saturday night

oh yes, i met the girls too! :D

Muse - Stockholm Syndrome

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edit: they are so kick-ass i just have to put down one two more:

yesterday

i reckon i overspent, but other than that, the whole point of taking leave was moot because chuuling and i were SO BLOODY TIRED after traipsing through far east and bugis for 9 hours straight.

i was looking for the perfect pair of brown shoes but in the end, i bought only bought one weird coloured one (but it's oh so comfy), and a pair of camel coloured covered shoes.

i still need a pair of black shoes and maybe those pretty gold ones from pazzion... hmm. next month i guess.

anyway, i lugged my loot of 5 tops and 2 pairs of shoes throughout the entire day; we were beat, man.

we paused at billy bombers for a milkshake pitstop at the end of the Far East leg:

























then continued on towards bugis! alvin joined us for dinner, at QQ noodle house:











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on the way home, as i passed through the gates of my condo, i caught sight of a ginger cat.

at first i thought it was this particularly horny ginger cat that only appears during mating season. i know it's horny because his appearance ALWAYS coincides with caterwauling in the middle of the night.

sigh, the cats in my area are easy.

upon a closer look, i was much mistaken. i've never seen this one before and i'd be sure if i've seen it before because it's the darn largest cat i've ever encountered.

it was so muscular and fat, it was like... triple H. with a thick neck and all. woah.

when i 'tsk'-ed it, it came bounding over... and then crashed into my shin. i've got a blue-black at that spot now, no kidding.

when it tried to manja me by winding in between my legs, it used so much force it pushed my legs apart and almost tripped me.

gosh. it's one huge cat.

























it seemed to enjoy it when i did my usual "scratch under the neck, rub its head" kinda sayang...

until it lay down, and took a quick swipe at my hand.

being a frequent cat-petter, i've got pretty good reflexes to unwanted swipes/bites to the hand, so i jerked my hand away quickly.

but the cat was even faster.

it couldn't have the hand, so it sprang up and BIT ME IN THE THIGH.

@#*$*$\&!!!

wah piang!! i was wearing my levi's jeans ok. they are damn thick but it bit me so hard its canine punctured through my jeans into my skin, and got to my skin.

i was so startled by that violent behaviour that i just thought to myself,

'OK. MUST. LEAVE. NOW.'

when i got home i told adrean about it. he said, 'eh! i think that's the cat that scratched me the last time! (i shall omit some uncouth language here)

you should've kicked it. i would've kicked it.'

just musing...

why on earth did i not go and catch muse when they swung by, why why why?

stupid, stupid, stupid.

STUPID.

the long goodbye cut short

i had a great dinner with alvin - trawling through the shops at parkway, had some sushi, and then more bargain hunting. i love shopping with aribin!! :D

poor dear, i could tell he was tired but everytime i asked if he wanted to go home, he said he was ok.

anyway, i was gonna leave on the parkway --> bedok shuttle when i turned to give alvin a LONG HUG for being a sweetie pie... to put it shortly, it was a long goodbye.

don't have wild thoughts, we just muttered a lot of sweet nothings YES I AM RATHER EMBARRASSED!

then i reached into his backpack, grabbed the toiletries i bought, and skipped up the bus.

there was another long goodbye moment through the glass window as the driver pulled away from the curb... ('bye dear!' *blows many kisses while alvin makes weird faces to me*)

5 minutes later, i was begging the driver to let me down the bus...

'uncle! 可以放我 在bus stop 吗? PLEASE???'

he good-naturedly changed lane to drop me off while some auntie tsk-ed loudly behind me.

i jumped off the bus!

i ran across the overhead bridge back to alvin...

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... ...

BECAUSE I BLOODY TOOK THE WRONG TOILETRIES BAG.

danggit.

u can practically hear the DJ squealing the romantic soundtrack to a halt. zzz.

