NUSKK outing @ Sentosa.

Firstly, I would like to say that there would have been none of these pictures if I hadn't bought batteries at this shop called Island Life.


Picture 113: Where I bought my batteries.


After watching some monkey show, Enginger and I cycled (yeah, we brought our own bicycles. The power of a car and a bicycle harness.) to this shop. And then I proceeded to take narcissistic shots of myself.


Picture 114: Sitting outside the shop after cycling.


These few pictures are taken right after we'd played a long game of volleyball (of sorts) in the hot afternoon sun. We were all starting to get really red by then.


Picture 115: Uncle Brown Nut and YK.


Almost everyone drinking a bottle each of soft drinks. Do you know how much those bloody bottles cost? No, it doesn't cost $2 or $2.50. It cost us $2.70 EACH. What the hell! Every drop had better taste doubly sweet and thirst-quenching.


Picture 116: Drink advert #1.



Picture 117: Drink advert #2.



Picture 118: Drink advert #3.



Picture 119: Enginger being shy with his cap.



Picture 120: Precious completely engrossed in an 8days article about Michael Jackson, the guy who gets away with everything, including child molestation charges and obvious nose jobs.



Picture 121: Cute kid who wandered into our area and just stared at us.


After a while, we played some frisbee. Then the girls decided to take a break and play some daidee while the guys played a really really hiong game of Monkey-in-the-Middle with the frisbee. By then, Dong arrived, so the guys were playing... rough.

Soon, we all went into the water and threw the volleyball about and played a game of Getting To Know Each Other. Uncle Brown Nut seemed especially keen on telling us a lot of stuff about himself. I bet he missed some of those throws on purpose. So after getting really really wrinkly, we got out of the water at about 6plus? 7? Not too sure of the time, cos I didn't check.


Picture 122: You can see how Uncle Brown Nut's back is damn red. Serves him right for not putting on sunblock. Just came out of the water (spent a long long time in the sea), and walking towards the toilets for quick showers.


Couldn't get a shower stall. Well, could have if I was willing to wait, perhaps like twenty minutes or more? But there were open shower stalls, so me, Wai, Precious decided to heck it and just shower and change outside. That's why we were quite fast, really.


Picture 123: All fresh and clean.



Picture 124: Picture of the skyline at Siloso Beach.


There was someone who refused to put sunblock because a) it feels icky, and b) "But there's no sun! Put sunblock for what!" Anyway, you can see from the picture below that he is tmd red. Compare it with a picture I took at the beginning of the day, when the sun wasn't out yet. He is so going to peel to bits.


Picture 125: Enginger redder than a lobster.



Picture 126: Compare and contrast.



Picture 127: I'll end with a scenery pic. 

Separation.

Separation

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

-- W.S. Merwin

Sims2

Sigh. I know I've been playing too much Sims2 when:

i) I talk about them to anyone who listens.
ii) And get so excited about them that I start detailing each family.
iii) I get so involved in the minutiae of their lives that I start to live by their time.
iv) I think about couplings. Like when they grow up, which Sim they would marry. You know, like arranged marriages.
v) I worry about them dying on me before they get a chance to grow old.
vi) I wish they wouldn't grow old so that I can watch them live forever.
vii) I start making them have affairs, because that's what happens in the real world (most of the time).

Anyway, it gets slightly depressing when you find that your Sims are living better lives than you. There is this big arrow of Me guiding them to eat when they need food, go toilet before they wet themselves, direct them to improve their skills... I wish my life had such direction, man. I think I'm one of those people who can play Sims and never really get bored of them. I can always find new and creative ways to torture them, or make up new storylines for them, like, flirt with every single female within a five house radius.

I just realised how utterly obsessed I am with the game.

Injuries.

When people start to avoid you during jikeiko, you know there must be something about your fighting style that people are either a) afraid of; or b) wary of. For me, it is both. You all know I'm injury prone... no need to be suicidal and get whacked to bits by a psycho kendoka.

So it is with great joy that I present to you the handiwork of Lim GY on one of our fellow kendoka (name withheld for privacy).



Picture 112: The side that got whacked and is bruised. 

Grading

Official photographer for grading, held on 12th June 2005. Because I was the only one who brought a camera. Go knock yourself out:



Picture 100: Taken before their grading. See how fresh they all look!



Picture 101: Who is N12?



Picture 102: Shacked after grading, our new shodan on the left, and Yasashii Man on the right.



