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(no subject) [Mar. 5th, 2008|12:24 am]
TO ONE AND ALL

I AM ABANDONING THIS LJ ACCOUNT

JUMP SHIP! TO WILLYWONGKA.LIVEJOURNAL.COM

BYEBYE BITCHES

(make sure you see this if not you die)
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this is what happens when i am pissed [Mar. 2nd, 2008|12:48 pm]
i HATE people who are attention seekers.

no, actually. it's okay to be attention seeking, because deep down inside we are all like that.

but the one thing i cannot stand is how people don't actually even attempt to cover up their attention whoriness, and they just blatantly go about harvesting attention from hapless onlookers.

or maybe it's because their acting is so bad that they just cannot help but not mask it. and then they accuse others of being attention seeking for no rhyme or reason.

what the fuck? that's like the most screwed up thing, ever.

(don't worry, it's someone outside of the flist.)

we'll see where your ugliness and attention seekingness gets you in life, shitface. and when the time comes i will laugh in your face for all of those times when you ridiculed me and corrected me and said i was nothing more than a showoff with no substance inside. and then you can bloody well run off to America and be a hobo, and i'll pay for your air ticket there.

fucking retarded asshole.
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and today marks the day [Feb. 28th, 2008|09:50 pm]
I was part of a press conference! For As The Bell Rings.

Which was immensely kewlz, but more on that later.

Armed with my nifty little camera, I went round spying on unsuspecting classmates:


Kee En, caught in the cardinal sin of gluttony. That's why he felt too guilty to go for cell group after that (:


Hyahyahyah the HP cell group! Which includes Grace, Honyee, Michael, Adele, Priscilla, Rebecca, Jethro, Jiawen, Davina, Kee En, Jess, Eli, and the occasional senior (including the scary Nazi counsellor, Phoebe). We still haven't come up with a name for it, but suggestions of "Bak Kwa" and "Pineapple Tarts" were considered seriously over the CNY break.


Resident Genius Gabrielle looks more like Resident Evil Pontianak here, especially with her, uhh. Pink bamboo bag!?

ATBR Press Con @ Mt. Sophia

Zhonghan and I cabbed down, ponning our last lesson of the day, and arrived at this place called Old School, which is just behind Plaza Sing, but incredifricking ulu and remote. And what do we find! but the Room of Infinity...



Andrew, the makeup maestro and also my guru + shifu, is doing his magic on Victoria!


and Duane,

(that little skank even took the time out to smile for the camera. insufferable, i tell you)

while we wait around, and as a result of our boredom, start fooling around.


They're art exhibits at the museum, see.

The requisite cam-whoring, at which certain people are better (refer to the "i=cool" post from the Ah Lean):





I know right, with makeup on I look very different. Or, as Victoria puts it, "virginal", which Zhonghan gleefully proceeds to interpret as vaginal.

IF YOU LAUGH AT MY HAIR, I WILL SET MY DOG ONTO YOU!!! AND THEN LAUGH AT YOU >< (okay so i dont have a dog, but there's always eliseus lean. same difference)

So either way, we got so bored that we started exploring the place,


with Induana Jones leading the way.

And then something dramatic happens!


Zhonghan encounters his reflection, and confronts it. The reflection won, and took over him, which means that any photo you see from this point on is actually his reflection ^^

Victoria was unsuspecting, of course:


She yawns in oblivion at the camera, while Reflection Zhonghan attempts to pull a Michael Jackson in the background.



"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, B1?"
"I think I'm thinking what you're thinki- ehh actually I don't know what you're thinking la, retard."

Eventually we succumb to boredom, and decide to hold a press conference of our own:


Lol! Okay no.

The reason why there are no pictures of me and the press is, obviously, because I was being interviewed, and it's not really common courtesy to whip out a camera and start taking pictures in the middle of being asked questions, is it now.

That aside, though:

There were some really queer questions though, that go generally along the lines of:

Press: Are you prepared for your life of stardom in the coming months?
Renjie: Ummm? I don't think there'd be any paparazzo jumping out of the bushes and snapping a picture of me... *long pregnant pause* ...but yeah! I am excited.