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knowing that i took leave for tomorrow (today?) renders me sleepless.

and hungry, at this point of time, somehow.

yep, me THE HUGEST SLACKER AT WORK actually took leave. there's like, no point, i know. i slack so much even i'm not proud of it. *shamed*

never mind! hard work starts on tuesday! after i do some shopping, teehee.

the thought of hitting orchard just when it's wakening and storming through bugis after we hit town MAKES ME HAPPY.

yes, it really, really does.

simply because it makes me feel like a student again.

but this time, armed with CASH. *crazy giggling to self*

well, i've also just realized this coming week will be a food fest of sorts coz there'll be the meat buffet with alvin's bunch on tues, and then possibly kuishin-bo for wed's lunch.

oh man, and then there's PAM'S WEDDING WHICH MEANS I DON'T WANT TO LOOK LIKE SOME BA ZHANG...

and there's rockapella too.

uhhh... eat less? or work out more... *goes and mulls over something as nonsensical as this*

oh yes, can i just say... i love God. :)

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after 1am i goes cuckoo. hey-hey! :D

me against the baby

i mean this in the most un-gay manner possible...

but did u know that just a few days back, i was so sure that alvin was the most effectively deh person (yes, he even beats the girls) i've ever encountered.

it could be because he bats his really pretty eyes.

but then... last sunday... everything changed.

he was beaten down...

by...

13 month old emmanuel.

this child is has a vicious pout. it's evident when he turns me into putty faster than alvin can.

yes, i'm sorry dear. your championship title has been wrenched away by that cheeky toddler.

ok let me explain.

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last sunday after service, emmanuel was wobbling around kicking his balloon when he suddenly fell over. dawn and i ran over in worry to see if he was okay.

he kinda needed to prop himself up, so he grabbed his nearest support - the balloon.

he struggled to stand up, and squeezed the red balloon.

imagine this: dawn and me, running forward making clucking noises to see if he's ok... then running backwards squealing when emmanuel squeezes his balloon.

then imagine this: emmanuel looks up at us squealing and running away, looks down at his hands (which are still squeezing the balloon), makes the connection...

AND GRINS.

that look was evil, man!

because i was running backwards, i saw the devilish look on the toddler's face. immediately i told dawn to stop running, and to pretend that we're not afraid of balloons... but she had scooted pretty far away by then.

-_-"'

after that, mike pulled emmanuel away (that toddler was still grinning at me! *shudder*) before he really ended up bursting the balloon. i told mike what happened, and he laughed.

'HAHAHAHAHAHAHA 你 死 了.'

emmanuel started struggling after awhile, so we had to let him down for some tottering about. he made a beeline for the balloon, SHOT A LOOK AT ME, i eyed him back, then he grinned and

*SQUEEZE*

'argh argh argh!! MIIIIIIIIIKE!!!!'

after mike pulled emmanuel away for the 2nd time, i dolefully looked at the balloon, shot a -_- look at emmanuel (who was WATCHING ME while looking as though he was highly entertained)
AND THREW HIS BALLOON AWAY WHEN MIKE TOOK HIM AWAY TO WASH HIS HANDS!

YAY I WIN. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

when the duo came back, emmanuel looked straight at me and went, 'ah?' while stretching out his tiny hands and exerting his best puppy eyes at me.

i walked up to him, leaned into his face and said, 'no more!' :D he made a slight fuss, but he looked like he didn't believe me. ok lor.

15 minutes later, mike left for home and left emmanuel in my arms. emmanuel kept looking at me quizzically as if he was asking, 'where's balloon?'

so i carried him to one of those huge dustbins in expo, and we both peered in.

the dustbins were cleared! he made a noise of disgust.

hahaha, viv = 1, baby = 0.

pbbbfft!

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then while waiting for alvin to finish cell, only del and i were left to entertain each other. we talked a little about accountability, then emmanuel started putting his hands into his mouth.

immediately, del smacked his hand.

then he did it again.

you see, this boy ah, he does this kinda things just to get a reaction. just like the balloon business.

so what else can be expected right? dellia scolded, smacked and he cried.

BIG FAT DROPS OF TEARS.

he faced del, and when he realized he could get no sympathy, he turned to me crying.

i was squinting at emmanuel and said sternly, 'oh no don't u think you can turn to me ok, you must listen to mummy!!'

but i felt my hands leave my body unconsciously...

i could even hear a faraway voice shouting, 'no, vivien, NOOOO!!'

then there was a louder inner voice going 'AWW YOU POOR KID :(((('

wah lau! i was out of control la! after i carried emmanuel up and when he stopped crying i realized that:

1. that faraway voice was dellia (oops)
2. i was still scolding him (like as if it's gonna work anymore... my body language totally says: YES VIVIEN IS PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS)
3. F-A-I-L.

then he put his hand in his mouth again.

no mercy from me this time, kiddo. i scolded him. and smacked his hand (lightly).

he looked away desolately, then stared over my shoulder all forlorn.

then dellia started convulsing in giggles.

i gave her the 'eh wassup?' look, then she pointed at emmanuel.

