MORE PICTURES AND VIDEOS! Still haven't gotten the nice ones from Emily... Pfft.
-Underwater world- There's this aquarium where you're allowed to touch the fishes so ans Sarah totally didn't want to put her hand in. Neither did I actually. Me: Go put your hand it and touch the fish, Sarah. Sarah: You go touch it! Me: Okay I'll touch them if you do. Sarah: Okay... -goes and touch fish- Me: -tries to escape- Sarah: YOUR TURN! YOU HAVE TO TOUCH THAT MOVING ONE THERE! Me: That wasn't part of the bet!!!!!! I did touch the fish in the end. Even the stingrays. I tried to dare someone to pull the stingray's tail but everyone just hurled insults my way. Sarah even splashed the water at me. Gross. But I wiped my hands on her shirt though. HAHAHAHA. An eye for an eye. We also found out that Sarah's a fake blonde. -.-
During the steamboat, it was by far the messiest way I've EVER seen anyone eating beehoon. That white thin noodles. It was spilling all over their bowl. Ade and I just stared disapprovingly.
Sarah looking oh-so-apprehensive. After the steamboat liver incident she was especially weary of whatever Ade and I did. I couldn't help it!! The liver thing was...you know...
Language difference: -Watching troy on TV- Sarah: Do you think Orlando Bloom is fit? Ade/Me: No... he looks fragile? Sarah: -confused look- Apparently fit in their country means Hot. Okay...
Getting terms wrong: Sarah: What's mrt? Emily: Mass Rapid Transit Nethra/Me: Whoa! Not bad! Me: Then what's SBS? Emily: Singapore Banking Society? Nethra/Me: HUH?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
These photos are from Nethra.
Riverside. I didn't know she took a picture of me. These people.... -.-
"Joyce, go get the icekachang. Thanks"
Looks like they drank. They were tempted to. Really.
There the Atapchi trying thing. She thought it was durian. -.-
Okay I have like 3 more videos but I can't get my phone to connect, bleh. I'll try again another time. Haven't finished my freaking Eom.
We were completely tactless during the 3 days together. We taught each other swears in different languages. I'm gonna try and remember what we said to each other that was totally tactless and mean to each other or just really really stupid. ESPECIALLY SARAH AND ME. Please remember that Sarah has an EXTREMELY THICK English accent.
-At Vivo- Sarah: What's la? Is it "lol" in your country? Me: What? No! It's like a fullstop in our sentences.
These conversations took place in a very CROWDED area. So ahem.... -Sentosa- Sarah: -hushed tone- Why are there so many wankers?! Ade,Joyce,Me: Huh??? Ade: -shouting- WHAT ARE WANKERS?! Me: WILL YOU STOP SWEARING SO LOUDLY?!
-Still at Sentosa- Sarah was right beside me, she doesn't use a bolster to sleep. She thought it was just there for decoration. Me: ADE! I know someone who doesn't use a bolster! Ade: Oh my god... Who? Freak! Sarah: What? Me: Oops.
Orchard MRT- (sorry I'm not gonna spell it out) Ade: Okay so your really bad word is c***. Ours is cb. Me: We'll teach you one syllable at a time. Just don't put the 2 together. First is "Ji" Sarah: Ji... Me: Okay next is bai. Sarah: Bai?? Ji....ji....jibai? -Heavily accented- Me/Ade: SHHHH!!!
Serangoon Bus stop at 10pm... BGR topic. Teehee. Ade: Is it weird there to still be a virgin when you are 18? Joyce/Ade/Nethra/Me: -Silent and staring at them, waiting for the answer- Emily/Sarah: Errrrrrr.....uhhhh......yyyyyyyyyyyyyyeah..... Ade: Wow that was awkward. Me: Wait.... Aren't you all 18 next year? That means...*gasps! Emily/Sarah: -Gives weird stare- -I'm not gonna tell you the rest of the conversation.- Our culture is really different. O.o
Ade stayed over with Sarah and me on sat the 26th. On Sunday morning we were being complete idiots because NONE of us wanted to wake up. We slept from 4am to 9am, explains why. Everything that was said here was in the half-asleep tone. So it was low and drunk-like with slurrs in every word. -Alarm rings- Me: Wake up people. Ade: Speak for yourself. Sarah: -Moans- Me: Ade go wash up, I'll guard the bed. Ade: What rubbish. There's no such thing you idiot. Me: SARAH!!!!!! Sarah: Whaaatt.... Me: -whacks Sarah's bed- GET UP! Go wash up first. We'll guard the bed. Ade: Yeah... we'll protect it. Sarah: Not a chance. You go first adeline, you're closest to the door. Ade: Whaat? No you... Me: Someone go wash up laaaaaa.... Sarah: I went first yesterday. -Half asleep argument goes on for 10mins. Even Sharon had to come over to wake us up with High School Musical, Phatom of the Opera and Backstreet boys songs. Then Sarah finally gets up and washes up. Then ade.- Ade: WAKE UP YOU LARDBALL. Me: Mmmm.... Ade: -takes bolster and starts whacking me- Viva Pinata!!! Sarah: -takes a bolster and throws it at me- Me: Why... thank you people....