But it was altogether really fun! Especially when the photographer thinks I think I cannot see him taking a picture of me when I am speaking, but proceeds to turn to him and flash the camera a smile. Spoken like a true photowhore, eh (:

And we've just been informed that there will be more school tours!!! Arghh which means running around different schools and acting retarded in general, to promote the show. Which I could very well do here, and I will:

PLEASE WATCH AS THE BELL RINGS ZOMGEE!

IF YOU HAVE DISNEY CHANNEL THE FIRST EPISODE AIRS SPECIALLY ON 10 & 11 MARCH, AT 4PM AND 9.30PM RESPECTIVELY.

IF YOU HAVE A KEWL PHONE (and I'm sure you do) THEN FOR A TINY NOMINAL FLAT RATE OF $5.35 YOU GET TO DOWNLOAD ALL THE EPISODES AS THEY ARE RELEASED WEEKLY, AND YOU GET TO SEE ME ACT!!!

ALSO, ASK ME FOR THE LINK, BECAUSE YOU CAN DOWNLOAD THE FIRST EPISODE FOR FREE, FROM NOW TILL THE END OF MARCH.

Kekekeke! Now that my shameless plugging has been done, I shall go and sleep.
(and leave you all to ponder how much Disney paid me to say this! Muahaha)

Okay I take that back. Don't sue me please, anyone.
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these words are my own [Feb. 23rd, 2008|12:59 pm]
these few days have been crazy.

characterized by extended bouts of camwhoring:










(do not be fooled by The Choojun. he merely pretends not to look at the camera)

and lots of eating:




my first voluntarily vegetarian meal! which turned out really weird, considering how the salad sauce was "Home-made Spicy Cashew Nut Signature Dip".


(omg ew gross MARK WHY DID YOU HAVE TO HAVE YOUR FINGER UP YOUR NOSE WHEN I TOOK THE PICTURE DAMMIT)

we ventured back to the land of Hon and shorts for lunch one day, and i was struck by the nostalgia of it all.


my heart screamed, "i miss this place!" and i really wished i was still in high school.

but then we walked by the track and heard the PE teachers' voices. then i changed my mind.


kee en grudgingly agreed to a shot...


... but choojun is a whole different story altogether.

meanwhile, there are for some reason the strangest objects lying around in our class,

from a chinese vampire hat,


to an electric blue guitar (guitar that is electric blue, not electric guitar that is blue),


to a wooden giraffe,


(<333)

and of course, the requisite little toddler girl.

it's the one on the right, btw. cos the other one doesn't count for "little" and "toddler" (:

her parents are seriously kewl! because obviously they trust hwachies to be responsible and return her at the end of the day, plus they are the AsianFusion auntie and uncle.

the kewl genes have been passed down to her, and i know because:


'nuff said.

kellie, the asylum seeker from myanmar. in her traditional robes of the karen tribe:



also, it being social awareness week, the inner plaza has been buzzing with activities. which means boonie and ruian have been hanging around the area everyday!



ruian, trying to seduce lianseng into a night of passion. such is the power of my camera's zoom function ^^



& in closing, this is the strangest thing i've seen since my brother trying to sing. that is, classical music played on guitar! Ode to Joy, as performed by Jiajun and Kellie.



but if you think that's weird, wait till you see his version of Fur Elise =S

dramafeste pictures up sometime soon! be forewarned though, there are some pretty scary shots involving japanese ghostchilds and the mafia mobmen.

(After an Entire Post of pulling an e.e. cummings, I am honestly Quite Sick of it all. I swear never to Do It again.)
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(no subject) [Feb. 23rd, 2008|12:37 am]
today quickly turned out to be the most hilarious day of the year,

not because of the dramafeste results, nor the glo-stick performance (although that came quite close).

but ruian! makes me burst out into laughter whenever i think about it, his unlucky luck is even worse than that of melly's.

just as he was running away from one person he bumped into another! i mean not literally bumped, because it would have turned into humped, but he ran away anw, so nothing.

pardon my incoherence, i am going to sleep for 835 hours consecutively after i finish this post.

and i just realised how we get to skip lessons after 10, but WE STILL HAVE P-FRICKING-E.
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(no subject) [Feb. 20th, 2008|09:03 pm]
having to starve for two weeks sucks,

because out of nowhere, an uncontrollable craving for crystal jade carrot cake overwhelms me,

and now i sadly regret ever eating those carrot sticks that my aunt gladly prepared.

i realize in the past two hours i have had the urge to eat hokkien mee, banana chocolate cake, old chang kee curry puff, and drink from my secret stash of booze in my cupboard.

