Monday, December 19, 2005
I announce that I have found the ‘End of the World’ thing again! Just that it’s called ‘End of ze World’. And my blog is officially TWO YEARS OLD since 16. 12. 2003!!! Yay!
End of ze WorldTranscript
Hokay, so here’s the Earth.
It’s chilling, damn, that is a sweet Earth you might say…Brown!
Alright we have the ice capes melting, meteors becoming crashed into us, the ozone layer leaving and the sun exploding… We’re definitely going to blow ourselves up.
Hokay so basically we’ve got China, France, India, Israel, Pakistan, Russia, the UK and us. With nukes. We’ve got about 26 hundred more than anybody else… Whatever. Anyway, one day we decide that, suppose the Chinese sons of the bitches are going down. So we launch a nuke at China. While it’s on its way, China’s like ‘Shit, shit who the fuck is shooting us?’ ‘Oh well, fire missiles!’ And France is like ‘Shit guys, because the missiles are coming! Fire our shit!’
‘But I am le tired…’
‘Well, have a nap… then fire ze missiles!’
Meanwhile Australia is down there like ‘WTF mate?’ India, Israel and Pakistan launch their shits so now we’ve got missiles flying everywhere, passing each other. Russia’s like ‘Ah Motherland!’ then England’s like ‘About that time, ay chaps?’ ‘Brother?’ So now the US is like ‘Fuck, we’re dumb asses’ and Canada’s like ‘What’s going on, eh?’ Australia’s still like ‘WTF?’ Mars is laughing at us; some huge meteor’s like ‘Well, fuck that.’ So now we’ve got nuclear winter. Everyone’s dead except Australia and they’re still like ‘WTF?’
But they’ll be dead soon.
Fucking kangaroos.
But assuming we don’t blow ourselves up, us Californians just have to work a California breaking off from the United States.
To go hang with Hawaii.
Alaska can come too. The End!
What a nice beginning. And I WILL post about Hong Kong, I did this long writing on the first day and my mom scolded me for that. So I did everything in point form. Don’t worry! I WILL post!
Posted by norbert at 12/19/2005 09:26:00 PM
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Okay, I am a bored woman. So sue me.
Actually, I’ve wanted to share this with you for quite a while, having seen this on Arts Central, as a sort of short cut thing before some anime, Godannar, or Diamond Dust Drops, or even still Scrapped Princess. That probably shows how long ago this was.
Anyway, the point is that, the aim of the shortcut was to prove a point.
They said that it was a proven law that any piece of bread spread with jam, when dropped on the floor would automatically fall on its jammed side. They showed this very cute sketch of a person dropping a piece of bread and jam and true enough.
Then they said that it is also a proven law that when you drop a cat, by any angle or direction or whatever (this applies for the piece of bread as well) that it will land on its feet.
Fair enough. They showed a picture again.
Then they said that if you strap a piece of bread, its jammy side facing you, to a back of a cat and dropped it, something miraculous would happen.
Here they drew the cat and the bread, and dropped it.
The narrator then said in a very monotone voice (the whole thing was in monotone, which ignited more laughs from me), that due to the many proven laws, the cat and the bread would be suspended off the ground, rotating madly (cue picture) as both the attractive forces of the cat’s feet and the jammy bread’s jammy side would cancel each other out.
The picture of the cat rotating tickled me so much that I have laughed and laughed and laughed about it ever since. And I never figured out just who the brilliant people who did this animation were.
Pity. Such is life.
Thus, this came to you at 1am, on the 7th of December.
Rejoice, for I have blogged.
Posted by norbert at 12/07/2005 12:53:00 AM
Friday, December 02, 2005
In the light of recent events, that is, having the Class Outing, the Prom/ Graduation Night Thingy, and the Ice-Skating Fiesta, I have decided to lump the whole thing together in one big post, and give my readers, friends and everyone who reads my blog a headache of massive proportions.
It’d be fun.
Thus my Quote of the Day will be: I never want to see another sandbar, shawl, and skating shoe again.
First Part: The Class Outing
‘My Louge (sp?) is Stuck!’
That pretty much sums up our class outing today, and coincidentally, it’s the title, or shall we say, theme of our class outing.