HE WAS POUTING.

as in the type of pout that girls use on guys, or the type alvin uses on me... then it hit me: OMG IT'S THE EXACT SAME ONE AS ALVIN'S!

you know... the lower lip is pushed out just that little bit.

i started shuddering while trying to stop myself from laughing aloud. emmanuel felt it, and looked up at me, still pouting. i quickly rearranged my face to look stern.

you could practically see him go *sigh*, then turn his pout on his mom.

del quickly rearranged her face to look stern, while i turned away and wracking with silent laughter.

yes, it's definitely baby = 2, viv = 1.

bleh! it's not fair, he's got the invincible pout!! grr.

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this part is just about how cute emmanuel is. we carried him to the top-up cashcard machine and he imitated us pressing the buttons.

my gosh his fingers are still so small.

then it was just UBER ADORABLE when everytime he pressed a button which made the screen light up, he'd go 'ooh~'.

i can't explain, you have to see his face and how his mouth forms a perfect 'O'.

he looks like a sotong. hahahahaha!

and the torture goes on

i don't know what happened but i ended up going for lunch with the 2 boys.

seriously, they wouldn't stop laughing and they KEPT ON HUMMING 'CAN'T TOUCH THIS'. and then alvin kept doing that weird MC Hammer crab shuffle.

AT THE BUS STOP.

eh, don't make me wear shoulder pads, ok.

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actually i think that's exactly what they want. sigh.

so here's MC Hammer and his incredible stamina and classic dance steps. it's damn funny... right, aileen? hahahahaha :D




actually, i can't help but be amused by the whole thing. coz alvin keeps trying to persuade me to dance 'hammer-style' by pawing at me and going 'it's hammer time!' with his puppy eyes.

shouldn't have told him about the glorious 5 minutes of cell retreat when aileen and i lost it and danced to MC hammer. or tried to, and got totally wiped out after the first minute.

MC Hammer's cool, man!!!

can't touch this.

i went shopping at topshop with aileen during their recent 70% off, and found myself a pair of dance pants! finally!

very excitedly, i showed them to alvin on the way to his place in bus 12. since he was holding on to my shopping bag, i asked him to dig my pants out from the bottom if he wanted to see it.

he dug it out, took one look, blanched and stuffed it back inside very quickly.

i was hurt.

'EH!! WHY??? NOT NICE?' :(

'well, they're ok if u wanna look like... MILLI VANILLI!'

even though i was rather sad that his reception was poor, i couldn't help but laugh hysterically to the insult...

since i can understand where that came from.

you see, my pants are... kinda unique. in the sense that it's got a really retro look when unworn.

yep. they are freaking TAPERED WITH RUBBER BANDING AT THE ENDS.















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i wore them to work today! in anticipation of alvin's response, i pranced up from my seat the moment he came in.

'alvin! see my pants!! XD'

'yeah i saw. eh do some moves in them la.'

'huh? what moves?'

he starts doing the crab-sidestep ala MC Hammer, looking all serious.

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i threw something at him.

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DANGGIT MAN, HANBIN JUST CAME INTO THE OFFICE AND LAUGHED AT MY PANTS.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

are they really that bad? i think they are cool!! T_T































guys really suck sometimes. :(

rockapella's almost here!

listening to rockapella on my new earphones gives me a high. :D

and they're almost here! almost, almost.

wow, can't believe it's been a year.

you guys should all go if you enjoy acapella. they're really entertaining too! :)

compare this!

the fruit of our labour:






































edit: someone actually came up and told chuu ling she thought the suit was rented!! haha! we are THAT zai, man.

microbiology welcome tea 2007

MY GOODNESS THE AMOUNT OF EFFORT WE PUT IN FOR THIS!!!

it all started when dr tan was nominated (arrowed) to be part of the planning committee. then they decided, ok, this year's theme was to be 'superheroes and supervillians'.

alright then, no problem. all each lab had to do was to dress their PIs (principal investigator: the scientist in charge of an experiment or research project) to fit into the said theme.

we thought about it, threw around some crazy ideas which made us laugh a lot... and decided on either 1. one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or 2. Mojo Jojo.

dr tan picked #2. alrighty then... so who's gonna be doing what?

you see, since the welcome tea last year was done by yours truly and alvin, hon, angeline, and hanbin, we all thought that, hey, this year we can relax and let the new honours students take over!

who knew... we did such a great job last year, we all kena arrowed again. all except angeline since she's escaped to MOE.

