Tuesday, 29th November '05

神啊,救救我吧!

(My apologies to all non-Chinese readers - I swear this won't happen very often, mostly because my command of the language simply won't allow it. It's basically a blog of song lyrics... nothing very consequential.)

好神奇! 这是我第一次使用华文来写 blog。真是叫人吃惊。。。 可能是因为在加拿大生活了三个月,没接触到华文的结果。哈哈,也可能是因为我最近答应了一位德国朋友会教他华语而不想丢脸, 所以我下定决心要练习多一点。琼, 你大概明白我的意思吧!blush 嘻嘻嘻。。。

好吧, 不想多说了。。。 谁会料到写了这短短几行字会令我累得喘不过气!真的不习惯在电脑上输入华文字。。。 有什么打错的字,请大家多多原谅。而且,我想各位朋友都很清楚我的华文有多么欠佳。 *叹气* 不要被人家称为 "banana" 就好了。其实呢,写了这几行字已经给了我不少骄傲感!哈哈。

唉,一不小心就写了一大堆废话!其实,我今天写 blog 原本是为了点歌。。。 昨晚和琼慧聊了半夜, 突然间想到了着首歌。也许它对于我们昨晚所谈的事有一点关系:

神啊救救我
-- 陈小春

上帝会保佑我的爱情总会来的
我在梦中一切都有
可惜现实呀常常是相反的
爱她的男人很多那我又算什么
我在雨中喝着闷酒
反正幸福呀对我是奢侈的
心里太清楚了其实她不爱我
奇怪地球上怎么会没有人看上我
神啊救救我吧一把年纪了
一个爱人都没有孤独是可怜的
如果没爱过人生是黑白的
神啊救救我吧一个人晃了
半辈子了为什么我这样的男人
哪就快要绝种她呢又在哪儿
心里太清楚了其实她不爱我
奇怪地球上怎么会没有人看上我
神啊救救我吧一把年纪了
一个爱人都没有孤独是可怜的
如果没爱过人生是黑白的
神啊救救我吧一个人晃了
半辈子了为什么我这样的男人
哪就快要绝种她呢又在哪儿 oh
神啊救救我吧一把年纪了
一个爱人都没有孤独是可怜的
如果没爱过人生是黑白的
神啊救救我吧一个人晃了
半辈子了为什么我这样的男人哪
就快要绝种她呢又在哪儿
上帝会保佑我的

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 11:58 am
[8 photographs developed.]


Sunday, 27th November '05

I Love Mike Newell.

Good Saturday, last night.

1. I was productive - wrote major paper!! It now totals 40 pages and I have to start contractions - and I will WILL finish up a first draft tonight! *crosses fingers*

2. Had a good dinner at the Economy Shoe Shop. Expensive dinner which totalled CAN$25 with tax and tip. But it was pretty worth it, I think, as we all believed (or at least asserted vehemently) that we deserved it for all our hard work during the whole saturday - if I remember right, there was really a continuum of how much work we did to earn that dinner. Em: 10 pages of major paper; Me: 5 pages of major paper; Dave: 2 pages of major paper (granted he could score extra points for actually going to the library); Hermann: 3 powerpoint slides (haha).

It was one of those evenings running around the Barrington / Arglye area looking for food, realising that no one had been there completely sober for a long time, and then ending up at the good ol' Shoe again because of the lure of $19 Striploin.

3. And then, of course, Goblet of Fire.

Yeah, I know Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire has received mixed criticisms - and frankly I haven't read any other reviews on this movie, so this might be completely off the mark. But I REALLY REALLY liked it. Best movie I've seen this year, at least.

At some times the movie was spoilt by the annoying boys from the Motherland who happened to have a seat next to me. Good grief, they had comments in their accented Chinese for EVERYTHING. Like, as Nagini slithered out: 哇,蛇好长哦!When the credits came out: 是 Harry Potter 呀! Dude, the next time I want a running commentary and don't know what movie I'm in, I'll ASK you. Perhaps they thought no one else would understand them, and that would indeed have made it less aggravating. I think they drove me mad not just because of the incessant nattering, but because I DID UNDERSTAND THEM and they were making such retarded comments.

Bloody gits. And THEN one of them put his feet up on the back of the chair in front of him - how RUDE is that since there was someone sitting in front and his feet were above her head. And then he started SHAKING his legs. Turned my seat into a frickin' OSIM CHAIR.