(also, as my personal message suggests, i will clobber to death anyone who comes near me with carbohydrates. and then i will eat him/her up, since it's mostly protein anyways.)
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trust in me when i say [Feb. 18th, 2008|06:56 pm]
i have been liberated.

or soon to be, anyways.

vee!
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(no subject) [Feb. 16th, 2008|08:21 pm]
Hahahahaha this is chaoji funny,

I was googling "Lionel Barnard" and his name popped up in IMDB.

Then I was like "this is so cool! i always thought he'd be a wunnerful actor, like in playing Santa Claus or something" and then I saw the title and it was SEX: THE ANNABEL CHONG STORY.

In other news, with two tests coming up next week, I am screwed.

But not anywhere near how Annabel Chong was! Lol ok back to my readings.
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(no subject) [Feb. 12th, 2008|06:36 pm]
Pick 10 people on your flist and give them the "you make my day" award. If you're picked, you are charged with picking 10 of your own.
Tagged by Livvy and Kellie!

eliseus - because you tell half the world my sekrits, and the other half, made-up stories! also, because i've known you for four years and i can predict when you swing into your manic highs.
ruian - because you always tell me the most sensible of advice, and you're always there for me to tease.
boonie - because you're the most orange person around, and because you let me cut your queue at the chicken rice stall every Tuesday, saving me 10 minutes of queuing time.
kellie - because you're the best and only girlfriend i had, and you're my sweetie pie, my lovey dovey, my darling sweetheart, and my one true love.
melly - because you are the origin of all witty and bad puns, and because i cheer up when i see you.
kee en - because you are so snarky, and also because you listen patiently to my whining then give me really frank but true advice which stinks. stings? stinks.
alvin - buahahaha because you are not furry enough to be an otter.
chooj - because you come up with the wonkiest of jokes, and you understand me and sometimes complain to me about the evil things in this world.
yongquan - because you fold brill origami, but mostly because you're always there and you give me inspiration to be strong. you're my jessica stam, or my jane birkin!
phang - omg you're my favourite of all i swear, because you give me chance to hone my wit and bitchiness! everyday is a huge bitchfest, huge only cos of you.

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I am most happy today, because I finally got my wallet yay! Three cheers for consumerism, and I hope I can collect it asap because it is being hotstamped with my initials ^^

Also, it is very tragically amusing how all of us in The Clique have been caught up in our own relationship (or lack thereof!) troubles, and we are all wallowing in self-pity at one point of the day or another. There's something about communal misery that makes it legitimate. Pardon me, I am in a depression state now, with Valenfrickintine's day around the corner.

I need to rush out a 500 word bio of myself for the ATBR press conference by tomorrow 12pm, and so far I've only come up with:

Wong Renjie is a 17 year old student from Hwa Chong Institution who plays the role of Tan Wee Chong in the Disney series As The Bell Rings.

Renjie, the youngest in a family of 4, is an energetic individual with a great passion for acting.

Woe betide, my smoking faculties have failed me miserably, and I suspect it is due to an absence of History lessons. Of the million things I can say about myself, only those two lines are press-safe, because it wouldn't be very nice to tell them how I secretly think Amy Winehouse sounds like a cowww (but still does nice songs nonetheless!) Oh dear my political correctness has gotten to my head.

Phang and Livvy are much too mushy with each other, they were snuggling up during Econs, which is a real feat. I am muchly envious, but Kellie feels PDAs are not necessarily, which is why she won't let me hold her hand grrr. But still! There's only one person in my heart this Valentine's Day :D

Choojun was subject to much whining today at ArtFriend, when I came to the sudden realization of how VDay is nothing more than a bloody waste of money. Why must it be such a hugeass thing in JC, because I've spent a load of money and time on it. I'm a hopeless romantic (yess <333 my sweetheart) but this is too incredibly commercialized.