Okay, for the less- Sentosa inclined people, like me, the louge is this weird new thing that hit Sentosa a while back ago, still rather popular now, where for five dollars, you’re given a rubber mat, and allowed to slide down this long and steep path of sand. And once that rubber mat thing is stuck, you can shout ‘my louge is stuck!’ and the person in charge will jog over and give you a push, to get you on your way again.
Very ingenious really, makes lots of sense to me but it’s a rather ominous sounding title, but who am I to argue when it was the mahas of our class that came up with it…
Okay, two more things- the ‘louge’ is pronounced as ‘loo-gue’ and the ‘stuck’ is pronounced as ‘stook’ not ‘st-uck’
‘Stook, stook, stook!’
Anyway, I woke up really early today as 7am, after about 4 hours of sleep, having played Diablo 2 the previous night with my father, and killing Izual, who I found out when the name is reversed, spells as ‘Lauzi’, which can be pronounced as ‘lousy’, which pretty much explains why the title of the quest is called ‘The Fallen Angel’.
I think I have too much time in my hands. I mean, I just stared at the quest ‘The Fallen Angel’ after completing it, and then I thought of Izual, and flipped the name and… uh.
I think Tyrael’s really pretty! He has cool wings and all but he’s really disobedient and very indecisive. Screw him.
Anyway, my dad and I were playing Nightmare Level and he kept getting killed by that really weird homing ranged attack of the Abyss Knights (Die, evil killer scum who keep shooting damn weird purple, green, white, yellow and all other weird colourations at me!) which is just the Bone Spirit attack of the Necromancer (back at cha buddy, woot). And then we killed Diablo really easily and all, err well he was mostly taking the damage but even then, he didn’t really seemed very agitated about Diablo, we really wanted to complete the quest and sleep, and then happily progressed to Act V.
We then lounged around the Bloody Foothills, killed the… erm… siege fellow, found some guy’s soldiers and blessedly went to bed.
I am beginning to call my mercenaries by their prices, like my sorceress’s mercenary is now affectionately known as ‘My 25K (26K now, sadly, she levelled up), you idiot woman! (Said idiot woman being older sister)’ and my Amazon’s mercenary is now formally known as 27K.
We are so poor.
Anyway, I digress.
Yes, having woken up at seven, I ate a small breakfast, packed my bag for what I thought I required for the outing, extra clothes, camera, a book, cards and all. Then at 7.30am, I distinctively remember picking up the phone to wake Adeline up.
She answers in a really amusing whispery small girl/boy voice. Can’t really tell…
We talked for half an hour; one is never able to tear away that woman from the phone unless it has been at least thirty minutes…
Apparently she slept at 4am yesterday, after talking to her friends for the longest time.
So then I hung up and happily walked towards the station and travelled towards Dhoby Ghaut, which was rather uneventful, unless you count the fact that everyone was wearing really shiny shoes and all, except me, who was wearing flip-flops.
When the train was stopping at Dhoby Ghaut, I looked around for any familiar faces. There wasn’t really a chance that there’d be anyone, it was around 8.30am after all, and the meeting time was 9am, and girls can be disastrously late when they want to, when I saw a rather familiar looking face through the glass.
It was Devanshi, the Maha-Kutti, the Bitch of all Bitches, and the au naturel Bitchcraft Practitioner.
She was gesturing rather animatedly and laughing, and I spotted another silhouette and guessed that it was Sheryl, the other Maha-Kutti of our class and enterprising Bitch of all Bitches Other Than Devanshi.
Walking up to them- they were sitting down at the chairs facing the opposite direction, I said, ‘You look familiar’ to them and subsequently gave Devanshi the fright of her life.
We sat there and talked and chatting for a while, then Loretta came, the overall nice girl with the shirt MONDAY printed on it helpfully.
Today is Monday.
They were bitching about Jothi, their other conspirator who was surprisingly, late.
Around 9am, we got up and finally exited the platform to find another whole group of 4A1-ians/ers/ites/etc sitting outside the station, talking to each other.
Something in me went ‘Mudmeet Style!’
No one had cards though.
The organisers went to the washroom and we were subsequently accused of an illegal gathering by this nice man from the control station and told to move to one side so that we weren’t be blocking the way.