So eventually I turned around and in my best, politest Chinese, told them to shut up. big grin Don't get me wrong, I'm not feeling anti-PRC generally. Zhong Lei and Gao Lu and everyone else are excellent - I just think the mainland tends to produce some fine specimens. Grr. Heh, the Smubs and the 401 people have probably heard this grouse too many times.

Right-o! got no time or energy for a full review, so just quickly now: (spoilers ahead)

- Opening scene with Nagini and the murder of Frank Bryce - great styling, excellent way to set the tone. Speaking of the tone, I loved the colours and the darkness and the designs of things like the dark mark. Overall, that's what I loved about the movie... the stylized way it was shot.

- Quidditch World Cup - possibly the only thing I could really complain about other than Cho Chang. I would have loved to see the game and let them give a bit more to Krum's character. Director's cut, maybe. It was a good introduction of the concept of the portkey, though, and very time-efficient. Also loved the chaos scene where the death eaters came in, and the displaying of the dark mark. Again, very stylized. I also like that they cut out the houseelves - those creatures creep me out.

- School scenes: all round good humour and endearing portrayals by the cast. Moody was impeccably cast and honestly, EXACTLY right. Barking mad. Also enjoyed the entry by the Beuxbatons girls and Durmstrang boys immensely - the direction of that was great! The prancing, butt-waggling girls were such a lovely parody of highclass boarding schools, and the Durmstrang boys looked exactly like I imagined.

Harry and Ron trying to ask girls out was also hilarious. Fred and George were the customary clowns and no, Qiong, I can't see how you think those two are hot.

Triwizard Tournament: What I really appreciated about his was how Mike Newell, with very very limited time, managed to capture the danger and gravity associated with the tasks so well. I even think he did it better than the books, and I was cringing in my seat half the time. Brilliant.

Cho Chang / Fleur: Probably the most miscast characters in the whole show, but because they were so inconsequential to the plot it really didn't make much difference. Fleur... I would just say was insufficiently alluring to be a part Veela, but acting was passable. Cho... just gives Chinese girls a bad name. Reminded me of Hermann imitating the girl from the Motherland in his class - act cute buay cute, and impossibly coy.

Krum: Somewhat unremarkable. A physical being, as Hermione put it. A pity that all the scenes that gave him character were didn't make it to the move, Krum was a pretty cool character.

Diggory: Qiong, I'm seriously disappointed. What happened to "he's so hot the cinema gasped"? He did look like just another well-scrubbed school boy, who just carried himself better. But short of that he did a great job playing the character, and somehow Mike Newell managed to set him up as the school's golden boy with far more effectiveness than Rowling did in the book. What started to disturb me halfway through the show, though, was this question: "Does anyone think that Diggory looked like LUCAS LUK TIEN WEE?" Seriously, I'm not kidding. He reminded me of a skinny version of my mutton-chop third-brother. (Luk, perhaps you could take that as compliment. wink.)

The Pensieve: ooh, I like the way that instrument came out. The silvery threads and Karkaroff and the exposing of Barty Crouch Jr. I wished they hadn't cut out Bellatrix Lestrange, though. I would really have wanted to see what she looked like.

- Return of Voldemort: Love Ralph Finnes, heh. Creepy and evil. Love the graveyard set. Creepy and evil. Loved the cinematography and direction. It was all just so well set up.

The only part I didn't like was how accelerated the wand-connection duel was. It was a huge climax in the book and admittedly the movie did showcase the most important parts of it, but still didn't give me the desired effect.

- Bringing back Cedric's body: my favourite scene of all. I won't even try to describe it, but it was one of those magical moments created by sensitive directing and careful cinematography. Again I appreciated this scene so much because it was more powerful than the book - which is pretty hard to do. Dumbledore did good with the funeral too - it wasn't just one of those melodramatic speeches you see in feel-good movies. Generally the movie closed well too.

Yay. I'm done. Back to major paper.


en ying snapped a shot of life @ 11:44 am
[11 photographs developed.]


Friday, 25th November '05

Angela and Shortcuts

Since I have been spending too much time being a bum this semester, I now have some catching up to do. Pass-fail, I try to tell myself, but I'm inherently a nerd (as the G-unit would constantly remind me), so I'm actually trying to study.