Okayy back to my bio now, before Disney whoops my ass.

(On a last note though, I need to lose weight cri.cri.omg. that's what Mr Terng the PE teacher advised his P.E. Rep, yours truly, to do if I wanted to pass standing broad jump or pull up. Both of which, I fail, btw.)

(Also we bumped into 12 other Hwachong people at ArtFriend today, which once again reaffirms my growing suspicion that Hwachong students practically live in Orchard. Shangda and Fo/Phoe/Foe were geeking out a lengthy discussion about Staedtlers and Pentels.)
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(no subject) [Feb. 10th, 2008|11:43 pm]
i made a breakthrough today at the airport,



I can tie a cherry stalk in my mouth, which, according to Melly, means I am a good french kisser.
So watch out, all you ladies, Renjie the ladykiller is here.
(it also means I am a better kisser than Jeremy, hurhur)

Also, I discovered how my family is fully capable of coming up with the quirkiest poses:









School starts tomorrow. I hope Docherty isn't back yet, so that we can properly welcome the two new students =/
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(no subject) [Feb. 7th, 2008|10:27 pm]
Us being the official land of Chinese tackiness, we totally pwnz-ed everyone hands down when it came to CNY celebrations.

I must learn to stop asking seemingly stupid questions, but:



Me: Omg wow! How in the world did they manage to put up that hugeass thing la.
Jeremy: ... with ropes!?

It was chooj's ridiculous idea to make everyone (i.e. the 7 guys) wear tacky China caps. And because we nipped them from the EDC store in High School, everyone turned out to look like dusty Chinese vampires, except me because I was wearing a kungfu pigtail cap.







And then I went round forcing it onto others.





Also, because we are The Humanities Programme, we have screwed up minds which translates into buying kinky teeshirts.





But Yonghao's trumps it all:




Our lou yu sang was incredibly civilised, especially since we were happily tossing it on the plate while others were tossing it onto other people.






Chooj thought it would be a good idea to lock arms and eat our yu sang. Being the incredible sport that I am, I agreed. (later I realised that on top of being a good sport I was also a really big dumbass to agree to that)



It was Li Shian the councillor's birthday, which called for an apple strudel to be in order. I donchnoe where all the money funding this is coming from leh.

Also, the Holy (Charitable) Triumvirate from our class-


From left, Kellie, Zeena, and Qihan. Lisian is missing because she was gobbled up by the Barnard, methinks.

In the evening I went out for dinner at this lovely place, Tao's, with my family. My aunt was particularly charmed by the waiter because of his dashing charm.



I decided to be a frog for a night,


and my brother, a sad frog.


But then later I animorphed into a meerkat, living among the abandoned benches of a food court! =)


Today's taking was les miserables, but here's two cute siblings, still:



I mean the two big(er) ones, sweetie.
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continuing in the tradition of the Lean, [Feb. 5th, 2008|10:28 pm]
Choo Jun gives me a perverse look:



Because I turn him on. Meanwhile, Huishan and Kee En try to merge into the background.

Scared off by my stalker, I flee to the canteen where I take comfort in eating hapless takopachis.
The preyed preying.


Yongquan bravely rushes to the rescue, and saves me from wallowing in self-pity that I am being stalked (oh woe, my flist- the crushing irony).

But Kellie, <333, gets mad jealous and kicks Yongquan away.

She thus takes the honorable title of Chief Companion, or Companion Chief. Either way is fine by me. She is victorious, and her body language reflects it.

In a fit of anger,

Yongquan goes on a rampage and punches Melly, who is caught unawares.

She suffers many injuries, and like O-Ren Ishii in Kill Bill,

her blood seeps to her feet and stain her shoes, except O-Ren Ishii does not wear Converse high-tops.

Greatly shocked and scared,

the ShortSweets gawk from the sidelines in horror. Except the one on the left looks kinda retarded (sorry just couldn't resist).

