I didn’t get any shut-eye.
Arghhhhhhh classes from 9am-12pm, 1pm-4pm, 4.30pm-7.30pm. Consider me concussed.
Archive for October, 2008
I came back tonight and the dog of my downstairs neighbour stood up from behind the gate as I approached.
“Bingo!” I said.
But as I neared, something told me it was not the Bingo I was familiar with. The body is smaller. The dog, while of same breed and colour, is more lively.
I think Bingo is gone.
But I hadn’t been seeing Bingo recently. Just as I hadn’t seen the demented white-haired aunty who only speaks Hokkien and who sometimes screamed and shouted in her confinement with the canine. Nowadays she is quieter. She also seems to be less mobile.
Perhaps Bingo just got a haircut.
Taken off some discussion thread. Another meme for songs taken from my folder in a randomized fashion. Start!
Opening Credits: Nightwish – High Hopes
High hopes for the movie yea? Watch on.
Waking Up: 直到最後那天
“Till the Last Day”. In that romantic sense it could mean I’d be alive till my last day.
First Day At School: Nickelback – Far Away
Yes so emo.
Falling in love: 张韶涵 – 不想懂得
“Don’t want to Understand” OMG IS THIS THE START OF SOME CONVOLUTED SOB STORY!?
Fight Song: The Last Goodnight – This is the Sound
This is the sound of your nose breaking… oh wait, that’s my knuckles tearing up XD
Breaking Up: The Afters – Beautiful Love
I guess there has to be something After a beautiful love :(
Prom: La Vie En Rose
CLASSIC.
Life: The Islander
Okay I get it I’m supposed to be some renegade.
Mental Breakdown: PATD – That Green Gentleman [Things Have Changed]
After a panic at the disco I see a persisting image of that green gentleman. Certainly, things have changed.
Driving: 茜色の約束
“Red promise”?? I don’t know, is it some road of adventure in search of some blood oath I made (to that green gentleman)?
Flashback: Lostprophets – Last Summer
I know what you did last summer?
Getting Back Together: C’mere
C’mere you… *smooch smooch smooch*
Wedding: Olivia Ong – Only With You
IF NOT WHO ELSE.
Birth of Child: Fukuhara Miho – Change
Change diapers. Change of my life. Change of body shape.
Final Battle: PAULA DEANDA BOW WOW – Easy
So damn easy. No kick. Wait, I think I die in the next question…
Death Scene: 梁静茹 – 对不起我爱你
“I’m Sorry I Love You” Wah lau emo la!! Sure cry one.
Funeral Song: Big Bang – Dirty Cash
I either go out with a big bang (explosions machiam action movie) or there was some dirty cash involved in my funeral. Great.
End Credits: Tarzan – Two Worlds
THE JAPANESE VERSION OMG LOLZ. Er I think the song is to remind the audience to stop suspending their beliefs and get back to reality pronto.
End!
Was in a horribly bad mood when I woke up this afternoon at 1pm. Went around sulking and making my trademark whiny noises which I’d never really done much of since graduating from secondary school.
(In the past, my long black face and whines would normally last from the moment I woke up to the moment there was food in my stomach. Nowadays though, I’m more grown up and only the long black face prevails for that time period known as The RR Mornings.)
Anyway, I vaguely recalled Mum giving me a choice between (a) her cooking wanton and vegetables taken from Aunty Serene’s house, but I’d have to wake up soon or (b) sleeping my fill and cooking it myself. Both choices were horrible, but (b) seemed like a better option at that time :(
I was thrown into an even worse mood when Ti came back (he said he had half-day) and I found out at the last minute that he was supposed to have lunch at home too. I was flabbergasted. Those miserable portions of vegetables for two people?!? And I was too lazy to open another packet of maggi noodles. He probably saw my scowling face and insisted he didn’t need to eat but near the end of the cooking my mood turned for the better and everything was rainbows, unicorns and dishes split into two. I couldn’t have finished the whole thing anyway — just that the vegetables were really too miserable.