Liew came back from Taiwan already and she was angsting about the terrible food there, and finally appreciating why Singapore was called a food haven. She gave us really sweet and beautiful stuff, yay, like this nice bottle of sand and this really nice bookmark of the snake!
Yay! Let me see if I can recount how many people came for the outing. Sheryl, Devanshi, Loretta, Liew, XL, Adeline, Vanessa, Sup, Sam, Charlene, Grace, Eva, Ruth, Janice, Esther, Tan Chun, Winne, Amanda, Jun Li, Jothi, Cheryl, and me. I think. That’s 22. Our class has 38 people. By around 4pm, there were only less than ten people left.
Heh, says much. So we were waiting for other people to come and were happily talking amongst ourselves when this old guy walks past us and sings, to himself, more like, and counting our heads,
‘One little, two little, three little Indians, four little, five little six little Indians…’ he kept on until it was ten little Indians then he laughed to himself and walked on.
Our class stared at him in disbelief.
So, it was at this very interesting interval that we found out that our darling Bitch Organisers had got AWOL on us. Supranee and Samantha, forever the catalysts for mischief, mayhem and the occasional bit of trouble, suggested that we all go for breakfast together since some people, well, everyone, hadn’t eaten yet. So Harbourfront had two entrances, left and right; we got our bags and began walking in that vaguely amused manner to see what the two people were up to while Adeline, XL and Liew were arguing about some bet XL and I made, which I will discuss about later. We spotted our organisers in a group at the right entrance of Harbourfront MRT and quickly scooted to the left. I think Devanshi saw us sneaking off but I didn’t really see her expression as we were still arguing.
So the whole lot of us went to the Harbourfront shopping centre thingy and decided to have breakfast. The choice was Macdonald’s and BreadTalk, and predictably, everyone made their way, rather hastily, to Macdonald’s.
Adeline brought a full meal, Liew khoped a Hashbrown from me, XL, Vanessa and I drank Milo while everyone else brought a full meal I think.
It was halfway through the meal, reading my book, hearing XL’s problems, hearing Liew and Adeline gush about each other’s phones (you do okay) when Jothi came up to us and said that there was an entrance fee to Sentosa.
Ah yes, before that, Happy Birthday to Winne x16!
We embarrassed her so badly today. We said that we would sing her a birthday song sixteen times! So the first time was at the MRT station, the second time was at Macdonald’s, you could feel the heat leaking off her, and the third time was at the entrance of Sentosa. The rest are unrecorded. ^_^
We paid the entrance fee; Adeline and XL owe me three dollars respectively, nini nana-
St. John always laughed at this, especially if I say it in a screechy voice, as it as the same meaning as ekcetra…
So then we finished breakfast, found out Ruth had this terrible sunburn, collected money, and subsequently imploded. I don’t know how it exactly happened but we were eventually broken up because some people wanted to go to the washroom, the organisers disappeared again, Sam and Sup disappeared, and Adeline and Vanessa led us out of the shopping mall and subsequently disappeared somewhere into a bus interchange, and Liew and Xl were still arguing and I got understandably confused as we (class) were being spread out over this really long over head bridge.
Eventually, the lost sheep got rounded up by Devanshi and Sheryl, and I was bitching about how they took their own sweet time and Devanshi imperiously waved me off as Sheryl just laughed.
So we found Adeline and Vanessa who had gone on to the bus interchange and were waiting for the Sentosa bus, sitting at the queue metal thingy row, queue thingy. Err.
Jothi hath thus dubbed Adeline, ‘Hero Goh’.
Devanshi just wants to carve her up and have sheep for dinner.
So we waited for the bus to come; we took up practically the whole space there, waiting for the bus. We took up half of the chairs on the bus too and other people had to stand! We are t3h 3v1L!
Okay, Ruth sat down next to me, and we started talking as usual.
Right, the content of the argument comes in here.
XL And I have a bet. A most heinous evil bet.
We both betted that each other would find at least two guys who would… errr like us by the end of JC 1… Fortunately, I seem to have high chances of winning my bet, which is that XL has at least two guys on her tail. I will just sit at the background like a wallflower and try not to break anyone else’s hearts, except in my own imagination of course…
Ahem. Adeline and Liew have entered the bet as well, both backing me, and all of us will get treated by XL if I win my bet. But those two lazy slackers have a win-win situation, if XL wins her bet; they get treated by me as well…
Keh.