Not greatly bovvered by what just happened, Renjie skips back to class with Kellie and attends Geog. They learn that in taking pictures of landforms, scale must always be provided,

and so it is done. Mr White really is that small.

Not in the least bit bovvered either, Yongquan and Livvy head to Sushi Tei at Orchard for lunch,


and then to Kino to scout for bad grammar,

which they find with no difficulty at all, in the form of a fengshui book. It reads, "Lillian Too and Jennifer Too".

But God being God, decides that karma is still good for everyone's health in general, and decides to punish Yongquan. He does this (God, not Yongquan) by planting someone with better color coordination in front of him.

Yongquan promptly crumples and dies in shame.

That is how he became the homeless person who is always out cold on the bench at my void deck between the hours of 9pm and 7am.


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I am a creative genius, I swear,
but bad plots aside, it really is fantastic to have a camera everywhere you go, because there are so many inane moments in life that you look back at and wonder how such retarded quirks of nature happen.
Kinda like Eli and Melly, really.

Photos for the sake of posterity, although those of my brother and I hardly qualify so:

Reunion Dinner, 3 Feb 2008.









(descends into heaps of indulgence from here on, so proceed at own risk)









The requisite family shot, which is so beautiful it sums up everything there is to say:

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thank you all for your advice, but: [Feb. 4th, 2008|10:13 pm]
WHERE DID I SEE THE PHRASE JAI GURU DEVA OM BEFORE, APART FROM ACROSS THE UNIVERSE.

This is killing me.
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New Year Shopping v2.0 [Feb. 2nd, 2008|11:00 pm]
I am most happy, because I have completed this year's session of cny clothesgrabbing at Vivo. In the divine words of MKT, I find myself "starting to fall in love with Vivocity. It's like the whole of Suntec City and Marina Square, except not that small."

Apart from a kooky pop art tee that everyone except Renhao disapproved of, I finally managed to get a replacement belt for the one I bloody lost at the Isetan fitting room a month back.

My brother was being retarded again, because he walked into The Sunglass Hut and tried on every single pair of shades, then declared them ALL VERY UGLY. I suspect the store assistant harbored homicidal thoughts against him, but evidently wasn't too good at concealing them.

Also, I am bewildered by the sudden onset of my period a mysterious, incapacitating ache somewhere around the area of my backside. It is very disturbing, because in my span of memory I cannot for the life of me recall any activity that would warrant such pain. My mother suggested that the role of PE Rep has gotten to me so much that I sleepwalked last night and ran around the estate, which, come to think of it, is not that ludicrous an idea afterall.

STJ yesterday was in its entirety immensely mad, and like the Geofile article on China's population put it, was wont to invite superlatives. Missing one bus stop that brought us five million km down the road was a start, and the fact that we walked all the way back up the long windy path to Olio Dome didn't help. Then at the cafe Ben Chow pulled out a list of random facts about everyone in 07A15, and on the list were:

- Laughs like *ask to demonstrate*
- Watches gay porn
- Hosts Guitar Hero sessions

But most bizarre of all,

- Does not wear underwear.

Melo launched into an entire spiel about how the reason why the Hoh didn't get into RJC was because everyone would be able to see his bits through the see-through pants, and how he has none of the characteristic VPL that every Hwach guy possesses on his behind. This is all terribly disturbing.

Afterward I hitched a ride back to school in Athena's car, but being the only male in the backseat isn't a really good idea, because it was really awk. Compounded by the fact, of course, that there were 4 other Oestrogens forcibly squeezed into a space made for 3 people. (thank you anyways, goddesh. I am muchly grateful, because otherwise by the time I caught a cab it'd have been 3am.)

I need to wake up at 6.30 tomorrow for church, but at this rate I won't be getting the 9.2 hours of sleep that teenagers need, according to Kellie. Which is really weird! because which teenager sleeps for 9.2 hours anyway, but then that explains the cranky behavior that we all perpetually are in.

This concludes a highly distracted attempt at an LJ post, becau-
hey I just remembered that I my dad bought instant noodles this morning.
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(no subject) [Jan. 26th, 2008|10:28 am]
Opportunity Costs of Being a Humanities Student
by Wong Renjie

1) School fees (unless covered by The Scholarship)

2) Having to take English literature.