Picture 103: The Shodan insisted that I take another picture of him, because he thought the previous one of him looked like crap. After I took this picture, he said he looked very hamsup.



Picture 104: Uncle Brown Nut says: "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"



Picture 105: Uncle Brown Nut says with this incredulous look: "No! I am not wearing the same thing as Wai! *tucks collar in*"



Picture 106: But it's okay, Uncle Brown Nut. We all know the truth about you and Wai. No use tucking in that collar... the colour gives it all away. d= (never trust me with a camera and Adobe Photoshop.)



Picture 107: Wai says, "Noooo! Me shy! I won't admit it! *shows off sweat stains on gi*"



Picture 108: Everyone deserves a good drink.



Picture 109: She says: "Nooo! No pictures of me!" *click!* Too late.



Picture 110: Pose of the Day. Every year, Uncle Brown Nut must come up with something funny. Last year it was the Big Fat Tongue. This year it's the I Am Cat, See Me Claw.



Picture 111: Leaving already? 

Finite Simple Group (of Order Two)

Boon, a bigger maths nerd than me, sent me the following song a few nights ago. I lost the url to the site where you can view the video and download the song. But no fear! Just google the title of the song and you'll find it. I'm lazy to do so.

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The Klein Four Group - Finite Simple Group (of Order Two)
(Original by M. Salomone)

The path of love is never smooth
But mine's continuous for you
You're the upper bound in the chains of my heart
You're my Axiom of Choice, you know it's true

But lately our relation's not so well-defined
And I just can't function without you
I'll prove my proposition and I'm sure you'll find
We're a finite simple group of order two

I'm losing my identity
I'm getting tensor every day
And without loss of generality
I will assume that you feel the same way

Since every time I see you, you just quotient out
The faithful image that I map into
But when we're one-to-one you'll see what I'm about
'Cause we're a finite simple group of order two

Our equivalence was stable,
A principle love bundle sitting deep inside
But then you drove a wedge between our two-forms
Now everything is so complexified

When we first met, we simply connected
My heart was open but too dense
Our system was already directed
To have a finite limit, in some sense

I'm living in the kernel of a rank-one map
From my domain, its image looks so blue,
'Cause all I see are zeroes, it's a cruel trap
But we're a finite simple group of order two

I'm not the smoothest operator in my class,
But we're a mirror pair, me and you,
So let's apply forgetful functors to the past
And be a finite simple group,
Be a finite simple group,
Let's be a finite simple group of order two
(Oughter: "Why not three?")

I've proved my proposition now, as you can see,
So let's both be associative and free
And by corollary, this shows you and I to be
Purely inseparable.
Q. E. D.

Seventeen.

I just found out something while I was looking at the movie timings for Madagascar at Cathay Cineleisure. Those BASTARDS! They increased the price of movie tickets such that they are now exactly the same as every other goddamned cinema on this island. And to think that I was joking to my friend, "See ah, only GV, Shaw and some other cinema operator have increased their prices. So those people who don't want to pay the extra dollar will wait till 19th May to book their tickets for Star Wars, since Cine doesn't have advanced booking. Sekali the day before Star Wars opens, they increased the prices, then ho seh liao."

Take a look here.

ARRRRRGGGHHHHHH!!! Cathay, you are a damn sneaky organisation.

Now it makes no difference if I watch movies at GV or at Cine. Hence, I shall go back to my favourite haunt, GV PS (don't ask me why, I just like that place better). All these cinema operators. *shakes fist*

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And because I can't seem to sleep before 4am these days, even though I really should, I went to play around with Adobe Photoshop. Out of my extreme boredom and insomnia, I present to you:


Illyria, from the TV series ANGEL. 

I watched almost the entire Season 5 of ANGEL, until the WB Network decided to cancel it. I tell you, I was so disgusted. So I had no Buffy to watch, and then no Angel to watch. But it's okay now, because I've found another show to download. Desperate Housewives! Can't wait till the new season comes out.

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Okay, I think I will go sleep now. It's coming to 4am.

Sixteen.

One of my friends recently mentioned that he sometimes wishes to be more active in the blogosphere. The way I see it, I am well-known enough on a little community that I write in, and that's better than being linked to a thousand and one blogs. Wouldn't I like to be browned someday? Sure I would. But I don't crave it. That's because I love whatever little privacy I have as a... blogger. Ooo I hate that term. When I first started writing online four years ago, I wrote; I didn't "blog".

