This time last year...

22/04/05 at O bar

The 3 Birthday boys

Just crawled outta bed moments ago and control and dynamics beckons. Its another one of those "clueless subjects" that i'm taking. By clueless, i mean i'm clueless about the subject. The worst thing is the double whammy that awaits. Back-to-back papers. Gah!

12 hours ago, Prakash, Bala, Norman(tall), and me were having a beer at Kampung (the coffeeshop across NTU hall 4). We got to know this bunch of exchange students made up of 2 German, 1 aussie and 1 mexican. The Mexican girl and one of the German fellas left at about 5am. Stefan is from Germany and Tyronne is from Sydney.

Here are some of the excerpts from our conversations...

Prakash: How do you say "I wanna **** you in German"
Stefan: *flabbergasted* *long pause*No way...It'll never work that way....
Prakash: Com'on Com'on...just say it!
Bala: Where's the fruits? (in German)
*Group breaks out in laughter*
Stefan: *incdredulous look* What??!! You can't say that either!

Tyronne: How do you approach a girl at a club?
Norman: Well....i find out what drink she's having first....
Tyronne: No man, you don't do that....You just walk right up to a girla nd put your arm around her shoulders and go "How' ya doing?"
Me: No way man....We can't do that....we'll come off as sleazy...No way a local boy can get away with doing that
Norman: Yeah man ...that's right
Tyronne: Really?!!

The crux of our conversation is that Singaporean girls are "easy" when being approached by a foriegner.

Be Careful What You Wish For

Just finished my paper not long ago. I've been dying to come up with this one. Chris you dirty piece of ..... Damn stylo making all those cool comments on my blog huh? HEre you go buddy. Enjoy sucking on 'em udders yeah?!


"30 years and many heartbreaks ago, Lee Kuan Yew had a dream. And in that dream..Chinese people, Indian people(those that put on deodorants), and even Malay people, sit together as one big happy family, smelling dasies and milking cows together. Today, the very existence of this single webpage threatens to shatter that dream forever. Therefore, I, on behalf of all Chinese, hereby extend out my hand to all my fellow Indian friends out there as a symbol of friendship, respect and acceptance. Only together, we can build a country we can be proud of."

Chris | 04.17.06 - 2:27 pm |

Mooooo!!!!!!!!

Happy Belated Birthday Gops!

Its another long week going into another series of preparation for exam papers. I guess i'll never see a canteen so full during a Good Friday evening. Anyway, Hall 9 food is terrible. This Thai fried rice from Chinese Cuisine had so much msg and salt. It would be hard to maintain a full head of hair eating this week in and week out. So Gops and Norm (1.5), watch out man. But be don't unduly worried. My uncle's got vouchers to Yun Nam.

We celebrated Gop's 25th birthday on the 12th. Here's a pic of Gops and Norm hamming it up with a hot tall brunette.

Gops and Norm partying with a hot tall brunette at Club Midget Little People

Wah Lau! Bo Jio! Eh Norman, why you grabbing the red head's hand all. Don't scare people like that. But then again, looks like you guys had a blast. What's the club again?Midget Little People at Kiong Siak St? Okay, okay, will try to check it out next time. Anyway, we only joined the two fellas for prata later that night after they were done partying with the hottie. We had prata at hall two. The prata's not bad i must say. Anyway, here's the pic from that night. Awh well, time to get back to books. Laters!

Happy 25th Birthday Gops!!

Midnight Football

Time for a quick post. Its all kinda surreal the whole winding down of 18 years of formal learning. At this unearthly hour i'm alone in my single room, editing my final report, knowing that i'm one of the last few people in NTU who have yet to submit their final draft. But this is not what its about. Dammit, i'm gonna miss school and one of the reasons i started this blog was so i could cram as many memories of this place inside here as I possibly can. I'll always always remember the great times playing footie with me mates.

Just 2 hours ago, Prakash, Beng and myself were enjoying a nice game of footie. A very subdued affair considering we had to ....

a)shift whenever a car came along

b)keep the noise level down lest some groggy looking, grouchy, sleep deprieved, foreign student comes pleading for us to stop playing footie and laughing at the top of our lungs

c)be conscious of tripping and falling facedown onto the tarmac/road surface we were playing on, failing which we would require extensive plastic sugery

Other than that it was a full blooded event. All the tricks flicks and rainbow kicks. Inspired by the GINGA VCD that's being passed around. Robinho and Falcao are just unreal. Even after watching the 2 minute clip for like the 100th time I am still well inspired.

Yeap that's a full blooded tackle. Crazy Bengasamy sliding at my feet on the road surface

Thunder thighs skinny ankles. A true "neh"

That's Beng with lightning quick feet

Check out the nice effect on this one

Rubbish Robin in action with Beng

Okok, its not the same people who played today, these were photos taken from last week. It was great fun still. Tenacious stuff. There were at least a dozen "oles" (nutmegs) done in the span of half an hour. I gladly announce that i executed my first proper rainbow flick. HAHA!

Alright, its gonna be a while till we next do a midnight footie session. Gonna be the last few though. Sigh...

God i'm gonna miss midnight football in Hall 4 carpark.

WrestleMania!!!!

The preparations for the exams are slowly but surely gnawing into my soul. Its hard to keep sanity during this ultra stress period. The odd beer and game of footie in between to delude ourselves (actually, maybe its just myself) is the only thing worth looking forward to at the end of the day.

DIE LAH.....just 5 days left before the bi-annual, hair tearing, balls jamming, stomach crunching, sleep depriving event of the year. Bollocks to exams! Boo.

Walking into the hustle and bustle that is canteen A. Prakash and i headed straight for the library terminals. I could feel the stress and tension the minute we started printing our project. SMSes came in regarding another assignment that's due. Gah. Twas terrible.

Mintues later he returns from the prof's office looking extremely distraught. He said he was screamed at by his professor.

The Hairdryer treatment went something like this.....

Prof:Yes? (while typing away)
Prak: Sir I don't understand this this this (points to his report)
Prof: *irate* Hurh?!!!
Prak: Sir, I don't know what you want?
Prof: You can find out yourself!!! (escalating to shouting volume)
Prak:i really don't know what you want sir....
*Prof flies into a rage*
*Prak sobs*
prak:you dont have to shout at me what....

Well my friend was rather upset by all that table banging, bloodcurdling screaming and shouting in his tutor's office. If it was any other fella he would have beaten him to a pulp.

wait a minute....why not i say....why not....

What an explosive match up!!!

That's right. There you go Praky, Keith "Mr I pluck my eye-brows when no one's looking" Prakash, now you can go on to beat your Prof up!

I was told not to reveal the name of the prof several times by the mr macho wrestler in the pic.....basket.....the panzy praky don't wanna get into trouble...so there you go buddy. Cheer up man. We've got more studying to do tomorrow. HaHa!

First post

14:40 hrs

Just wanna get my first post out of the way. This blog shall be the tool to keeping my sanity while i go on an exile in freaking NTU. T minus five days till my first paper in a whole series of exams. In the mean time, here's some pics to show you the sty i live in.

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