3) Not being able to become a well-respected plastic surgeon and earn tons of cash.

4) Having parents criticize you for limiting your career choices.

5) Having said parents constant try to work "ASTAR Scholarship" into your brain.

6) Being accused of snobbery and elitism because of unfair privileges like classroom facilities and angmoh teachers (see point 9).

7) Not getting to mix with the rest of the school at class benches.

8) Having incredibly bitchy seniors.

9) Having to deal with THICK BRITISH ACCENTS from lecturers, and not catching half of what Mr White is saying. Or all of what Mr Docherty is speaking.

10) Feeling inferior to lecturers due to comparative (in certain cases, absolute) lack of body hair.

11) Being outnumbered by the Oestrogens 21 to 7, which reduces to 3 to 1. (debatable)

12) Finishing school too early, and unable to meet up with other friends for meals and stuff. (also debatable)

13) Trying to measure up to standards of Foyle's Young Poet of the Year, and not have to conclude this list only at point 13. This results in highly senseless points.

14) Having so many remarkably boring readings that I have but got no other choice than to stop writing anymore points.
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(no subject) [Jan. 9th, 2008|10:00 pm]
I'm really terribly pleased about our CT!

I mean, everyone is friendly to (almost) everyone else, and I've made so many new friends that I can't remember all their names. Which is like the best excuse ever, because when you forget someone's name you can just go, "OMG. I made so many new friends that I can't remember your name".

The next best excuse, as the girls can testify to, would be the Crimson Tide Lie.

But I am mightily impressed that our Junior-Meet-Senior session consisted of personal introductions, angel/mortal lot draws, and an excursion to the venerable KAP. I think it's like, infinitely better than PASS THE POLO GAMES. Sorry weiseng.

And I don't understand why the school gives us weird forms to fill in, like the yellow Getting To Know You sheet. Because when they ask us things like "What are you involved in outside of school", I was tempted to write The Pussycat Dolls, and Melly actually wrote An Underground Drug Ring. (kidding).

THEN SHE CANCELLED OUT THE (KIDDING) BIT. >.<

And then there is "What is it about yourself that you want to change the most?", and we were considering putting down "My Nose". Or, under the "What is your ideal CT tutor like?", we both conspired to write "Tall, Dark, and Handsome". Mr Docherty! (:

Seriously, though. As I hopelessly attempt to make professional-looking props for our CT performance, which includes an arrow made out of a ruler and newspaper, a bow made out of a clothes hanger and clingfilm, and a thunderbolt made out of newspaper and clingfilm, I epiphanize (spellcheck tells me there is no such word! loser.) that I am terribly paranoid about falling out of favor with other people.

It's not about image, but I can't help but wonder why I am so excessively worried about how other people see me. It's not even logical, come to think of it.

Within two days, I'm afraid I might have made a bad impression on Melo and GraceChan. !!!

This post ends abruptly because the sky is red, which makes for a good night of sleep.
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(no subject) [Jan. 3rd, 2008|09:27 pm]
I think it really doesn't bode well that I am now universally known in HP as THE SKANK.

or, THE HO.

or SLUT, FAT WHORE, and THE ONE WHO WROTE ABOUT FEATHER BOAS either, for that matter.

Why can't we all just face up to reality, and stick to The Hot Chick, as Melissa can proudly testify to. (:
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(no subject) [Jan. 1st, 2008|08:42 pm]
Thank you, damninteresting.com, for supremely ruining my perceptions toward religion, with extremely disturbing imagery:

"The religions introduced by missionaries were completely inconsistent with islanders' long-held beliefs, yet the natives could not deny the call of the cargo. The people therefore attempted to reconcile their existing beliefs with the missionaries' teachings, a practice which led to some strange interpretations. In New Guinea, one resulting version of Christianity described a god named Anus who delivered cargo of canned meat, steel tools, rice, and matches to Adam and Eve. When they discovered sex, Anus ejected them from Eden and struck them with a flood."

