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He just did it again....

In which bloody way do I look like a bloody relay station??!?!?!?!?!

Nah Beh Tamagochi~~

One Funny Thing About Me

At times when I feel bored, which happens to be most of the time, I like to do things which have a tendency of making my head bigger.

I like to think about things, all sorts of things.

What to eat for dinner; what colour underwear to wear; what time to bathe; what happens to me after I die; when will I get rich etc..

Thinking is perhaps a kind word. I think a better word would be day dreaming.

Yeah I day dream a lot.

I day dream about what to eat for dinner; what colour underwear to wear; what time to bathe; what happens to me after I die; when will I get rich etc..

See, I am dreaming again.

There is one particular thing which I do think about often: What are the things I hate most?

This is really a particularly hard question for me. People who know me knows why it is a hard question for me. Being such a friendly, kind-souled and considerate fellow, how is it possible for me to hate something?

Seriously I ponder over this question for a very long time everytime I happen to think about this question when I am seriously bored as I have nothing to do so I will somehow day dream and think about this question.

On good days, I come up with one or two things I really hate.

On bad days, I come up with non.

But often, non of the things which I come up with actually makes me convinced that I am really pissed off with it.

Today, the mystery is finally solved.


Today, my handphone rang all of a sudden.

I was very happy.

I was very happy cause someone is actually looking for me.

I was very happy cause I do not know why, but my handphone seems to be spoilt ever since I came to Australia - It seldom rings.

Happily I picked it up.

Happily the guy on the other line ask me whether I am with my housemate cause he cant find him. So through calling me, he is hoping he can get my housemate.


I shall officially announce this to the rest of the world:

Do Not Call My Bloody Handphone Looking For Other People!!!!!!

The Trouble-Looking Staff

Today was fridge-stock replenishing day. Ok that sound too glamourous a word. I shall just say that today is just another day that I shopped for my groceries.

Together with Mr Chinese who cant speak chinese, we headed to the Coles supermarket that is just beside my house.

Cut the story short, he wanted to get some ham and therefore we proceeded to the.... I am not exactly sure the name of that section. But basically it is the frozen food area where there are staffs standing behind this glass mirror thing, getting whatever you want and weighing them.

We stood infront of the glass panel, while Mr Chinese was carefully selecting each single piece of ham before this female staff, Miss Mole on the lips came and serve us.

Miss Mole :" Hows it going? How can I serve you?" (Another 'hows it going' question~ NB, I walked here)

Mr Chinese : " Em.. Can I have 3 pieces of the beef ham please?"

Miss Mole : " Oh you mean 3 slices? No problem Sir."
It was pretty funny. Not only does Mr Chinese Who Cant Speak Chinese cant speak chinese, his english is terrible too.

After taking the meat, we took another walk around the market, for the 6th time. I knew because I saw the eggs section for the 6th time.

After one big round, we came back to the frozen food area again. Mr Chinese feels like buying some fish this time. Concidently, Miss Mole came to serve us again.

While it really isnt much of a coincidence since she was the only staff at the counter.

Knowing his previous mistake, Mr Chinese was smart this time. He learnt this time.
And so he spoke: "Hi again Miss Mole, can I have 3 slices of the fish meat over there?"

Miss Mole: "Oh you mean 3 pieces of fish meat?"

IT WAS DAMN FUNNY!!!!

I do hope you are laughing now~

Damnnn. I am a loser...

Orgasms With Beancurd Part II

The sun was setting. My stomach was grumbling at 7pm. I was wondering whether my classmates were still intending to head on to Sunnybanks, a place more chee-na than CheenaTown.

Never to disappoint my hungry stomach, my friend's car arrived at 5 min past 7. I struggled to walk up to his car for the fact that my body wasnt really giving me energy to support my massive body.

They wanted to eat good food. They wanted me to intro them to the nice nice eating places in Sunnybanks, a place more chee-na than CheenaTown. I took them to one nice nice kopitiam to eat.

Well, it says restaurant on the signboard. But to me, it looks more like Kopitiam. I didnt really tried the food there before. It was my Taiwanese friends who told me it is nice. Trusting their tastebuds, I relay the same message across to my classmates.

Oh I forgot to mention that among my 4 classmates who went with me, 1 was driving, 2 of them were the Dwarfs and 1 was the Dwarfs' maid.

I ordered a Mince Pork Rice and a Beef Soup.

Nothing to say for the soup, nothing really special about it, nothing really fascinating about it. It is just that its the best Beef Soup I ever had in my 24 years. Pretty normal~~

Mr Chinese who cant speak chinese ordered this sinful dish.

Seriously I am wondering how the heck he stays so thin. The meat looks digustingly FAT! It reminds me of a close friend who eats the same type of disgustingly fat meat and is disgustingly skinner.