So yes, to keep everyone entertained, I've decided to take a lazy-assed shortcut. Here's my latest MSN conversation with Angela:

CRUZ!!!
7:00 hehehe... so what u up to?

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:01 writing a major paper
01:13 on the wisdom of mandatory gunshot wound reporting in the health care profession

CRUZ!!!
7:01 wow... that's cool

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:01 (while everyoone else discusses drinking plans)

CRUZ!!!
7:01 how long is the paper gonna be?

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:01 supposed to be 25-40
01:56 i think i'm going to overshoot it as usual

CRUZ!!!
7:02 pages?

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:02 yeah

CRUZ!!!
7:02 PAGES?

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:02 YEAH
02:20 what did u think, sentences?

CRUZ!!!
7:02 man... that's a lot isn't it?
02:28 no, words

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:02 double spaced?

CRUZ!!!
7:02 oh ok... i suppose it's not too bad double spaced
02:54 plus if you're gong to overshoot

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:03 play with the margins

CRUZ!!!
7:03 yeah that's always a good trick aye
03:28 how far along r u?
03:42 (why do i feel like i'm talking to a pregnant woman)

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:03 lol
04:02 in the 2nd trimester, i think
04:13 it's kinda finished implanting itself and all

CRUZ!!!
7:04 lol

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:04 it's kind of growing along

CRUZ!!!
7:04 yes, that's good, that's good

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:04 when i finish the last section (hopefully tmrw)
04:40 then it'll be time to start contractions
04:45 and make it fit in the limit

CRUZ!!!
7:04 n um... do u know what you're going to call it?

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:04 and then
05:01 a lot of labour in cleaning it up

CRUZ!!!
7:05 hahahaha

en ying "ny in dec, sabbie. smile"
7:05 (why do i have a feeling this metaphor has gone too far?)

CRUZ!!!
7:05 a lil bit
05:24 hehehe

I kind of miss those days in JC (post Drama-frickin'crazywasn'tit?-Fest) where we'd (with Tzo) have these absurd conversations on a daily basis. Green lightbulb. big grin

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 08:14 pm
[9 photographs developed.]


Monday, 21st November '05

Girls! Girls! Girls!

I just rediscovered this song when I went into one of my "hair metal" modes again. I can't remember who I was telling (maybe Bert?), but I was saying something about how we watch shows like Friends, and see characters like Joey chasing skirts and getting into SO much trouble along the way... and you laugh because you think it's so absurd - well. Not anymore. Art DOES imitate life; or else I'm living with a houseful of Joeys (or the Motley Crue).

The stories of what they get up to in the course of their skirt chasing exploits are friggin' hilarious, and I sit there sometimes trying to imagine our guys back home getting into those sorts of situations - it doesn't work.

Of course I'm not going to blog anything about those episodes - it would all be hearsay anyway (although the male in question is usually not beyond admitting to the crash and burn). But let's just say the following song reflects the angmoh male's (at least the ones I know) mind pretty accurately. At least on the weekends:

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Girls! Girls! Girls!
- Motley Crue


Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Handful of grease in my hair feels right
But what I need to get me tight are

Girls! Girls! Girls!
Long legs and burgundy lips
Girls! Girls! Girls!
Dancin’ down on the sunset strip
Girls! Girls! Girls!
Red lips, fingertips

Trick or treat - sweet to eat
On halloween and new year’s eve
Yankee girls ya just can’t be beat
But you’re the best when you’re off their feet

Girls! Girls! Girls!
At the dollhouse in ft. lauderdale
Girls! Girls! Girls!
Rocking in atlanta at tattletails
Girls! Girls! Girls!
Raising hell at the 7th veil

Have you read the news
In the soho tribune
Ya know she did me
Well then she broke my heart

I’m such a good good boy
I just need a new toy
I tell ya what, girl
Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed
Just tell me a story
You know the one I mean

Crazy horse, paris, france
Forget the names, remember romance
I got the photos, a ménage á trois
Musta broke those frenchies laws with those

Girls! Girls! Girls!
Body shop, marble arch
Girls! Girls! Girls!
Tropicana’s where I lost my heart

Girls! Girls! Girls!

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And right now I'm listening to this strange instrumental / techno song by Jimmy Swift Band (a local indie group that's pretty well received around here), called "Astronauts Trying to Take Off Their Spacesuits So That They May Copulate". confused The music is actually pretty good.

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 11:15 am
[7 photographs developed.]