- Damn Interesting, "John Frum and the Cargo Cults", http://www.damninteresting.com/?p=788#more-788
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(no subject) [Jan. 1st, 2008|02:48 am]
I finally took time out to upload the videos we captured in Hokkaido onto Youtube, and here is the resulting craziness.

SUCK THAT, BOONIE >.<

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Our first stop in Hokkaido, the snowmobile launching area. This is where we have not overcome our snow frenzy yet, so it's mostly mindless rambling about the snow.



Renhao and MKT taking the snowmobile, which, according to them, sucked incredibly.



At Hell's Valley, where it not only looked like hell, it stinked like hell too.



My brother is an aspiring news reporter, and I, a dutiful cameraman. So now I can say that I've been on both sides of the camera!



Lake Toya, where the fierce winds nearly knocked me into the water. More gravely, though, you can't really hear my commentary.



My dad trying his hand at videoing. I'm sorry Daddy, you just really kinda suck at this.



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I guess it's an appropriate time for retrospection, considering it is the first few moments of the new year. In less than 36 hours I would officially have entered JC life, that it is just orientation notwithstanding.

Speaking of which, it is just me or does anyone else think it's damn weird that the O level people spend half of their first one month in orientation!? They'd look back and say, boy, that was an enjoyable two weeks of lessons in Hwa Chong, until I was deported to some random JC -.-

Anyhoo. I was looking through my brother's computer and found his picture archives. And I found PORN!!!! our old holiday pictures, which he has been keeping like a typical hoarder. It's almost therapeutic to look through them, to see how much we've changed throughout the years, no?

2004
In Korea, where the temperatures were cold, but not nearly as bad as Hokkaido.



As usual, boring places provide the inspiration for camwhoring. We were at some creepy road where cars could travel upwards, apparently. I looked young, and my brother looked so... freaky.

2005
Hong Kong, visiting Mummy Kathy. And also My-kayy and My-nayy.



To this day I can taste the shark's fin. They came in CHUNKS, not like in Singapore where they come in tunghoon strands. My face was so round.

2006
Central Japan, where I had my first glimpse of a window prostitute



At the airport, before we left. I think this was a the height of my thinness, and looking back I realize I was freakishly skinny, considering how plump I used to be.



Here I am looking strangely. Like. Kwan Jin Yao Skank. But in Disneyland, no less! ^^



At my cousin Ai Loo's wedding, all dressed up and looking incredibly spiffy >.<



At Uncle Raymond's 60th birthday party, complete with champagne in hand.



Exactly one year ago, at the New Year Countdown in NUSS, Suntec. Something went wrong with my hair, methinks, but that hat is funky.

2007

And now!



Or, well. Three weeks back, when I was freezing my butt off in Hokkaido, and still trying to look decent for the camera, something I realise is not at all easy.

So much has changed since Sec 1, and I'm not even talking about my school life. My character, the way I think, the way I interact with other people- I daresay I've matured by a lot since the first day of 2004. And, I don't want to sound like a sloppy cheesy soap, but this is the time of youth we have to cherish, isn't it?

Even though these four years have at times been so tumultuous and rough, with new friends made but old friends lost, and people I hold dear to me being distanced because of certain circumstances, I must say that I am deeply thankful to have my friends around me. Maybe they are not always dependable, but nevertheless they are still people whom I know have helped me through many more other times.

I am rambling, which is one good reason to end the post here. So well.

Happy New Year to you, I guess =)
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(no subject) [Dec. 22nd, 2007|03:07 pm]
I'm not allowed to post up many things Disney, but here's one - the wrap party!

ATBR Wrap Party, 17 Dec 07



The cast, plus a few Disney people :D



We even had a lovely lovely chocolate banana cake to congratulate us.



From left: the Hot Mama, the Cam-ho, the Wonder from Down Under (okayy so that's Elle Macpherson, but same difference!) and the Murderous Crank.



From left: the Absentee, the Assistant Director, and the Me! Bweehee.



From left: the Jock, Adrian the PA, Haidar the, uh, Auditioner, and Eve the Wardrobe Doyenne! Watch out, PJJ. She's really good.



Ashok and me, looking terribly tardy (me, not Ashok).

And that wraps up the wrap party!

God, what a boring post.
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