T_T

3 weeks ago, the red letter was sent: Hon and Hanbin were the ICs for decorating the lobby and corridor of level 3 (where the tea was to be held), while me and Chuu were the ICs for the costume.

alvin was supposed to handle some presentation thing, but eventually ended up as the MC of the costume parade. but it's his kinda thing la, and he had to introduce comic characters so it's really... easy for him.

ANYWAY! because of experiments and warehouse sales (long story), hon and binbin only started on monday, while me and chuu bought some stuff on sat, then on mon, and so we all really started only on tuesday.

on our part, at first we thought that as the ICs, we could delegate duties right? and dr tan preferred an entourage of the Powerpuff Girls so well, we had 3 honours girls... it all works out!!

then we realized quite belatedly that they all had lectures on that day.

so me and chuu ling became the powerpuffs... plus a very reluctant zhang xian. ('please!! make me up so i don't look like myself!!' *plead*)

we had to do so much sewing for the costume it wasn't funny. chuu ling did all the sewing coz ah... i can't sew.

and then when i tried to help chuu, she sliced my finger just moments after we were marvelling at how sharp my mom's scissors were.

oh, happy day.

my finger couldn't stop bleeding, alvin shouted a huge, 'SHIT!!' before turning into this really professional (and very gentle) medic... have i mentioned that almost all the guys in my lab are medics?

yeah so everyone knew what to do... except me and chuuling. we both went into minor shock.

me in shock: i tend to keep talking so i kept trying to reassure chuu while eye-balling the copious amounts of blood being spilled.

chuu in shock: :O

i had to lead the way to the toilet hahahahahaha. she lost it man, as did i.

danggit. last year i split my toe... and this year my finger?? is this gonna be some morbid annual occurrence?? GAH.

so everything was over in 15 minutes, because the lab moved damn fast la, with alvin grabbing the toilet key, hon and binbin opening the first aid kit, then a long wash with 2 girls in shock, marvelling at how the blood just never stops flowing... *hypnotized* then alvin pressing on my wound, then squirting it with saline and then plastering it.

i still remember binbin squirting the leftover saline over the railing of level 5. haha.

only much later, alvin mentioned that i might have cut a vein. i was freaking out and going, 'WHAT??!?!' but he said he didn't tell me because it was 'patient management'. wow, thanks man.

the good thing that came out of this whole episode? we took the left over gauze to wrap around Mojo's turban hat thing. yay!

ok check it man, this is what dr tan's outfit is made of. pretty much all handmade k! and we are darn proud of it -

turban:
one ramen bowl and vanguard, plus duct tape, one layer of white linen, one layer of sterile gauze, and one layer of stocking with its end cut off to prevent it from looking like a condom (although it does create more Mojo). has aluminium foil base and purple velvet ovals to bling it up.

purple cape:
cloth bought from chinatown, painstakingly hemmed in and sewn, plus fitting a cord through using a hairclip because chuu forgot she had a safety pin stuck on her blouse. d'oh!!

blue top:
cloth bought from chinatown, painstakingly hemmed in and sewn, plus bits of blood and did a bit of maths to find out the radius of the hole we should cut to allow the head to poke through. made shoulder pads out of vanguard too.

white belt:
cloth bought from chinatown, painstakingly hemmed in and sewn with black thread first, then redone in white thread. plus purple velvet 'clasp'.

hairy arms:
these were the WORST because they had to be handsewn. we made black sleeves first, then attached the hair to the sleeves and poor chuu got pricked by the tacks i put in for her. every 5 min she'd go 'AHHH!! boo hoo...'. it seemed like slave labour at times. *shakes head*

blossom's pink bow:
i used my own thick harband and sacrificed it to stick pink satin all over it, then stuck a vanguard bow (also covered with satin pink) onto it. i don't care, i am keeping this. IT'S MINE.

see, after all this work, on thursday itself we still had to sew in buttons for the powerpuff black belts and into dr tan's shirt too!! and his shirt's from banana republic. -_-"'

fyi, in case u had no idea, the shirt's not exactly cheap. we were quite stressed.

on the guys side, they worked really fast: within half a day, they pretty much had the batmobile in shape and it was AWESOME. it's really a cardboard chick magnet man... it was so irresistable i kept taking photos with it.

and then they also made stalactites and stalagmites for the Batcave (yep, that's the name of our decor) and had a projector project the Bat Signal onto the walls of our 'Batcave'... and they also hung bats on the corridor such that they looked like they were flying out of the cave!!

wah, damn cool la.

