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Sexy V-girls!
I’ve decided to start up my own little Internet business. My greatest talent has always been catering to desires of the flesh, so I’ve become a mamasan. Yes, I’ve gone into the porn business!
Click here to see what I mean.
I was going to have pictures of different girls, but due to copyright issues, I had to pull those pics and use my own. Never mind. Every mamasan starts from the bottom, no?
And in case I’ve overestimated the intelligence of the average blog reader, the standard disclaimer:
It’s not freaking real. And yes, I do think that V-signs are the bane of photographs everywhere.
In support of the Bengs.
Kenny Sia says that the reason Ah Bengs don’t (or rather, donch) go around reading blogs, is because hor, not enough blogs are written in their language. So he went and created an English-Benglish translator, and I just had to Bengify my blog. It’s not as hilarious as the Gizoogled version, but the translator is in its early stages yet. So ah, this is for the Bengs who donch understand limpeh’s cheem cheem Engrich.
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Hmmm. It would seem that there was a terrijiber, horrijiber, incorrigible mistake on the part of whoeber did the money counting for NUS Flag Day. Because someone has lost their lampa trophy, and someone else has reclaimed it one.
Business School is the rightful winner of the Best Flag Day Colrection Shield, and not Science Faculty as was announced. Hum hum. Poor Science students. But wa si sure those pukima donch care any more, Limpeh mean come on, it was 3 weeks ago. Not worth fretting over, since those pukima had the early glory and Bizad gets the shield budden hor, didn’t get to celebrate.
Here’s a link to the official lipok. Scroll down for a pictorial acknowledgement of Eusoff Hall as champions. *snobbish sniff*
In other news, Limpeh just received an emiaw from the Hall Opik, informing us of the results of last week’s Food Survey. Indeed, a majority of Eusoffians agree that the food is “not adequate”, “not tasty” and “not of damn power quality”. So it’s damn power to know that our kao peh kao buts have been taken care of. On the other hand, the not-so-flattering leebiu of the caterer probably explains why dinner yesterlay was so liddat bad. One chicken nugget and those pukima passed it off as one serving of meat. The seniors were aghast. “In 5 years, I oredi neber had a lagi lauya dinner!” declared one lah. CCB. Those siao lang made up for it tolay with a generous serving of chicken, or maybe it’s just because a boy packed dinner for limpeh and the server gave the lan jiao face a bigger helping.
In other news, Limpeh attended Jitpunkia class tolay with a very the energetic tutor. It was like being in one of those crazy gameshows. Fun.
Happy blogday
My blog is one year old. Happy blogday, blog!
*sticks candle in cupcake*
*lights candle*
*sings Happy Birthday*
*blows candle out*
Wheeee!
What does this button dooooo?
Oh! New interface. This is gonna be fun. *pokes around everywhere*
If I want to emphasize something, i should do this.
And if, like, I want to be a bit more subtle, like this, then the letters all lean away and catch your attention…
And if I want to take back something I said but still let you know I did it, because sometimes things are like that I do this.
Have I got it right so far?
Continue Reading…
Hello world!
Welcome to WordPress. This is your first post. Edit or delete it, then start blogging!
My reply:
Hello Mr WordPress! Wow, nice place you got here. Spartan, minimalist and extremely easy on the eyes. I like. What? It’s all mine? Gee! That’s plenty nice of you! Fancy that.
Many thanks to Johnny for hosting and installing, and answering inane questions. This sure is fun!
Shortest Bloggercon ever
The smallest and shortest Blogger Convention in Singaporean history happened today, in the hallowed (hah!) halls of Noose. In fact, it doesn’t qualify as a convention, obviously, but I’m sure it broke some record for being the shortest blogger meetup ever.
Agagooga and I compared schedules for today, and discovered that I would be vacating a lecture theatre shortly before he was due to enter it. So we decided to meet up in between classes.
He was late ok! I was waiting, then went to the toilet, came out, and even had time to shoot off a few smses and start writing lecture notes before a big backpack went ‘thunk’ on the table. Goodness Aga, what do you carry in there?
I probably looked less glamorous than I do in my pictures, obviously… and Aga wasn’t wearing his hairband. Which is a good thing, cos I keep telling him that it makes him look like an auntie. I commented that his hair wasn’t as straight as rebonded hair usually is, to which he replied, “That’s the point.” Ya. So actually it doesn’t look too gay, since it doesn’t look unnaturally straight. I didn’t get a chance to touch the tresses though, and seriously, in Noose, I think that qualifies as WTF behaviour.