So then we reached Sentosa, and brought our tickets, insert Winne’s birthday song here, and made our way to the beach by taking a bus. We stopped at the bus stop and began walking our way to the beach, the beach opposite that weird island that is the Southern Most Tip of the Asian Continent or something.
Walking there was fun, Devanshi had this hot pink umbrella open, saying that she was sensitive to sunlight and someone was shouting at her that this wasn’t a Bollywood movie and there was no need for her to act to Diva-ishly…
We found the spot and placed our bags haphazardly on the bench and spread ourselves out. Goh Pei Zhi was dying to go into the water but Devanshi/Sheryl used their Bitch Ray i.e- Devanshi agreed to Adeline’s desire to get wet and pushed her into the sea. And then Devanshi ran back really fast while Adeline was sputtering. Adeline had no choice but to turn back and sulk as Devanshi had a valid reason for not getting wet. So then they got this boom box from Ruth, and had placed a CD in it. They were trying to get us to gather so that they could show us their little presentation.
So then after much arranging and going around screaming ‘Oi, hurry up lah!’ they finally got into position, their backs facing us, Devanshi, Sheryl then Jothi, one behind another.
They started waving their hands all over in tune to some Indian jive that Devanshi had brought and were attracting rather odd stares. Then they just turned around, spread themselves out and exclaimed, ‘Welcome to 4A1’s Class Outing, otherwise known as My Louge is Stuck!’
Then we were cheering and Devanshi was cheering ‘Stuck! Stuck! Stuck!’
Pronounced ‘Stook! Stook! Stook!’
So then after that we spread out again, only to be called into a circle again. Adeline was sadly, the last person to join the circle, and was chosen to be the one who would guess the identity of the leader in this ‘Follow the Leader’ game where a person had to guess who the leader was while everyone was doing some actions.
Adeline got chased out, we decided on Winne to be the leader, I think. Adeline came in, was given three guesses, and flunked all three and her punishment for not guessing was being simultaneously hurled into the ocean. Sheryl pushed her until the ocean’s edge, after giving her the right to take her glasses off and pushed her into the ocean, making her thoroughly wet.
Then Adeline was given the privilege to choose another victim, and she chose Tan Chun, and had her leg checked for any cuts or something, having scrapped her knees against the coarse sand of the ocean bed.
Tan Chun couldn’t guess the leader, who was Loretta, and got dunked by Sheryl, Adeline, Supranee and some other people. And I quote Adeline, ‘I dunked them all, rugby style!’
Sheryl told us to cheer for Tan Chun and Adeline. And since Tan Chun got wet, she had the chance to choose the next victim, which was Devanshi. Devanshi was a complete bitch as usual, and she guessed the correct person as the leader, who was Janice Chen. Supranee or Sheryl said something along the lines of ‘You got caught! You are unworthy of being our leader, and will be dunked!’
Subsequently, Adeline, Supranee, Sam, Sheryl and many other people dunked Janice Chen.
Yes, we’re all really vicious and bitchy women who don’t care about getting others in trouble. Ah haha.
So then after that match, we decided to play something else. After a while of procrastinating, the game we decided on was Dog and Bone.
We were separated into two groups, and played the game. I left my camera with Devanshi, and I told her to take pictures for me.
‘No, not OF me, FOR ME!’
‘Oh yes, and I’ll do you an honour by taking a picture of myself…’
She really did. Unfortunately, I’ve lost that picture, the first fifteen pictures of the class outing has gone missing. I am going to kill somebody. It got screwed up during the transfer from camera to computer. I’ve lost the first fifteen ! The first fifteen! BLOODY HELL.
Sigh. Anyway, we played Dog and Bone, and it was really amusing. They changed the rules so many times, like how we had to dance to the bone, which was Ruth’s huge 1.5 litre bottle then became Sheryl Tay’s bottle, which stuck, and it became a very squashed up bottle, and a Frisbee…
Oh the Frisbee…
Yes, that reminds me.