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ok i cannot take it anymore. this is part one. part two will continue after my leader's retreat.

immense fatigue has pwned me. zzz.

oh yes, and photos are already on my Facebook. check it outtttttt!

tell me what's wrong here...

alvin is so SMART.

we'd just finished retrieving our results for an experiment and i was ready to go home. it was already 9:30pm.

that's when i noticed that alvin kept staring at his logbook, figuring out his calculations and what not.

he sprang from his chair and left the room.

i was like, 'eh what the heck, aren't we going home already?'. expecting him to return, i sat where i was.

waiting.

and waiting...

then i got fed up and went out after him. i found him in one of the lab rooms, wearing his lab coat and frown.

i thought maybe something had gone terribly wrong with his experiment calculations and it was something he needed to rectify immediately, so i was on tiptoes in case i rubbed him the wrong way (coz he gets extremely frustrated over chemical formula, stoichiometry, CALCULATIONS IN GENERAL...)

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aside for abit, wah lau his calculations are atrocious. when we started out he couldn't convert from mole from micromole to nanomole. and then i found out when he does chemical calculations -

me: 3 lines

his: half a page that looks like he's trying to prove the equation.

at that point i thought:

'WE'RE DOOMED.'

thank goodness we've already graduated.

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so i sat down and asked him tentatively what he was doing.

alvin: 'i need to make new drug.'

'want me to check your calculations?'

'ok.'

so i sat down, did everything for him...

then i got curious and asked, 'er, why u must do now ah?'

'tomorrow no time what!'

alvin was beginning to sound irate already, so i backed off.

until i slowly worked out that there should be enough time tomorrow what! we have the entire day to constitute our drug and he doesn't even have to rush off from work!

so i went back again and asked, 'eh... so why tomorrow no time ah?'

a: what time u starting the experiment?

v: huh?? wha...? day after tomorrow???

at that point i knew: he thought we were doing the experiment tomorrow!!!!!!

wah lau!! in the end we left at 1030pm (and i got home at 12 plus -_-) with mr alvin looking really sheepish.

nice work man. but i still love u la.

it's just that you're damn kok sometimes. sigh.

rabid over rugby

thanks to alvin-bebbie, i am now a fan of rugby.

i feel that it's loads better than football coz these are REAL MEN fighting for the ball, and not like those pansies in football who keel after a slight touch to the leg nor do they fall to pieces once they crash into someone etc.

in rugby, these men bleed ok. and continue play until the medic is able to run onto the field, tape up their cut...

and then they just wash their faces and play on. *impressed*

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ahahaha adrean just came in and said. 'it's so weird to watch football right after rugby... it's like i keep wondering why there's no contact; seems like everything is suddenly so soft and mellow hahaha!'

me: yar lor, and like how come everyone's kicking it forward instead of picking the ball up and passing it backwards right??? hahahaha!!"

adrean's beginning to get excited over rugby too. heehee. too bad rugby world cup is only once every 4 years. :(

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so alvin and i have been rushing back to his place straight after hiphop to catch the 7pm/9pm/11pm matches, but now we've finally entered the quarterfinals!!

this is alvin watching rugby from 2 weeks ago:















... and i am so stoked coz of the 2 great matches that kicked off the quarterfinals - Australia vs England, New Zealand vs France.

yeah it's australia and NZ all blacks lor. they're the 2 greats leh!!!!...

AND THEY FREAKING LOST.

i couldn't believe it. i felt really very sad for the all blacks, especially for doug howlett coz it's very likely it's his last season... but he is SO SO good on the field man. *shakes head* damn zai.

and then they didn't even make it to the semis. and doug howlett was not playing!! :(

both matches kept me at the edge of my seat, with alvin and i getting over-agitated a few times coz we were so tense over the australian match. england really outperformed themselves man, according to alvin. and the match was akin to a deathmatch... there was so much BLOOD.

but the thing about rugby is that the time actually stops when there's injury, so u really end up playing the full 80min... and no matter how rough things are, no one breaks a bone! they fight for the ball, and not to maim, so it's pretty controlled... except during the aussy-english match.

super fierce man. and they brawled more than once, with unnecessary attacks.

