes they do have curry puffs here. i'm just saying curry puff ok. not happy then think of some other food you think i don't have here. like char siew bao.



no. we have that here too.



go away.

yeah i just closed my winamp and opened it again. and after a moment of trepidation it loaded up with all my playlists still there. yeah! thank you elvis.



but if it goddamn tries to be funny again i'll slit its throat i swear chao cheebye. i'll switch my mouse cursor image to a little scythe or dagger and slash the fucking winamp classic skin with it. several times quickly. and then to really hurt it i'll slowly drag the cursor across the interface. with a cursor image of a blunter instrument of decapitation. yeah you heard me winamp. i will maim you.



it's late time to sleep.

i just spent the last few hours fiddling with my winamp. all cos there's a new upgrade and i don't know why i even bothered to try to upgrade. then i couldn't import my old playlists over so i was like what the fuck. then i sent a help mail to winamp. but then i decided to uninstall the new winamp. so i uninstalled that and reinstalled my old winamp. and i had to fucking reload all my goddamn playlists again and rename them. and so usually the playlists just stay there. so i closed winamp and opened it again. and it was all fucking gone. what the fuck. so i redid the whole fucking thing again and i think my right forearm is going to get all carpal tunnel on me now. fuck you technology you're a motherfucker. i hope to sweet elvis that when i close my winamp and open it again tomorrow the fucking playlists will still be there. it ain't no goddamn joke to be loading and renaming close to a hundred playlists everytime you open winamp i'm telling you this. i only do this for music's sake.

today everyone saw my new hairstyle. well new old hairstyle somewhat. and everyone preferred this one over the old long one. well this one is much more manageable anyway. no more combing. just a lot of fiddling around to mess it up. which isn't really needed. but then you know how you just need to tease it and tease it but never feel like it's how you want it. oh well.



anyway had a housewarming today in the afternoon and a 'national day party' at night. i made two batches of brownies. one with walnuts one with pecans. the one with walnuts was like cake cos i mixed the egg batter too long while waiting for a mixing bowl to arrive cos i didn't have one. and so the pecan one was really gooey and mushy in the middle cos i made it a point to not beat it so much and to bake it a shorter time. most everyone liked the mushy one better. so next time i'm not going to bother wasting so much of my energy beating the goddamn batter. anyway i think i've had it with making brownies for a while. i've made four tins of brownies in the past 6 months? i don't want to be the brownie guy.



right so the housewarming was pretty dead when i arrived and the gang i hang with was hiding in one of the rooms and i was like what the fuck's goin on? why's everyone hiding here. let's go outside woohoo. anyway soon afterwards more people came and things livened up. yeah so that's about it.



then from there went to sijie's place to prepare for the 'party'. i tried to make it a party but most people didn't show and it wasn't that much of a party thing anyway. like i said to one of them. how partyish can a singaporean party get. this person's reply was is there even such a thing as a singaporean party. but it was cool anyway. just sat around, drank and talked cock. the national day thing was just probably an excuse to just get together and chill out.



yeah tonight was a fun night. hanging with friends. even though most people didn't show. it was cool. i really like just hanging around with my pals here.



anyway yeah so this is a really unusual wordy post with actual journal-like shit in it. enjoy or be bored by it. whatever. i was high for a while but after some coffee im alright now. going to sleep soon. yeah this paragraph doesn't really have points that link together.



ok goombye.



yeah and hey all i's gotta say about my sideburns is this. to all the detractors. these babies are the shit. if i shaved them off people wouldn't recognise me. i think even if i lost most of my hair and shaved my head bald, i'd still keep my trailblazers. so too bad. i rock. but i will try to keep them in check and not let them curl like a bastard. so don't be too disheartened.



ok yeah goombye. for real this time.



thanks everyone for coming to check out my hair pics. and thanks to everyone who came to the party. |oo|

yeah so yu came over early this morning and had a snippy time with my hair. and voila. here are the results.





here's me fresh from the haircut. yu took this pic.





and here's me getting my geek on.



its like my hair in the very first sem i was here. i kinda like it. means no more combing and fussing.



so whaddya guys think. tres bien?

don't hate me because i'm beautiful. hate me because i hate you.





i know it's blurry. but this isn't a competition.











yeah ok eat your heart out. here's three photos of me since some of you have been asking how i look. or more accurately, how my hair looks. i know it isn't THAT long. but it's long enough to make everyone hate how i look. except one person. and i'm not talking about me.



anyway. tell me what you guys think of it. should i cut or not? thing is. i just agreed to let yu cut my hair on friday. to just let her go crazy with it. then if it's weird then it's off to the barbers. alrite so criticise away.

quote of the day:



"did you write the muar chee bye?"

yeah rivers cuomo has added me as his friend on myspace.com.



yeah.



oh and sad news. ozma disbanded. man. that's killing off some really catchy music.



for all those people bugging me about dead blog. there isn't anything interesting going on. and my units are unprecedentedly (is this legit?) difficult this sem.



for all those people bugging me about my long hair. i know i said i felt like cutting it. but that was momentary depression and im pretty comfortable with it again. but yes i might still cut it. so don't despair yet.



ok time for dinner.