From here on we were very very mean to each other. HHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH. The entire sunday she tried to make me say "I love the English". -At night I told her the British weren't all that great. She didn't want to accept it so I brought her to fort canning battle box where the British discussed surrender to the Japanese- All: -walks past a sign that reads: Surrender- Me: -Points to 'surrender' sign and poses- Sarah: Okay this means war. Don't mess with us Janice, we're bigger than you. Nethra/Me: Ooooo.
Sarah: So Janice, who do you prefer? The Japanese or the Britsh? Bryan: Now, I like the Japanese. Who gave us Toyota or Honda? Me: -applauds- Sarah: -looking desperately around our Serangoon Gardens estate which during colonial rule was a British settlement- WHO GAVE YOU THESE HOUSES?! Me: What the hell?! Sarah: Yes! Me: I'm not gonna say it. You can't make me. Bryan: -whispers something to Sarah- Sarah: OH JANICE! WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE SUBJECT?! Me: -stunned- NO! I'M NOT SAYING IT. ARRRRGH!!!
Sunday at Emily's and Sarah's hotel room: -Their entire lagguge was on the 15th floor? Can't remember. Their room was on the 7th- Me: Okay go get your lagguge then we can go. -Lies down on Sarah's bed- I'll just wait here for you. Nethra: Yeah. Sarah: -Gives me a look then takes the hotel key which switches off the aircon- I'm taking this. Me: NO!!! NONONONO! GIVE IT BACK SARAH! Nethra: -chases after Sarah- Give it back! Sarah: No I don't trust you all Nethra: We want the aircon! Sarah: You all can suffocate. Me: BITCH!
-Sarah was asking me to try and find prata for her around raffles city- Sarah: -Like how one would talk to a dog- Come on girl! Come on! -claps hands- Good girl! Me: Shut up Sarah.
It was really really very very fun! I wouldn't mind doing it again. Really. Pictures are worth a thousand words =)
25th July- First day was awkward. Like errr what am I suppose to say or do? Habourfront is such a romantic place. -Left to Right- Sarah, Me, Emily, Nethra. It was freaking cold.
Clarke Quay, the Singapore River. Sarah kept taking photos of me and when I tried to take one of her she ducked. Ugh.
26th July- We started to be a lil' mean to each other on the 2nd day. In a joking manner of course. Sentosa, Underwater world. Ade and I were thinking how great it would be to cook this and eat it.
Sarah took a RRREEEAAALLYYY long time to get back down after this. Conversation while she took her own sweet time to get down. Me: Ugggghhhhh............................ Sarah: -slowly climbing down- Me: OKAY SARAH! Emily and I will go back first, we'll see you there in half an hour. Okay bye!
Candid shots are great. Of course this was because she took another picture of me without telling. These are my friends, (unfortunately?) Ade and Joyce.
"I SUCK AT USING CHOPSTICKS" Their first time eating steamboat and I pitied them. Eating with chopsticks looked so painful that we immediately got them forks. I admit we were mean to them. But we couldn't resist. We, as in, Ade and me. It was my idea okay? Yes yes. Me: Okay order pig's liver but don't tell them. Ade: -nods- -Liver arrives- Emily: What is that? Ade: Ohh it's chicken. Emily/Sarah: Really? It looks weird. Ade: Yeah it's a different type of chicken. Very unique. Emily: -starts cooking it- Me: -on the verge of laughing- Sarah: -To Emily- I think that's liver! Ade/Me: SHIT Me: You're too damned perceptive Sarah.... Not cool.... They ate it anyway and said it was nice. =DDDDD But they didn't trust us anymore after this.
First time trying Ice Kachang! *SARAH'S DUMB BLONDE MOMENT* You know icekachang is cold. And cold stuff gives off this smoke thing. Don't know why it didn't occur to her it's cold smoke... Sarah: IS THAT STEAM?! Ade/Me: -Shocked- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Ade: Oh my god, dumb blonde moment.
They didn't like the atapchi or however you spell it. That's annoying. Hmph.
27th July- Oh we were pretty much too comfortable with each other that we were rather mean and sacarstic to each other. I mean Sarah and I. Went to fort canning and we saw this sign. I will forever remember how naive they were. Sarah: Janice, what's that mean? Me: -nonchalently- Oh, execution ground. Sarah: -shocked- What?!
She's trying that white dragon beard sweet.
Rambutan! They suck at opening it. She was like biting it open. "Animals" was what one of her friends said.
Sarah and Emily love prata. LOVE. Curry too. Love.
She brought these stuff from UK FOR ME! I'm weary of the yellow box due to some bad memories....
I have more photos that I'll upload another time. Still wanna get some photos from Nethra and Emily.