Our class outing was marred by a very Pro-Government couple who were… the word here is swimming, but see, it’s a guy and a girl, and the girl was sitting on the guy and they were facing each other and doing err… many things, of which we do not like speaking of. What jarred us was that we purposely did the dunking thing in the water to tell them very nicely to naff off, and go make-out somewhere else but nooo they didn’t get it at all but stayed there and continued in their actions.
Oh the worst thing was that Liew and I noticed that he did fly- butterfly, to impress the girl or something, and Liew was saying that it was terrible. And I know terrible. Chia saw my butterfly and was like going, ‘It’s passable’ with a sigh and all…
Evil buggers.
We had found a pink Frisbee on the beach and were using it, until we found out it belonged to the couple swimming at the beach there.
Whoopsie.
Okay… after that, Sheryl and Devanshi got bored of planning and told us to play alone until 3pm, which means they gave us 3 whole hours to while away. Some people went off to find some other stuff to do, like the weird louge thing, Underwater World, some shopping bit, and etc. Most of us opted to stay at the beach and soak in the sunshine.
That was a rather okay idea, as Supranee had brought tanning lotion, which Adeline pounced upon and rubbed copious amounts on before running and terrorising the beach. We played Liew’s Frisbee, ran to the Southern Point of Asia across the bridge, had fun with the bitches there, talked about stone fish, noticed pretty boats in the distance, did a picture which looked like a music video, I think I have that still, and another picture of the bitches thinking, which looks more like Devanshi posing for the camera; and then they went up to the two towers thing, and I took a picture of them waving from there. Ha ha.
Okay, I had to stay at the beach because Jothi made of with my orange slippers to play with Sheryl and Devanshi. So I stayed at the beach, tanned myself nicely, didn’t get wet at all, even though Adeline was begging me to get into the water, made sandcastles, which got destroyed later, and the Great A’Tuin, who got stepped upon.
According to Myst: ‘The Auditors have succeeded!’
So we sort of just sat there and watched the sun go around, kicked (mentally) the disgusting couple and screeched at a bunch of kids who copied our idea of Dog and Bone, only they were playing it across the strip of sea.
There was this bunch of kids playing volleyball near us and we were sulking because no one brought a ball. Ruth brought a beautiful boom box, to which she played songs on the radio until it died, then she played the Simple Plan CD, and then the Good Charlotte CD, to which Liew, XL and Vanessa simultaneously disappeared, having discovered that we weren’t going to do much any more.
So Adeline and I stayed on, where we talked, and made sandcastles, well I did anyway, who knows what Adeline was making; she was more proficient in destroying them than making them. She can walk right into a sandcastle without even noticing that it was there.
To quote what I said to Myst: She can walk into a sandcastle even if it was ten feet tall.
That’s about three metres tall.
About twice her height I think. ^_^
So then we sat and waited and talked, until Adeline wanted to leave, having not brought anything for prom, which was in two days time. That is, the day after tomorrow. Hmm.
So Adeline trouped off to go bathe and change, ‘The water’s damn cold!’, and then we left the bunch of desolate people there. This was about 3 to 4 pm, after Sup, Sam and some other people have returned, and sun tanned their way to happiness, which was only about a couple of minutes as Sup had tuition to go for… tuition. Math tuition. I ask you.
She said it was for JC tuition…
She’s scary.
We left Sentosa, I was rather sad to go, I wanted to stay for the whole thing to see what they would do afterwards as the time we left was supposed to be the highlight of the whole thing, where they were going to play Board A Boat, the codename being H.A.B, which meant Hijack A Boat, but we weren’t to say such stuff around Singapore as people would freak and go mad, etc.
Sheryl Tay told me alter at Prom night that they didn’t do much, went for dinner and then went home. Haha. Oh it was raining when we left. Pity.
So Adeline and I had the brilliant idea, well, she did anyway, to go to Orchard and get her stuff. As in go spotting, find the stuff she would want to buy.
We went to Cineleisure, where we ate Pasta Mania, where I discovered once again, why I didn’t like cream, pasta, or anything remotely Italian.
Ugh.