After the dinner, they were looking for some desserts. Of course, what else would I recommend them except for the Orgasm's Inducing Beacurd.

Fruity Beancurd

Beancurd Ko-song

Jelly Beancurd

Red Bean Beancurd (My favourite!)

Beancurds United

During the enjoyment of each of our own orgasms, my friends were complaining about how soft the beancurd is. Troublesome people~

The Goddess of 豆花 (Soya Beancurd)

I thought I had eaten the best Bean Flower back in Singapore.

Well, I thought I did. You can just name it and I have tried it.

I have practically tried the best Bean Flower in Bencoolen St, Geylang, Yishun, Toa Payoh, Whampoa, Lau Pat Sat, Tanjong Pagar, J.B. and Batam.

But nothing beat the one that I ate last week.

It was pure Heaven's delight. Nothing can describe the texture of the bean curds. The smoothness as it flows around in your tongue. The way it breaks down itself in your mouth. The sweetness of the red beans.

I never knew I can have orgasm eating beancurd.

Guess what? My taiwanese friends say that the main branch back in Taiwan is way much better.

I cant wait to go Taiwan~~~

It Reminded Me....

Today during one of another boring lectures. My Hypnotist Lecturer said about something which reminded me of my past. The reason I call my lecturer a hypnotist is because hearing his lectures always makes me feel sleepy.

He was talking about... about.... well somehow I forgotten what exactly he said. I was busy keeping myself awake. But he was mentioning something about wearing a tie.

This tie thing. I do not know why but suddenly I was brought back to the days when I was in secondary school. That was round 9 years ago. Wo, I am this old.

I remembered the days when an assembly would be held every week. And during this every week, it is a must that we wear a tie during the assembly. Wearing a tie and singing the school song. What funny memories... What fucked memories...

Anyway not everyone remembers to bring a tie for that special one day every week day. So most of the time before assembly starts, some of us would be like "Oh shit! I forgot to bring my tie!"

That is when we, the upper secondary wear long long pants punks would go around grabbing any lower secondary wear mini shorts punks we can find, demanding requesting them to borrow us their tie. I forgot how come we were so frantic in looking for a tie when we forgot to bring one.

If I am not wrong, it's because those who did not wear one during assembly would be single out and punished by standing in one corner. It makes us look like a complete idiot. Plus, the discipline master would top it off by adding one detention class.

This is cruel. This means less time to play Command & Conquer at home.

Anyway, grabbing borrowing ties from those lower secondary wear mini shorts punks was one alternative.

The other alternative is what dumb people do. They buy ties from the bookshop and it was like 7 bucks for one tie.



I have 6 ties at home...

Me Puzzled, Puzzled Me

Last Sat, I had a potluck session with my Taisa friends with the kind generosity of a small small, cute cute friend who offered to allow her place to be filled with all the mess.

Due to audiences' request, I whipped up, yet again, ranked number 23rd in my secret recipe, 爱心长寿面.

Once we reached our friend's place, we wasted no time in helping in the setting up of the place. Games were placed nicely, wines were put into the fridge, KTV system was set up and dinner was prepared.

During the dinner, quite a few people asked me on how I cooked my noodles cause they feel that it taste nice. Well, maybe they find it awful that's why they were asking me what ingredients I put so when they do cooking in future, they will try to avoid them. Funny how come my noodles were all eaten up in the end.

Anyway, I told them about my ranked 23rd secret recipe. I listed out every little single important step and highlighted one particular important step. That is to shower your cooking with plenty of 爱心. Cause it makes your cooking taste exceptionally nice.

After 2 hours of eating, chatting and slacking around, we held another meeting.

It was about the KTV Day which we will be holding this Sat at a place similar to K Box. The theme of that day will be to see who is the most 台, or so-called 台客, or you call it as the Taiwan Ah Bengs. And we, the committee itself, are to come out with participants so as to compete with the members themselves on that day.

Out of the guys, 5 were selected.

Guess what? I am selected too! Faint~

I remember repeating that I am a True Singaporean At Heart loh~ I seriously feel puzzled.

And here come the BIG PART which I suddenly recalled. I must dress as a Taiwan Ah Beng on that day. Seriously faint big time...

Now, me, a True Singaporean At Heart, not only has to dress like a Taiwan Ah Beng on that day, I have to sing like a Taiwan Ah Beng. This is seriously headache.

One ironic part is they hear me sing before. IN WHICH PART IN MY SINGING DO THEY FEEL I SING LIKE A 台客?????????????

I feel Hurt~

The Calm Before, yet another Storm

Before I embark on yet another series of extremely hardcore revision, I decided that I shall randomly bombard an entry. How random should my entry be? Hmmm..