Same portion. In each bowl there are 5 wantons (probably made by Aunty Serene- very juicy!), very little vege (no idea what it is, but it looks like cabbage that went on a diet, and is crunchier. I don’t fancy the bland taste though), 2 springs of some spring onion? (I am very bad at food names), half a packet of prawn noodles maggi mee (threw away the seasoning and sauce).
Fried with very old garlic and a splatter of even older salt and sesame sauce (immortalised for years in the fridge).
The sound of water hitting the oil which jumped around and burned my skin was so gratuitious it was sinful. However the fried wanton turned soggy after I put the very wet vegetables in. But it had a pretty nice effect, because the end result was a mix of crunchy wanton and soft skin.
The only bad part was that I forgot that I was using maggi mee and didn’t pour in the noodles to mix with the ingredients. It turned out tasteless.
And that I had to switch off the gas because I remembered that we actually had garlic in the house (albeit being so old that I had to cut off some soft parts) and went to cut them while the olive oil lingered on the pan uncertainly.
The good thing was that Ti offered to wash the dishes, and even made a trip to my room where I sat frozen, enraptured by The Internetz, and took my empty bowl away from me.
Am feeling in a better mood now. Perhaps I shall start on tomorrow’s due Character Animation homework.
I hate Maya… but sometimes when I’m into it, it isn’t so bad. And then I have to remind myself that I don’t like it, just as I don’t like 2d animation, but it is when I am doing one of the another that the other one seems like the lesser evil.
I want just to laze aroundddddddd.
From http://www.vw.com/vwhype/babymaker/en/us/:
Pretty demonic until we found out that you could shift the bars of likeness.
Which churns out a pretty cute tot.
Baby pictures produce a Yao Ming.
Not my idea.
After that I wanted to try my picture with Ade’s, because I am damn curious. But too lazy/tired/constipated to search for suitable pictures liao…
Unknowingly, on my blind venture into the neighbouring neighbourhood, their house came into view.
Played ball. Brat #1 kicks a wicked curve!
:D:D:D:D:D:DD
More mirrors at SPC.
Capturing the slob within. My clock is an eternal 6:10. It is the size of a 18-55mm kit lens.
SUPER FATTY WAS NOT IN RAW MODE KNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!
I am so angry with myself! This is the second time in a row WTF WAS I THINKING TO PROCRASTINATE SETTING IT BACK TO RAW NEXT TIME.
Fuck. I am an idiot.
I think I’m less angry now.
[edit] Oh, am mysteriously not angry anymore. Upon retrospect it was no big deal other than a trigger for pent up frustration.
Or maybe I’m too tired from whining and groaning and mumbling curses for the first fifteen minutes after discovering the stupidity. Yey!
I really miss them getting in my hair, communicating with them when I remember to, and their noisy lungs.
I miss my brats :(
Feel like staying home and reading comics all day. No, not manga. But not much the superhero kind either. How, my chara ani is gone case. And I am sleepy.
I JUST SAW 2 VERSIONS OF THE GRAVEYARD BOOK ON A WHIMSICAL TRIP TO POPULAR JUST NOW.
OMG NEIL GAIMAN & DAVE MCKEAN OR NEIL GAIMAN AND UNKNOWN BUT ALSO PRETTY ILLUSTRATOR???
…I couldn’t find a link to the second version of the book (with the unknown illustrator). But I found this:
Neil Gaiman Gives Away The Graveyard
Goth god and New York Times best-selling author Neil Gaiman is giving away his new work, The Graveyard Book, one chapter at a time.
Gaiman is on a nine-city tour, reading through different chapters of the book each night. The readings are being videotaped and streamed at Mouse Circus, Gaiman’s website for young readers.
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In the video interview (embedded), we ask him about The Graveyard Book and why he’s giving it away. Gaiman explains that his new book is a reworking of Rudyard Kipling’s The Jungle Book, only instead of animals, Nobody’s mentors are mostly dead people.
Or just skip over to watch the vids of the readings if you’re so eager :D
I STILL WANT TO SEE THE ILLUSTRATIONSSS!!!!! My gushing about it to Pa after dinner made him look at me funny, wth.
Got a link to a very sad project. The gallery and the accompanying texts are digging up the fear of Death that I’ve been trying to hide.
My excitement about books and Ally’s new hair is now dampened.
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