Wednesday, 16th November '05

A Perfect Day

If you haven't yet seen the "Cheap, Sweet Shots Part II" entry, head to the "Archive" (yes, click on it) and check it out first. Still love you, Babs darling.

Anyhow, today was an extrodinarily good day. I have a general sort of floating happiness about me tonight, so here I go, sharing the joy. Sorry Jia, I know I promised some provocative pictures, but this entry cut in a bit early wink So here are the stories for the day: -

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Episode 1: "En Ying Fried Egg"

It all started with me waking up too late to make it for Immigration class - this is the kind of thing that makes Mum worry about me. I completely forgot to set my alarm for the day. So by the time I had woken up, class was already in session (just barely, but I couldn't be arsed to go in late) and I had a craving for strawberries and yoghurt. Of course the craving triumphed - I'm on exchange, after all - and I went happily to the kitchen to see about that promising breakfast.

Only to find Hermann frying eggs in the kitchen, making it all greasy and smelly. A Hermann who was uncharacteristically chirpy (an actual sentence, "Good Morning, En Ying!", as opposed to his usual grunt) and chatty. Which was nice. It got more amusing as Hermann left only to be replaced by a sleepy Lukas, and who hates getting the smell of kitchen on his clothes. Of course, right when Lukas was done telling me about the smell of his clothes, Hermann reappeared and (I assume because he knew Lukas well enough) immediately tried to frame me for absuing Lukas' olfactory senses. You have to have been there to appreciate the absurdity of it all: me, standing there innocently slicing strawberries and Hermann (whom by all accounts is a BIG Friendly Giant type of guy), holding a greasy plate smeared with egg yolk, arm stuck out and finger jabbing the air in my direction, going "En Ying, En Ying fried egg!"

*blinks*

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Episode 2: "Take That, George Bush!"

So yes, Immigration being missed, I had to make it for International Law. First time I've done my readings ahead of time in the past couple of weeks - I had kind of let International become my backburner subject in lieu of getting together a Major Paper presentation on the Mandatory Gunshot Wounds Reporting Act. As a side note I got an email from a classmate saying how much she enjoyed my presentation - woohoo! smile

Anyhow, I actually understood the whole International seminar today - stuff on State Responsibility. Excellent. I felt smart, which isn't easy to feel during International Law. Usually the class strays off on huge digressions involving heated arguments about the Former Yugoslavia, Military Activities in Nicaragua (and other unpronouncable African countries) and my personal favourite because for a good 3 lessons I thought they were talking about "South Columbia", the Softwood Lumber dispute. Hee.

International Law today also finished off with the return of our take-home assignments from over Halloween. OMG, my first ever A+ in my law school life!! And I think what was REALLY the best thing about it was that Emma got an A+ too, so we decided to head out for a celebration. TIM HORTONS! blush And we were sitting there, drunk with success, as it were, grinning stupidly at each other over our doughnuts and muffins and breaking out into random "heeheehee!"s eveytime we thought about the pending joy of telling mothers and friends back home the good news. And hoping to run into Dave or Matt to haolian.

Just goes to show that you can never go wrong with criticising (ok, slamming) the unilateral use of force in Iraq, whatever the opinion of the UK's Attorney General might be.

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Episode 3: "Salad"

Dinner time. I have the best salad recipe now:

4 large leaves of Romaine lettuce
8 cherry tomatoes (halved)
1 slice processed orange chedder (broken into little bits)
1 ripe avocado (diced)
Drizzling of olive oil and dash of pepper
Secret Ingredient a.k.a. MAPLE SALMON

Maple Salmon is perhaps the most representative food of Atlantic Canada next to lobster! Well, by my reasoning anyhow. Smoke atlantic salmon marinated in maple syrup, what more could you ask for?

And while making the salad, I ran into poor Sebastian who's suffering from a sore throat. I convinced him to try some Pepsi with salt. He was mortified - another amusing moment for me.

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Episode 4: "Where's the Fire?"

And it happened AGAIN. The infernal fire alarm went off AGAIN (for a pictorial documentation of what happened the last time, please click on "Soenke's 'Fire' Pictures" under Hammer on the Camera). This time we all knew what to expect, so it was a little less awkward as we huddled outside on the steps. I think we were all a lot more used to the cold as well. People also took more time to dig out and bring their essentials down for the Fire Fun.