Well let's talk about yesterday. I was back at the Dwarfs' Hut studying for my test for tomorrow. We studied all the way till 4am!

It is considered well, a remarkable achievement considering for the fact that I havent really done so much since last semester when we were writing a report for our stupid car. Things were getting bored and I decided to check out Mr Malay who has pubic hair on his head's new desktop.

His new desktop, a brand new iMac makes me so jealous is because he got it for free. He got it for free cause he won nearly 2k at the casino called Conrad. So we address it as a iMac from courtesy of Uncle Conrad.

He makes me jealous all the time because he basically wins money everytime. That means he gets extra money everytime. How fucking jealous that is right?

Just in case you are wondering what an iMac is, it is one of those ultra light desktop which the processor is all inbuilt in the flat flat, thin thin monitor itself.

And to top it off, it has a really cool remote control. That means he can lay down on his bed, with the comfort of watching porn movies on his iMac using his remote control. How cool can it be right? No wonder there were tissues scattered all over his floor.

There was also this camera function and I decided to take some pictures with it. I didnt realise I was thisssss ccccuuuutttteeeeeeeeee~~

Shrek

Dr. Murphy

Uglier Shrek

Ok, it is rare I actually post pictures on my blog. Back to my revision!!!

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Updated 15 min later*

Initially, I thought, I supposed, I assumed tomorrow's test was from Tutorial 1 to 5. I have finished revising from Tutorial 1 to 4 only and was embarking on Tutorial 5 when all of a sudden!!

Suddenly!!

Surprisingly!!

Miss Short who can buy a child's ticket msn-ed me and told me tomorrow's test is only from Tutorial 1 to 4. This simple equation means that, I HAVE FINISHED STUDYING!!!!

Wahahahaha, I am sooo happy~~

Lectures... *updated

Lately, I have real troubles paying attention during lectures.

No. I guess I should rephrase my sentence. I have been having troubles paying attention during lectures all the while. It is not that I day dream during lectures. I did try hard to pay full attentiveness but I just dont understand a single thing those ang mohs are talking about.

I wonder whether it happens to most asian students.

Throughout all the lectures, I am sure I hear every single word they say. I just wasnt listening. I guess thats why. Tsk~

But never mind, guess all I have to do is to go for the sake of going to lectures, then at night study myself as I did last semester.

As the saying goes "Blind blind study, blind blind pass".

Ok, gotta go prepare for my jogging. Did I mention I have been jogging everyday except weekends for the pass 4 weeks? Well I am kinda amazed myself too. Considering I never achieve this feat back in Singapore.

I am so proud of myself. Wahahahahaha~

*Slurp slurp.. Fraser Fraser Fraser~~

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*Update

This was what I quoted in last post...

"But I bet everything will be worthwhile......


.....hopefully......."


Just 3 min ago, my housemate, Tugly, told me something. Fraser Island has a tsunami warning and therefore the trip is cancelled.

How fucked can things be? I am so fuckeddddd. Nah Beh Tamogochi~~

`I am cursed`

FInally!!

It is a Sunday, and yet another meeting with Taisa has gone past. Today was picture taking day.


Picture taking day as in all members wore their uniform and we took turns to take, of course, pictures. But kinda ironic thing is that not all committee members turned up so it is really lame.


I am really looking forward to next week events. Firstly, we will have a committee potluck at a friend's place.


When I first heard the word potluck, seriously I was thinking what the fuck does it mean. It was later then I realise it means cooking a dish of your own and bring it over to a friend's place. No wonder I find it weird how come whenever we had a so-called potluck event at a certain place, I am required to bring my own food. Duh~~~


And the biggest event ever since I came Australia!! I will be goin over to Fraser Island next Monday to Tuesday with one of my *Tugly housemate and a group of friends of round 10 peeps.


*Tugly - Refers to an invidual who is thing and ugly.


He calls me Fugly. Well, it means fat and ugly. So we are sorta of even up over here wahahahha.


In any case, I am really looking forward to this trip. Since last semester when I saw pictures of Fraser Island, I have been absolutely dying to go there. Dying so much to go there that whenever there is a holiday in between school term, I will ask my friends whether anyone is interested in going. We did plan, we did talk, but we did no action.


So always in the end nothing was done. This time round, the trip was organised by a fellow Singaporean. Fraser Island, you tell me lah, how can I turn down this opportunity right??

This is just a random picture of Fraser Island. I swear I am going to bring my very faithful, very reliable, very user-friendly, very expensive (to me) Canon Ixus 800i and snap every possible thing that exist in Fraser Island.

But I have a price to pay for going over there too. For the next 3 months, I am gonna have to scrimp and save for the ticket I pay over to that place. But I bet everything will be worthwhile......

.....hopefully.......