I LOVE RUGBY!! it's a great game.

tonight: south africa vs fiji!! FWOARRRR

still blown away

apparently, alvin bought a new pair of earphones from them la... but he got his biflanges free! and my earphones free!!

did u know that my earphones cost $40??!?! wah liao!!!

and it's FREE!!!

a: hmm? what's that?

store keeper: earphones la... free one, u can give your girlfriend la!

he's so nice, so please go and buy earphones from them at:

Jaben (store's name)
1 Coleman Street
04-16 The Adelphi

Tel: 63370809

they will even give u tips on how to improve your earphone sound and how to wear them snugly to enjoy your music!

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(5 min later)

IT FITS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT; it's so snug!!!

i feel like the prince in cinderella. cinderella - earbuds. glass shoes - ...

OMG THE SOUND IS ORGASMIC!!!!! T_T

OH MY!!!!!

uh-oh... i am going to turn into an audiophile soon too... new... standards... have... been... set...

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edit:

a: ahahaha, and these aren't even good inner earphones!

v: but i don't care, IT'S DAMN GOOD! *eyes slide out of focus*

oh my oh my oh my.

alvin burst into the office carrying soup spoon's um, soup, and started talking about his day:

how he walked from raffles to city hall after gym to get soup spoon's soup (hah i like saying that) because he wanted to check out biflanges (??!?! u can go ask him about them, i am not sure about his techy sound/earplug stuff). so anyway! he mentioned about how friendly the store keeper was... etc...

i was just listening while stuffing myself with soup when alvin said, 'wah, the store keeper's so friendly that when i left, he suddenly stuffed something into my bag.'

v: what is it?

a: (starts digging into bag) but then after he stuffed it in, we talked somemore, and then he changed it for something else!

v: er ok, so what is it now?

a: wait wait... we talked awhile more... and i ended up with this!

















(he whipped this out, and yes, it's in this exact shade.)

a: here, this is for u. XD

i freaked man!! coz :

1. this morning i was just wanting a pair of inner ear headphones!
2. and this was the same model i was leering at while we were at HMV.
3. it's the CORRECT COLOUR.
4. it's got size XS earbuds!!

i am insanely happy right now.

at first the store keeper gave alvin a pair of inner ear sennheisers. i love sennheisers but my ear holes just don't fit their earbuds... and this was precisely what alvin and the storekeeper were talking about, that's why he changed them to another set of audio-technicas, and then felt it wan't girly enough SO HE HANDPICKED THE 'PANSY' ONES!! WITH XS EARBUDS!!!

as u can tell, i am still insanely happy. i am delirious. i still cannot believe my eyes... my brain's just failing to function now.

it's like, God, i didn't even ASK for it... ok well, i kinda did, but i didn't ask YOU for it but thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyousoveryverymuch FOR BLESSING ME T_T

lolcat alanna

in case you guys are a little slow on the uptake, do check out lolcat.com coz it's the funniest (and also sometimes the cutest) website... and this post makes reference to lolcat-ing.

so anyway, for those who know about the fine linguistics of a lolcat, you would get this:

last wednesday, alvin and i met the 'bouncing hands couple' (see 2-3 posts below, i can't remember which one it is, hahahaha) but the main point was that we were on the way to meet Jack, Pete, Alanna, Wai and Li Cai for dinner at Shillawon for dinner.

Dinner was good; it was like a more atas Seoul Garden. so of course, the meat was better and they had ala carte stuffs like pancake etc...

i'm sorry, did i say stuffs?? i meant STUFF. *snigger* (this is an in-joke for that night's diners)

anyways, we had a lot of fun, laughing over silly ACS boys coz two of our dinner companions are teaching there, weirding out over the noodle soup that tasted awful (but pete lapped it up! awesomeness. he likes it like NGEAH! that's another in-joke, hurhur)...

but we all definitely laughed the hardest when alanna spotted wai liong reaching into the hotplate on our side and asked,

'why're you in their hotplate, stealin' their stuffs??'

wai liong raised his eyebrow and went, 'WHAT?' and they both dissolved into laughter.

after awhile when alanna calmed down a little, she managed to sputter, 'omg, i'm a lolcat!!'

