2 packs left...

Finally, it has come to a time, again, where the 1 carton of cigerattes I bought from Changi Airport is left with 2 packs only.

Last semester, in the exact situation, when I also left 2 packs only, I declare a campaign called "Try Quit Smoking Campaign".

Now in this very same semester, very same situation, I shall declare...

"Time to Buy Australia Cigerattes Campaign"

Which smoker in the right mind would want to quit smoking right? Wahahaha! Of course I will carry on smoking. It has a lot more positive effects compared to negative effects.

2 MORE PACKS!!!

Australia cigerattes, Here I Come~~

`Discovered a saddening truth`

The Day I Became Watermelon Boy

Never, I mean never in my whole life have I attempted to cut watermelons on my own.

I mean they are one of my favourite fruits, but certainly they are not one that I will actually go cut them on my own when I feel like eating it.

But today, I gave my virginity to the Activities Sai-Kang Party. We gathered at a certain friend's house where we actually wrecked havoc there. Thinking back now, I feel kinda sad for him when I left.

Anyway, somehow or rather, I actually took up the task of chopping up the watermelons. Not much, just 17. But luckily, only 8 needed to be chopped up.

The 1st watermelon was a disaster. I didnt recognise it at the end.

The 2nd was better. I am getting the hang of it.

The 3rd looks like a watermelon.

From the 4th one onwards, no need to say. Close one eye and cut also no problem. If there is a need to, you can paste the watermelons back and they can become a whole again!!

Oh man I am bragging again wahahaha.

Main activities tomorrow shall be selling of watermelons and having games. One part of the process is where we have 2 people who will be dressed in watermelon costumes and parading around. It is like some sort of walking advertisement.

When we talk about watermelon costumes, of course we cant miss out the most important thing; Friends of Sally, Watermelon helmet!

Meet the Watermelon Boys people!!

End of School Week 3

Shortly in another 6 more hours, Week 3 shall be coming to an end.

I shall welcome Week 4 with all my heart tomorrow in school. Yesterday night was another party held at my neighbour's place.

Well we consider them our neighbour since they live like 2 min walk away. In Singapore, our neighbours are just 10 steps away.

A party is never considered a full-fledge party without any booze. Saturday was a full-fledged party. And Saturday was also the day which I seriously started using my camera also, considering I have been back for 3 weeks.

I was some sort of the un-authorised camera man for the night, taking over 100 plus photos. People would see me walking around the house with my very reliable, very useful, very expensive (to me) Canon Ixus 800i snapping any possible thing that move. From the trees that are swaying, to the Earthlings that are swaying too; from the drinking.

I posted up some of the pictures in my Friendster. So friends who are interested, you can go ahead and have a look.

I just came back from my meeting. I seriously forgot. Have I mention that I joined the UQ Taisa (UQ Taiwan International Student Association)?

I am lazy to back-track my entries. But anyway, although I join UQ Taisa, I am still a True Singaporean At Heart. Its not that I do not want to join Singapore Student Association (Not that I know whether does it exist or not), but I just wouldnt want to come all the way 9000 miles across my island, to get to know ONLY people who are 9000 miles back at my homeland.

Anyway I guess I am in the Activities Sai-Kang Party and that means any organisation of outings or events will be planned by us, the Activities Sai-Kang Party.

Well, I guess it doesnt differ much to what I do in Singapore also.

Anyway we have this weird activity involving watermelons thats coming up this Thursday. How weird? Check out the name:

"西哩瓜拉PK赛"

I always thought I was lame in creating names. I didnt know someone was more lame than me.

Cannot like this loh~ I hate to lose in lameness to other people~~

My New House

Previously, I was living at Sisley St. But then, certain things happened. So somehow or rather, I moved out of that place and thereafter, I found my current new place.

Though its 10 bucks more every week compare to my previous place. I really prefer this house more.

1st, its even closer to school. Which means, riding Harry, I can get to school in less than 2 min. 1 min and 42 sec to be exact. Well this timing depends. Cause sometimes ya know, my big fat legs just doesnt feel like pedaling too fast.