Anyway, in order to be as well-known as the few Singaporean bloggers, Mr Brown, Xiaxue, Miyagi, Cowboy Caleb, Little Miss Drinkalot, just to name a few, you have to be willing to give up part of your life up to the public. Which is something I think my friend cannot do, considering how he keeps his blog really secret and really (well, almost) private. Therefore he will never be active in the blogosphere, because he is not prepared to be as straightforward and as open as the other bloggers.

Sometimes I entertain the thought. Then I surf a bit more before throwing away the idea. I don't want a whole damn list of blogs on my sidebar. I read enough blogs each day to keep me busy; those you see on your left are just a few out of the many I read. Besides, I think I have enough blogs to maintain as it is.

There.

Series of pictures.

Now, what's a blog if you don't use it, right? And since this is mainly a blog for pictures... well, here's a bunch of pictures. Some of these pictures contain people I love most in this world. (= It's late at night, and I think I need sleep.



Picture 94: Coconut, Piggy Fren, and me, on Piggy Fren's birthday, also the day of my very first paper.



Picture 95: The girls of NUSKK, taken during Youth Tournament, held at NYP earlier this year.



Picture 96: Taken during Jaslyn's birthday party. These are my sec3 and 4 classmates.



Picture 97: My wonderful, wonderful JC friends... My Wensy Darling, and my Baobei.



Picture 98: Me, Saizou, and my Meimei. This picture was taken at about 11something at night, because Saizou managed to convince us to watch a midnight show. I can't remember the title of the show for the life of me, but I remember regretting spending $8.50 on that show. Ahh I think I remember now. It was The Wedding Date. Wah lao, all those deleted scenes. Make it M18 or something larh!



Picture 99: Welcome to the world outside my bedroom window... 

Class Chalet 2005

In case you were wondering where I disappeared off to over the weekend, I went for my Piggy Fren's 21st birthday party at Swissotel (ooo) and went for my JC class chalet the very next day. Happening sia! However, I have no pictures from the party (boohoo) because of all the things to forget, I forgot my CAMERA. ARGH. That was the THIRD birthday party this year that I've been to that I FORGOT MY CAMERA. @#$%! So I'll have to depend on my dear Piggy Fren for photos of that night.

However, I learn quickly from my mistakes, and I brought my camera to my JC class chalet. Hence, I have tons of photos (well, almost). This chalet was organised for the benefit of a Peabrain who returned to Singapore for a visit. A record number of people turned up! I didn't trust my camera to take nice shots, so I'm depending on my other classmates' cameras to show you a nice group photo of us. I think three-quarters of the class turned up. Exciting stuff, I tell you.

And I played mahjong all night long. X=

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Picture 83: Mahjong!!!



Picture 84: The organiser, busy counting money.



Picture 85: My two favourite people, Baobei and Darling.



Picture 86: Flurry of activity at the BBQ pit.



Picture 87: Self-taken shot: Me and Darling.



Picture 88: Self-taken shot: Me and Momok Cheah.



Picture 89: Self-taken shot: Me and JillJill! Wah lao her face is so white. Must be she use SKII's Whitening Mask.



Picture 90: Scandalous shot! Tsk tsk. But since you can't seen their faces, you wouldn't know who they are.



Picture 91: Mong and Lewis, breakfast at MacDonald's in the morning. I think Lewis is staring at someone's chest. Don't quote me on this! I'm just postulating! d=



Picture 92: Self-taken shot: JU the Peabrain and me! She looks exactly the same, and she's still as skinny, the stupid woman. d=
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Picture 93: Self-taken shot: ME ME ME. I am damn vain, man. 

Eeeks.

Argh exams coming, and I'm stressed.

Apr 22 - MA3110 Analysis @ 2.30pm
Apr 23 - EL1101E The Nature of Language @ 9am
Apr 26 - MA3215 3-Dimensional Differential Geometry @ 5pm
May 03 - EN2113 - Reading Film and Cultural Texts @ 1pm
May 05 - MA2202 - Algebra I @ 5pm

And then I'll have driving lessons all through the month of May. Then I'll go find a job in June + July. For now, I'll leave you with a picture of my sister. Do you think she looks like me? Three people have said she does! And they all mentioned the same feature. What do you think?


Picture 82: My sister, Melody. Do you think she looks like me??