*koff-Zenithactuallywentbackintothe'burning'buildingforacamera-koff*
*koff-Soenkewhocouldn'tfindhishat-koff*
*koff-LukasandtheBEERforgoodnesssake's-koff*

I swear, if there ever was a REAL fire, we'd all be burnt to a crisp.

And I was half-jokingly asking who's fault the alarm's going off was this time (previous occasions have been attributable to someone's bad cooking skills and someone else's basketball hitting a smoke detector). I expected some mutual finger-pointing from all the cigarette / marijuana smokers in the house. What I did NOT expect, was to be diaoed in a completely cheap shot way.

Philipp: I think it was the shoes on the 3rd floor.
[Overly enthusiastic guffaws from assorted Germans.]

(Yes, being the only Asian means being the only one who doesn't wear shoes in her room.)

Na bei.

Anyhow, the fire trucks pulling up tonight were a lot less spectacular than the last time. Even the firemen had this slightly "I don't believe this" look on their faces. And when they were emerging from the building, I actually did something I always wanted to do: I hollered "where's the fire?" at a fireman! Haha. You know how people always use that phrase in jest about others who are running about in a hurry. And this fireman actually relied with a weary-sounding "No fire..." rolls eyes

Cheap thrill, I know. Got Limin already, why do I still want to diao innocent firemen?

And Zenith and I got some pretty good pictures of us climbing onto the back of the fire truck while the firemen were all up the building. The silly boys were still stuck photographing with the front of the truck - and we actually got ON it.

Again, I know that was a cheap thrill.

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Episode 5: "Repeat after me - Longan..."

I don't know if I blogged about this previously, but Zenith and I had a little "food exchange programme" going on a few weeks back. It all started with her taking me on a tour of Sobey's (local NTUC Fairprice equivalent, without the union connotations) and showing me all the local goodies that she liked which I hadn't seen in Singapore before. Stuff like Havarti cheese, dill flavoured tuna, So Good (brand of organic soy milk with various flavourings) and pre-packaged smoothies. In turn, I brought her to the good old Chinese Grocery and showed her 10 pound bags of rice, lup cheong, roasted peas (you know, the Tong Garden variety) and the seasonal fruit, longan.

In anycase, I bought a can of longan and I promised to give her some when I finally decided to open it. Which was tonight.

So yes, I opened it and shared it with her and Kelci (and Soenke who later swung by in his horrific tapered German trackpants). It was hilarious... longans are so common to us back home, I never really thought about how I would describe them to anyone. You should have seen Zen's and Kelci's faces... suspiciously sniffing at the longans, spearing them with forks, suspiciously looking at them, taking a nibble... they're just longans, for Chrissake's! What I thought was a simple case of "here, try some of this!" turned into a full-fledged adventure:

Zen: They're like... grapes.
Me: Err...
Zen: With more fibre
Me: I guess the texture is...
Zen: I know! They taste like pear!
Kelci: They um... *mumbles something about grapes*
Me: I don't know how to describe them, they're just basic fruits... [I mean, you try describing what an apple tastes like]
Soenke: What's that, lychee? [Pronounces it lee-chee]
Me: LAI-chee. But no, longan.
Soenke: [Is the most decisive one of the lot and just pops one right in] [a pause] ... it's actually pretty good! What do you call this again - Logan? [Pronounces it like Wolverine's real name]
Me: [sighs heavily]

(Did they all think I was going to poison them with my dubious Chinese fare?!)

Heh. I'm not complaining, it was a lot of fun sharing a bit of home with these other nice people. smile It was just so amusing. I guess Zen must have found me really funny when I was marvelling at the variety of frozen food at Sobey's too.

In any case, the "here, try this!" incident turned into an "hour-long standing in the corridor talking" incident. Which was cool. I got to try the coffee cupcakes from Kelci's Mum, analyse the oddity that it cost more to take a bus to Cape Breton (where Kelci's from) than to take a bus across the freaking long bridge to Prince Edward Island (where Zenith's from), celebrate Soenke's successful application for an internship at Volkswagon's office in China, marvel at Kelci's amazing drawing of Orlando Bloom, and get all excited with Zen about her pending exchange to Canberra in Australia and how she's going to come to Singapore in June!

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Episode 6: "Quintessence Review!!!"

The Flying Inkpot's Malcom Tay came to watch the Next Wave 2005, and wrote us a review! Read it here.