But I really neglected Sally a lot. Cause wearing Sally, I would always invite unnecessary glares at me. The people give me that feeling that they are thinking "Whats that cute helmet doing on such an ugly guy?"

So to stop unnecessary glares, I had, but no choice other than to put Sally at one corner. Seeing Sally accumulate dust on her do make my heart sink a little each time.

Not wearing Sally to school is a dangerous thing to do also. Cause in Australia, it is a law that states "While riding Harry, it is compulsory that you wear Sally also. Or not, a fine of AUD75 will be incurred."

Well, this is the rule and I say it is totally not User-Friendly Big-Head-People-Friendly at all.

Ok, I am drifting away from my topic today again.

2nd good point of my current house is that I got cool housemates. I am forced to say this. I am afraid they see this post and afterall, we DO live in the same house.

Basically the cool housemates the reason being cool is because they always provide me with free healthy alcoholic drinks and free overdue cigerattes. Thats what make them cool.

Singaporean Equation:

Got free things = Cool.
No free things = Not cool at all.

Ok anyway, I just uploaded the video of my house onto youtube. So friends who are interested in how my egg nest looks like, do drop me a message on MSN.

Charges will be calculated as AUD3 bucks per view.

Reminds Me of 1267 days ago.... Part II

Yesterday I was so happily blogging away on my old hairstyle that I forgot to mention about all the backstage work that was going on behind it.

I was at the Dwarfs' Hut Last-Minute Saloon getting my long and flowy hair cut. The Dwarfs help me to cut it. And guess what?

The 3 Dwarfs were all enthusiastically taking turns to help me cut it. Mr Malay with pubic hair Even Shorter Pubic Hair On His Head was the one happily playing around during the in-process of shaving my hair botak.

First, he gave me a hair that looks like this

After 3 min of Wahaha and Muahaha by them, obviously, they carry on with the process on playing with designing of another hair. After another 10 min of careful cutting and scrapping on bits of hair here and there, I thought it was done.

I was wrong. I saw Ronaldo in the mirror.

Then the Muahaha and Wahahaha went around the house again. Obviously, this time not made by me also.

After this went on for another 5 min, it was when I finally manage to make myself botak.

You tell me lah, should I thanks them or be angry with them?

Reminds Me of 1267 days ago....

I did something impulsive yesterday.

I did something which at the end of it, I was thinking "What the fuck am I thinking of...."

I did something which reminds me of that very fateful same day 1267 days ago.

I did something...

I realise I did something...


I shaved b.o.t.a.k.

Dont know why I did it. Just a feeling that came suddenly.

Perhaps I am just damn irritated by the length of it.

Perhaps I am just tired of putting on gel every morning.

Perhaps I am just tired of waking up that extra 5 min so I could have time to gel my hair.

Perhaps its just the fact I like to brush my hand against my b.o.t.a.k. head.

This reminds me of a particular phase made by the president in Independence Day.

"As of today, 1267 days later. Once again, I pronounce this day as our very own; Qiang's Botak Day."

And by the way, there is this particular module which I took this semester, and absolutely love it. Due to being an "asian student", we are required to take one more additional module which is like some sort of ENglish lessons.

Basically we are taught how to write essays, reports and so on and so forth and carry on.

What I want to say about what is so good about this class is that, THERE IS NO ANG MOHS IN IT!!!

I mean it is not like I hate ang mohs, but just that it is a different kind of feeling and I find it hard to explain.

So basically its all right if you conclude that the whole class of 80 odds students are asians.

But I seriously hate the fact that they are more girls than guys. And there are girls from Japan, Korea, Indonesia, China, Malaysia, Singapore and so on and so forth and carry on.

And I hate the fact that they are so friendly and for most of them, I hate the fact that they are quite pretty loh~~

If class is like that, how to make me have the heart to skip class??

You tell me how not to hate them??

HAIZ~~~~~