Sarah's trying oneh-oneh. That coconut thing. You know... She didn't puke in the end. She just had lots and lots and lots of water. What's with the indian lady at the end? O.o
I'll stay true to my title so here we go... *These photos are a overtime collection that I felt needed to be shared.
My obsession with Fatal Frame. Quite bad. Especially during this period of time. If that book looks familiar it's because it's the history lecture notes. Haaaa...
This is ripped off google. The actual fatal frame picture. My drawing sucks so can't replicate that.
More err... *AHEM. Pictures that I feel a desperate need to comment on.
So Joyce has started to make nonya pineapple tarts under the brand "AUNTY JOYCE". She kept it a secret from us. I understand yet am confused with her course of action(s).
Another secret. Found written on the back seat of the 317 bus. A bus that goes to Joyce's house. She has a boyfriend. I knew it. Kept this a secret from us too, bitch.
VIDEOS! I love stand up comedy. Please enjoy.... You can just listen and not watch
"Punk music is a joke" Pachelbel Rant
American loser song
"Mummy needs some time to herself" Children's song.
How's money funny? I can't imagine it to be funny, not even in a rich man's world. Doesn't strike me as anything hilarious. But... with money comes power, and people can become mad with power. So when you're mad you laugh I guess. I mean whether it's funny or not the mad person won't know, he'll just laugh. Uh huh.... Man... who wrote that damn song. What's the title anyway?
Which reminds me, money does bring about this subtle sense of power. I remember when I went browsing a game store this kid popped by the shopkeeper and... (You remember this sharmila?) Kid: How much is that game? Shopkeeper: $79 -gives a fake yet mocking painful expression to kid- Kid: -Looks disappointed-
When it was my turn... Me: Hi, how much is that game? Shopkeeper: $85 -smiles- Me: Ah. Okay thanks.
See the difference in reaction?!?!?! Hahaha. I am expected to be able to afford such a huge sum of money but a kid isn't! Bow to me and be my servant kid! Then I'll consider getting the game you want for you. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!-I'm not good with kids- I have the POWA!
Bet you all feel the same way too. Like when you've hit these teenage years suddenly you feel this upward inflex of power bestowed upon you. In the form of money I mean. Suddenly we can buy things that we want (that are within our income btw...) without asking our parent's permission!!! Remember when you were young, and you had to BEG your parents to get you something as cheap as Pocky? Oh that was pathetic now you think of it. But you've seen kids crying over not being able to get a small packet of sweet that costs only $2. A measely amount when we look at it. But that poor penniless kid.... $2 is like WHOA!!! It's true. Oh but those parents were annoying. Like mine. I wonder how I lived.
(This is the memory that you brought back when you bought Pocky to share, Meena) When I was a penniless sproutling, I loved snacks. We all did, admit it. But my parents would RARELY(about once every month) allow me even a box of Hello Panda or Pocky. Then on special occassions(blue moon), I get to have a bag of potato chips. Never all to myself. Always only allowed to eat a limited amount. AND I'LL SAVOUR EVERY BITE INTO THE POTATO CHIP. By the next day, if I was planning to continue finishing the packet up, it'll already be gone. Maybe that's why now I'm making often trips to NTUC to supply myself with snacks. After-effects of childhood deprivation.
Not blogging as often as JC suddenly seems to leave me everyday exhausted. And everyday I worry about the next econs tutorial. It's total humiliation with that tutor. She's the type that'll call you "STUPID" if you can't answer her incomprehendable question. Now that's something to look forward to. Heh heh..... F*** =)
See the title? It says 'Devil's Advocate 1' know why? Cause this will definitely not be the last time a post like this would come up. I know it. You do too. Life's like that. Sickening piece of shit.
When life throws you a lemon, go squeeze it in someone's eye.
TO HELL WITH MORALS. Really. It's just gonna make your life miserable. Morals make you suffer in silence cause you can't do what you wanna do. If suddenly a miracle happens and I'm allowed to do whatever I want. I'd be going Hannibal Lecter on many, many people. It would be like a spree. Non-stop. Till the effect wears off. By then, not many people would be alive. Oh you all know the first on my list.
Knowing that might never happen, the best place to unleash the fury is by playing video games. That's the best place to be a full-time bitch and not suffer any consequence. You can't be a tinkerbell while playing video games. You can't start exploding with grief when you have a gun in your hand. You can't run someone over and burst into tears. You can't swish someone's head off and then feeling nauseous. No. You're destroying EVERYTHING damn it. Acting angelic, drools.
BUT, saying that doesn't mean you go shutting down your emotions. For example: When deciding whether to kill a person in videogames:
DO: Person: Please! Please! I beg you! You: -Twinge of guilt- Sorry -kills person-
DON'T (do not do a sharmila) Person: Please! Please! I beg you! Shar: -chuckles then slices head off- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH!!!!
No matter how angry and immoral you are, you still have to show some signs of sanity and you, my friend are in DESPERATE need of a psyCHIAtrist. >=[
If you have no idea what it is like to be under a dictator, or just simply cannot understand why riots occur, please, join my Economics Tutorial and be englightened.
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