I like his reviews because they're well-thought out and appreciative while still being strict. And I don't know why I felt so good about it, but it's like this production which I put so much effort into was recognised on a semi-professional level. Even if I wasn't dancing in it, I felt it was as much mine as anyone else in the cast. And so I felt proud that it got 3.5 stars, half a star up from last year's show, and on par with 2002's show.

And I'm still honoured to say I'm from NUS DE, despite all our stupid sagas.

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en ying snapped a shot of life @ 04:09 am
[5 photographs developed.]


Tuesday, 15th November '05

Cheap, Sweet Shots Part II

Sorry Limin, we love you too much to refrain:


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cosmos
4:22 u guys are terrible!

en ying is in a very good mood. if you want anything, ask now.
4:23 i really didn't intend it as a publicity stunt
23:23 it just sort of came up
23:29 and i thought it was hilarious
23:35 so i blogged it lor. share the joy
23:38 *looks innocent*

cosmos
4:24 tsktsktsk
24:20 *shakes head in disapproval*
24:36 how can u gain pleasure in making fun of a baboon?
24:40 *oops*

en ying is in a very good mood. if you want anything, ask now.
4:24 you concede it's an "it" too, don't you?
24:54 heehee

cosmos
4:25 it'll get angry lor

en ying is in a very good mood. if you want anything, ask now.
4:26 it is already angry...
26:28 but i made it happy by calling it on the phone

cosmos
4:26 are u skypeing with it now?

en ying is in a very good mood. if you want anything, ask now.
4:26 nah, i called it last thursday


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At least this particular conversation won't give rise to any "RSTLNE" situations! Tags still appreciated, though. As much as the previous one wasn't really intended for publicity, we all know that sequel's are always ALWAYS premised shamefully on the blockbuster effects of the orginals!

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 05:32 pm
[1 photograph developed.]


Sunday, 13th November '05

Beached

Just back from Jess' party... ate too much, drank too much (actually probably not too much, but my face gets red quickly. My gosh, Limin, you should have been there... excellent savignon blanc! Before I forget, it was from Two Oceans.)... and had some real eye-openers. Will absolutely blog about that once I get the photographs. Let's just say I will bet ANY of you readers from Singapore that I have just seen something none of you have ever seen. Muahaha. I think I was just sitting there with this half bemused grin on my face the whole way.

In any case. This whole process of being on exchange is AWESOME for these silly sounding reasons. I mean, my goodness, the people you meet, the things you see the entire experience of being a flummoxed fish floundering in unknown waters... I love it.

And I don't know HOW I have never blogged this song before because it had always struck me as one of the wisest pieces of advice I've ever been given (delivered in Leonardo DiCaprio's voice, notwithstanding). And I've probably raved about it to everyone I've met since 2000 when the Beach's soundtrack first came out. But never have I felt the truth of these words any more than now, and I'm seriously relying on it to deal with the whole experience:

"Beached" -- Orbital

Trust me, it's Paradise
This is where the hungry come to feed
For mine is a generation that circles the globe
In search of something we haven't tried before

So never refuse an invitation
Never resist the unfamiliar
Never fail to be polite
And never outstay your welcome

Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience
And if it hurts
You know what? It's probably worth it

You hope, and you dream
But you never believe that something is going to happen to you
Not like it does in the movies

And when it actually does
You expect it to feel different
More viseral
More real

I was waiting for it to hit me

I still believe in Paradise
But now at least I know it's not some place you can look for
'Cause it's not where you go
It's how you feel for a moment in your life
And if you find that moment?

It lasts forever


I love the first couple of stanzas, particularly. Some people think the exchange is all about fun - I also think it's about the times you're NOT having fun but you stick it out anyway just so you KNOW what it's like. But I've just been so lucky that just about everything's been FUN FUN FUN so far. big grin

"Never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite, and never outstay your welcome." Those are the coolest, best, soundest lines ever. Heh, I still remember the character of Richard was drinking snakeblood as an illustration of that scene and I was laughing so hard. Now imagine me handling about 20 different types of vibrators / dildos / lubricants / cock rings / flavoured condoms and trying to make sense of the whole affair. I never even knew cock rings existed till today - and now I can actually explain the biological wisdom behind it. Wow. We should have this instead of health education in school, honestly.

And I'll probably explain this later, but the Italians know their condoms, man!

