Today, I am going to reveal to the world what is in my harddrive.

Pictures of my coursemates. Ohhhh dear Lord. *vampire music in the background* Isn’t that just particularly dandy? But not before I show you a picture of…

Clarence…

and…

a ghoul….

B~o~o~!!!

Ok, now, you might be asking me, “VOXY, how the fuck did you get this picture of Clarence and a wannabe ghost?”

Well, the answer is…

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Bowling at Marina Square with Ferooze, WanKy and Amanda was really really fun and funny. Pity that Gen had to leave so soon.

I realise the waiting times just fly by when ‘fun’ begins. And let me tell you, we aren’t the worst bowlers, we’re just inconsistent and hao lian and whatsoever.

Hmm.

I also found a love for Marina Square’s Para Para Machine.

50 cents for one game.

Can anyone say ‘bargain?’

One night, my sister and I went and … they happen to have 2 machines there. 1 is the old version. Another is 2ndmix, which is obviously the better version (Cine, Dhoby and Tampines versions). So yeah.

The sad thing is, I don’t see pros (like us) coming in and taking over the machine.

Oh no.

I see… these freaking noobs who do “hand scanning”.

Busheloi.

My sister and I… on Normal Freestyle .. INVISIBLE ARROWS. She owned with Mikado, and me with Bandolero Comanchero. Whoohoo.

Scary part is. I think my dancing style has changed. FUCKING SCARY I TELL YOU.

Because when I dance, I’m suddenly dancing a way I’ve never considered dancing before. But dayyum. It works. And so. I’m going to dance like that forever. Making me a pro. Woohoo. I dance like popping and cute and lovely and “slides hand over hair; look very cool”.

I bet I lost you all in my Para talk.

ANYWAY.

I’ve been irritated with one thing.

QUEUE JUMPERS.

What the hell.

They irritate the hell out of me. They are the catalyst in which I find myself shouting in my mind: “KA NI NA BU. I WAS FIRST LA CHAO CHEE Read the rest of this entry »

This all happened on a Monday.

I met Standley at Bugis. He was late.
I walked around Bugis with my Four Leaves in my hand. And so we ate all over the place. And [window-]shopped. He printed for his Expressive Illustration. I danced around in public.

A cheebye thing happened: A woman dropped her IC and credit card. A businessman picked it up and passed it to us. Bitch. This woman happened to be Jaclyn Tan, born in 1988, and WHOA. CREDIT CARD. There is always a temptation when you have possession.. money that’s not yours. Aka. Parents’. Ya. You know?

In the end, we spent nothing on the credit card (oh sob) and honestly, truthfully, returned what we found, to the nearby National Library.

And I also spotted twins Grace and Joyce at Bugis Junction. [Happy birthday to them!] They are so cute and lovely like two sweet little girls. Because they are!

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It’s been around 1 year ever since I had my first experience of casual sex. And wow. How I hate casual sex. And the aftermath. It’s really not worth it; I tell myself. My partners were obviously very frustrated with me because I was always so ‘dao’ and had absolutely no mood for sex. Probably because deep inside, I felt guilty for committing such devious deeds.

I ask myself, “In what way do I benefit from it?”

The cold hard truth is… there IS no long-term benefits from one night stands. Other than your partner asking you to be their “regular”. But the definition of that never held strong for me. I NEVER have/had sex with another person twice. Though those “older” guys kept on pestering me non-stop.

I guess, the reason why I never was totally keen into second times, was, because, Read the rest of this entry »

Don’t mind this slutty picture. OOOH FUCK IT’S SLUTTY, even for myself.

It’s the end of the block. But more on that later.

Oh my goodness. If you hadn’t read the previous incident about the Ah Lian, then please do so now.

Alright. Yesterday night, I was queueing behind some China girls at Tampines Mall’s McDonalds Dessert Kiosk. When they left, I said out loud my order, “Chocolate Milkshake.“

The staff was a young guy named “Sam” or something like that. Oh goodness he’s cute. (Ok, realistically, he’s above average looking, but I have super low standards, ok…. digressing) made my milkshake for me.

I pressed the Straw pump. No straw came out. I took a dirty one that was leftover from somewhere.

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Very funny thing happened today. While I was out shooting the TVC with Rohani (urm, not the picture above) there was this ah lian who approached me with one of the typical loitering potential ah-lian-but-still-schooling type of friend. While the both of us were adjusting the tripod and camera, she went Read the rest of this entry »

STARRING:

Standley Tan
Jayne “Bird/Penguin”(see her shirt la)
Jane
Wanky
Jocelyn
YiLing
Cameraman aka myself aka Voxy

Sorry Ferooze couldn’t make it. =(

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Damn you Nokia phone with your grainy low-light photos.
Anyway.

You, the reader, and many others, would be wondering why the hell I would wear so “formal” or in layman’s terms, “nice.” Well, it’s probably because I Read the rest of this entry »

LOL. I’m so popular now because everyone is asking me to lunch. LMAO. This is funny.
Well. OK.

Maybe just Roseanne and Standley, but the company sounds so huge. *jolly Santa laughter*

The picture above tells us that my Public Speaking lecturer was absent on Friday. Walao. Waste of my wake up time. I woke up at 5.45 AM, arrived in school at Read the rest of this entry »

I heard that Jocelyn is using Eleazar as her model. I mean, who wouldn’t, right? Plus, she’s (Eleazar) so free, she even confessed to me that she slept 18 hour on 1 day.

Funny story.

When I was dancing Para midway, there was this Chinese girl with her posse waiting. I was happy happy dancing then she kept saying “Chao gay, chao gay.” Quite audible.

Whatever, right? But there is a happy ending to this.

The happy ending is: Read the rest of this entry »