Aga, like many Singaporean students, has button badges on his backpack. But that’s about as deep as the similarity runs. Where others’ badges say “Kiss my Ass” or “Bitch Alert” or something in that vein, his… have pictures of great thinkers. I most definitely recognised Rene Descartes.
The whole thing lasted maybe 2 minutes, so I’m pretty sure it was the shortest blogger meetup ever. Maybe we should round up ALL the bloggers currently studying in Noose and have sort of a speed-dating session, except that we’d just be going from blogger to blogger saying “Hi I’m (insert blog name) and I’m in (insert faculty and year).” I wonder if there are any non-Arts bloggers out there… let me know ok!
Blogster wish list
This is a list of things I would like to see/experience that is related to my blogging experience.
1. I would like, no, love, no, absolutely die for the chance to meet Cowboy Caleb in person. Preferably at a nice quiet bar of some sort so that he can enjoy his liquor and I can pretend to be sophisticated while nursing a Mai Tai. He’s Secret Agent Man, so meeting him in person would be like hanging out with Batman. And also because I have so many things to ask him (a sample of which is below).
When did you come to Singapore?
Were you an Asean scholar? (I have my suspicions about him.)
How did you meet your gf? (He is currently, er, committed.)
And Cowboy Caleb, don’t cheat by answering the questions in the comments. I am saving them for when I finally meet you.
And I don’t mean that I want to meet him now, or in 10 years (when he’s busy raising kids), or in 20 years (when he’s busy raising teenagers), but maybe in 30 years (after the kids have grown up). What the hell, my kids will be grown up by then as well. I’m sure he’ll be a very dapper-looking 50-something. A bit like John Wayne, hor.
2. I want to consolidate my blogs into one place, and have password protection, and comments to email, and RSS, and…
As I have explained before (but I never tire of repeating myself) Blogger is good for the occasional photoblog, but I find it too buggy for regular blogging. TBlog is reliable, but limited in function. And both these clients don’t provide password protection. I’d pay Blogger, but they’re no longer accepting Pro users. Eventually, one day, I will get a host and, like cH over at TSI:Unlimited, I’ll also be unlimited. Right now I can’t use my credit card to pay for stuff like hosting fees, cos my mother doesn’t know that I blog. (Nor does she know what is a blog, I suspect.)And I don’t want her to find out. It’s always harder to blog, knowing that your mother can read what you’re writing. C’mon, would you let her read your diary?
3. I want to attend the upcoming Singapore bloggers’ convention (it is yet to be officially named).
Apparently it will be on in July, which is a bit tough for me, being as I am in Kuala Lumpur. If they have it in early-to-mid-July, I’ll have to make a trip down, and if they have it in late July, there is a chance I’ll be busy with Orientation 2005. I don’t fancy the idea of admitting to the Orientation people that I’m off attending a blogger convention, cos then they’d want to read my blog. Not that I don’t like having in-hall readers (yo Kel) but there’s just so much potential for misunderstanding, especially over the matter of the Hall Guide. A bigger conundrum concerning the convention though: Am I in fact allowed to attend? Being as I am not a citizen or Permanent Resident of Singapore? It’d be cool if I could go, then we could form a tiny Noose student sub-group. Or better still, a sub-sub group consisting of foreign students at Noose. So far that would consist of me and cH, and perhaps a few of his friends. Yay.
4. I don’t want to be eternally vigilant.
It’s been often quoted, particularly over the AcidFlask issue, that “the price of freedom is eternal vigilance”. But I don’t want to always censor myself, I don’t want to have to worry about getting sued or hauled up at the Dean’s Office. I don’t want to have people stumbling across my blog and telling my family. I don’t want to have to plead with my readers, as Kenny Sia did, to respect my privacy as a person outside of the blogosphere. I just want everyone to enjoy reading it and leave it at that. Please don’t boycott Yousucks Hall just because I’m a resident. I don’t intend to defame anything or anyone, whether in writing or by association. It’s so easy to piss off people in the blogosphere. All you have to do is hold a different opinion from them.
5. I want to save the world.
One smile at a time. My new goal is to cheer up someone somewhere, by a tiny smidgen or by a lot, by what I wrote. Gosh I sound like some happiness-dispensing fairy.
Today it is: Even if you are a smoker, I will consider dating you. I’ve realised that smokers aren’t all the smelly, polluting bastards we non-smokers like to think they are. Some are actually quite considerate. Just like how being a non-smoker doesn’t automatically qualify you for the “Can Date” list, being a smoker will not automatically disqualify you. There, I’ve just practised non-discrimination of smokers! Yay!
(I’m not assuming everyone wants to date me. I’m just saying that, personally, a nicotine habit isn’t the be-all and end-all when choosing dates.)
Please tell me if I made you smile. Thank you.
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