P/S Jem. I wasn't watching porn lah, lest you ask. This was way more informative.

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 02:14 am
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Tuesday, 8th November '05

Cheap, Sweet Shots

Check this out: good MSN conversation. Sorry some bits had to be censored to protect the not-so-innocent. *blush*


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henghwa-i suck...
8:58 haha
58:58 enjoy the XXXXXXXX
59:00 muaahaha

en ying ”once again, eminem inspires my schoolwork. i'm probably inherently violent.“
9:03 um, no it's not
03:56 i'm not limin

henghwa-i suck...
9:04 haha
04:55 limin is in a diff league of its own

en ying ”once again, eminem inspires my schoolwork. i'm probably inherently violent.“
9:05 i love the way you use "IT"

henghwa-i suck...
9:05 haha

en ying ”once again, eminem inspires my schoolwork. i'm probably inherently violent.“
9:06 limin thinks that everything XXXXXX with it
07:06 i wouldn't know a XXXXX if it hit me on the head with a broomstick

henghwa-i suck...
9:08 haha..i like the way u use "everything"
08:10 instead of everyone
08:10 hahaha

en ying ”once again, eminem inspires my schoolwork. i'm probably inherently violent.“
9:10 HAHAA
10:58 we work well together.
11:33 we should go diao it together one day

henghwa-i suck...
9:12 haha when it is online that is

en ying ”once again, eminem inspires my schoolwork. i'm probably inherently violent.“
9:13 it's always online, but it's never really there

henghwa-i suck...
9:15 ya man
15:08 shld lock it in a cage
15:20 and put up a sigh "free diaos"

en ying ”once again, eminem inspires my schoolwork. i'm probably inherently violent.“
9:16 i think i'm going to blog this conversation

henghwa-i suck...
9:16 ey..it will kill me

en ying ”once again, eminem inspires my schoolwork. i'm probably inherently violent.“
9:20 no lah, she loves it
20:25 IT

henghwa-i suck...
9:20 haha

en ying ”once again, eminem inspires my schoolwork. i'm probably inherently violent.“
9:20 oops


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You know what this means? It means that even without it being there, Babs has the power to make two mildy depressed people feel better about themselves.

We love you Babs.

Where's our cheap shot drink, anyhow?

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 10:25 pm
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Monday, 7th November '05

ARGH

Mandatory Gunshot Wounds Reporting Act:

WHY DO YOU HAVE SO MANY OVERLAPPING ISSUES?!?!!

*ahem*

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 10:10 am
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Saturday, 5th November '05

Halloween @ Domus

I know, I know, I should be doing more writing instead of slapping everyone with photoblog-ish things. But there isn't a whole lot to say that isn't encapsulated by photos.

Anyhow, I finally dragged my lazy, cheapskate, International Law-ed out ass for a Halloween Party (and the next day I pinched a poster off the Weldon walls for a keepsake -shhh!). Thank goodness for Emma's jammies and slippers, as they made a fantastic last minute costume. Baskerville also saw his first night out on the town, although I think he might have been a bit traumatized by a combination of the above:

1. James (a first-year) who dressed up in bloodied scrubs and walked around holding another stuffed dog with it's head torn off. And excellent costume idea, but I don't think Baskerville appreciated it when the head of the other dog started to introduce itself.

2. The absurdly tall Swedish sailor (I mean it, a real SAILOR, and he wasn't even in costume - Halifax is a naval town after all) who kept dropping by and bopping poor Baski on his head. HARD. Yeah, sailor-dude was a nice guy but slightly strange - or drunk. You can never tell.

3. Matt's kiss. sleepy Slightly worrying, that Matt.

You DO know I'm losing it when I being to personify my soft toys. I now have to get back to the joys of reading old Hansard copies. Photos for your viewing pleasure:





The finished costume. A rush job, but pretty decent, I suppose.





Emma's little doggie slippers.





With Emma the flapper - it's a 1920's woman, and no, I didn't know that till recently either.









People in costume! I love Oscar the Grouch!





Sparring Taylor the Ninja. You have no idea how hard it is to explain the culture behind the word "忍" until you try.

And finally, a little video of what karaoke at the Domus is all about. And no, of course the guy on the lead mic didn't manage to make it for 8:30am Immigration and Refugee Law class the next day! Need you even ask?



en ying snapped a shot of life @ 01:19 pm
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