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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my salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa... my salsa!

on the way to meet xinwei (it's her birthday celebration!) and angel:


everyone in the car pool to town... SMILE!!



everyone at waraku having fantastic wafuu pasta... SMILE!!! or drool at the fake food at the window display, if u will.

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after all the fabulous food, we headed down to Xenbar for free salsa lessons.

angel: oh, my friend said we can always go down and check it out; first lesson is free for trial!

then when we reached there...

angel's friend sorem: ah... i forgot to mention... this is the intermediate class.

---> insert: major panic from all 4 of us

but it was okay eventually, coz i think the instructor went slow to accommodate us... and besides, sorem taught us some of the basics before the lesson started.

alvin, however, had a really stressful time.

you see, in salsa (and any other ballroom/social dance setting), the guys lead. and alvin, being plunged into the intermediate class, had no basics whatsoever... and he perspires like there's no tomorrow... it was really tough on him.

so by the end of the class he was totally soaked in his own perspiration. he was standing near the fan at first, but they turned it off after one of his partner's skirt almost billowed over her head.

ah yes, we swop partners as we dance; the guys stand still, and the girls move to the guy on their right.

eh hey... the RIGHT guy, hurhurhur...

ok, bad joke.

anyways, we got through it, and at the end of the lesson, one of the men asked me for a dance!! *gasp*

that's when i realized... salsa is not very difficult. he taught me a few new moves, and after awhile i got the hang of it and was spinning/swinging in and out while laughing and tapping my feet.

i probably wouldn't mind learning salsa if it wasn't so expensive. :(

cash studios @ The Arcade

i met nel, ingrid and candice for KTV 2 saturdays ago... and it was fun, of course!

we met at eight at forum, and proceeded to walk over to The Arcade... where i promptly forgot which level the KTV was at. i only remembered, the lift has to go downwards.

so well, no matter, just try different floors la.

*ding!* B1: we walked out... and realized it wasn't it, so we ran back. as we crammed back into the lift, everyone turned to me to chastise me...

*ding!* B2: the lift opened to reveal an old lift grille, behind which was one... eerie... black... empty... corridor...

nel turned behind to see which floor we were at and screamed her head off. which, of course, made everyone else start screaming too, and i could barely press the 'door close' button while trying to cover my ears.

hehehehe, it was quite funny, but i did get whacked left, right, and center for my blurness. :p

*ding!* B3: it's the right place!! yellow light flooding into the lift never felt more welcoming. the other 3 left the lift (not without throwing me dirty looks first) and we headed to our room!

we booked a slot for 3 hours, 8-11pm.

very excitably, i flicked on the disco lights... and immediately was disappointed by their 'eh er... can turn it off anot... it hurts our eyes...'

:((((((((((

but i was still really happy because i got to sing alot!! wah damn shiok, coz somehow my voice was like possessed or something, and i had a pretty wide range that night... i was shocked silly when i managed to hit the high notes. *glee*

eh... but i think it's a once in a lifetime thing... i am alto afterall. songs by male singers, ftw!

i have a manly voice. T_T

so i 点-ed stuff like 优客李林, 陶喆, 李圣杰, 张信哲 and of course, 周杰伦. yeah, very ambitious right. oh and even 曹格's 背叛. it's a bloody good song.

and all the rest of the girls kept laughing at how my selection of songs were so OLD. i was gonna retort that it wasn't... then i realized 50% of the songs i selected were from 10 years (or more!! eep) ago.

sorry la, i stopped listening to 93.3 since sec 2, can't blame me k... :(

and then all the songs they selected i also don't know how to sing. hehehehehe.

an unexpected lunch

before heading down to town last saturday for our hiphop class, alvin and i decided to head down to holland v for lunch. upon reaching the area, we went straight to crystal jade's la mian xiao long bao.

i could tell u how bad i think their la mian standard is, especially the suan la tang la mian... but that is not the point.

the point is that when we settled into our table, and opened up our menus for intense perusal, nary 2 minutes into our heated debate of 'should we get the century egg thing or the other thing?'...

prof ding was being seated on the table right next to us.

i glanced up, took a double take which left me gaping... and i think i embarrassed myself because i can't recall much except that i think i flapped my hand about limply as my mouth hung loose and made 'ah, ah, ah' sounds.

when she noticed the minor disturbance at my corner, she looked up, and smiled politely... and i just went 'hai...'. imagine it sounding like a breathless sigh.

wah lau i must've looked like a retard la.

then, once realizing that duh, she doesn't know me, my loose hand kinda slapped alvin's hand weakly, and pointed to his right while saying, 'uh, it's prof ding...'

his reaction was limited only to a hanging of jaw, which was quickly recovered enough to say hi, and find out more about his old lab.

the rest of the lunch i was damn nervous, danggit. so maybe it's not the la mian, but my stomach was just upturned by the sudden er, lunch companion.

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you see right, for those who don't come from nus life sciences, prof ding is THE (in my humble opinion) prof with the most cred in this faculty. she makes heck of alotof money from her patents!!

if you've read the newspapers, she was on the reports twice in a month (or stg like that, according to alvin? i don't read the newspapers coz i'm a lazy bum; i'd rather watch the telly) and her research is... damn zai la.

and i guess i got kinda excitable coz she is alvin's ex-supervisor... and well, i guess it's just cool to have been working under the supervision of someone so well-placed/established in the research world.

or haha, i could've just been star-struck. :P

i am SO SORRY, dear aribin...

for making you watch 'I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry' with me.

you were so sweet to let me choose this horrendous headache-inducing film, even though we saw that the ratings on rottentomatoes.com was a whopping 13% (omg)...

and even though you would've gone with Brit humour 'Death at a Funeral' or campy gun flick 'Shoot 'Em Down'... which i was sure not only you, but i would've enjoyed.

i'm sorry for making u sit through this (and for 2 hours, no less!) simply because i chose to listen to a total of TWO reviews from these 2 guys who told me it was hilarious.

i was so not laughing. replace laughing with cringing at all the bad lines and bad jokes... T_T

it's not that there were no funny moments at all. there was the (insert asian? accent) 'it is a ciiiircle. it is not a triangle, with all the corners, but it's a ciiiircle.' and the soap bit. i laughed! i did! then i wondered...

why am i laughing at jokes that are 50% rob schneider???

:(

i was quite stumped... what was so funny to these 2 guys??

then on hindsight, i do realize that these 2 guys i got the good reviews from...

1 was probably on a movie date (and after living with him for so long, i know he likes slapstick). hence, you know... when you're on a one on one date with a girrrrl, that you liiiiiike, you tend to... be extra happy... and therefore the world is a wonderful place and everything is funny.

AND THEN

yar hor!!!

2nd guy was on a confirmed date (coz i saw them bouncing hands!! teeheehee. you know who you are~ *nudge*nudge*wink*wink*)! aiyah, i'm guessing it MUST BE a first ever movie date... no wonder all his judgement went haywire...

hahahahahahahahahaha

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after tearing the movie down, alvin and i moved on to a much more serious topic:

a: i'm not sure if i think jessica biel is hot.

v: *agrees* mmm. i prefer eva mendes. jessica biel has more horse face than eva mendes.

a: eh please lor, even she cannot beat jennifer garner. wah lau eh, jennifer garner has so much horse face... she's like a My Mega Pony.

!!!

telepathic communication at the dinner table.

i was having dinner with my mom and adrean, and we were just ending a conversation thread that had something to do with alvin (i think it was the fact that his grandma makes incredibly RAWKIN' belachaaaaan...)

when adrean suddenly said -

A: eh mummy ah, so u accept alvin liao issit?

Mom: *gives him the weird look* why you ask this for?

*pause*

Mom: aiyah, what's there to accept or not? shun qi zi ran ma...

i snigger and shoots adrean a look. i just KNEW what he was really trying to ask.

adrean catches my eye and sputters: EH IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK OK!!

my suspicions have been confirmed.

V: *glee* mummy! you know why adrean is asking this question anot??

my mum is piqued (and quite irritated by the sputtering noises adrean was making to try to shut me up).

V: he wants to know what will happen if he gets a girlfriend!! (laughs my head off because i know adrean is freaking out)

V: OMG. YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND ALREADY IS IT?? MUMMY!!!! hahahahahahahaha...

A: no... no... *clutches his side from the stitch* (it's not easy trying to chew, talk and defend yourself at the same time)

then i proceeded to try whisper something to my mum. i was going to tell her who i thought it was...

V: mummy... heeheehee...

A: EH! it's not her okay!!!

wahhh... adrean and i can communicate telepathically. how wonderful. :D