Adeline found out that she had this brilliant sun burn on her neck, and it was itching like mad, and how her face was slightly painful, me thinks because of the salt which remained after the water evaporated but she bathed herself already, so she probably didn’t dry off properly…
Well, that’s pretty much what we found out. She rejected many dresses, didn’t like much things and we were both so tired that we were pretty much sleeping on each other’s shoulders, until we finally gave up and went home.
Adeline told me later that her mum went out with her and made her buy something, a slinky black dress with a nice white shawl. Ah haha.
Next up: Prom Night
I basically spent that day being very jumpy about having to wear a damn dress. At around four plus, my mum told me to go and bathe as I had told her that I was going to meet Vanessa at the hotel entrance at 6.10pm. I was just basically very jumpy because I didn’t want to walk around the streets wearing what I was wearing. Evil buggers. Eventually, my dad was the one who fetched me to the hotel, and he was laughing all the way, together with me at how stupid I looked.
When I reached the hotel, found out that Sheryl and several other people were there. Took some complimentary photos and then waited for Vanessa. This was something which took quite a while, met several other people as well, took more photos, grinned and laughed at how pink Mildred looked, and continued waiting.
I tell you, I cannot walk in heels. I will fall down and die a terrible death, with a broken neck and bones. Yes. Eventually I found Vanessa, and then we were walking around Raffles Place, which I then vaguely remembered as the spot where they were holding this Batman Bonanza or something, as the ballrooms were above the shopping centre and we were there looking down and taking pictures of all our other friends and teachers in nice get-ups.
It is frankly, terrifying, the way PL-lites dress up for this night. It’s like we were born for this kind of thing. Everyone was like so nicely done up, with make-up and all, except for me and Vanessa; Adeline was going to be late, she had training in the morning, had to rush home, bathe and reach here. Mum only allowed me to wear minimal make-up, that is, lipstick with lip gloss, and even the lipstick was minimised to one lip only to which I then spread whole thing, which was a good, good idea as I was totally against any make-up whatsoever.
No make-up. At all. Ah haha.
The atmosphere was very nice and everyone was dressed up nicely. Ah haha. Eventually, we found Adeline, and nearly everyone who knew her wanted to take a picture with her, for Adeline was for once, in a very, very feminine dress, something which hasn’t happened for about I don’t know… couple of years or so?
-Cackles-
The evening was really quite nice and all, the room itself was bloody cold but I had my coat so I was okay. Adeline was complaining about her shawl being thin, and the show being insanely boring. Okay, it was vaguely boring, don’t really remember much of it, except the funny Miss Cambridge Pageant thing, which our class had Sara Devi to do, and she did it the only way we knew how, like a bitch. Woot, go Sara!
She won Miss Personality I think. Some girl called Jean won the whole thing.
The food was good, we didn’t try much of the appetizer, the jelly fish looked weird and the sea bass is a kind of fish, Adeline, not a note, and it doesn’t have many bones; the chicken looked suspicious and the mushrooms were frankly melt-in-your-mouth, the soup was like ugh hot and sour, which tasted really badly; Grace added a hellish amount of pepper to her soup before trying it out and regretted it really badly…
I took plenty of pictures, oh yeah; Supranee was late for the thing, and she ignited plenty of laughs when she ran across the ballroom to her table when everyone was seated; we sat next to the teachers and we had to come up with a really creative ‘Yam Seng’ and Suzanne Tan came up with this funny ‘Yamyamyamyamyamyamyamyam Seng!’ thing…
They gave us this cute bear for coming for the Cambridge dinner, which included this very nice poem by Eleanor Roosevelt.
In the end, they played some nice songs, like Vitamin C’s Graduation Day, and played a nice video about our times in PL. Ignited some laughs but people were still singing the chorus of the song,
‘As we go on, we remember
All the times we had together
And as our lives change
From whatever
We will still be
Friends forever…’
At the end, Adeline and I left the building, Vanessa left earlier, and we took, well I did anyway, plenty of pictures, one which included the entire class except Adeline, Vanessa and Sin Ae, as The former two went to the bathroom and the latter person was the emcee for the entire event, so it was predictable that she would be busy.
Claudyne looked really different; she wore this black dress, shawl and weird clunky boots. Esther looked like a medieval queen in her cool looking light blue dress. Most people think she designed that herself. Tan Chun looked really different, and Ying Le looked really pretty in her black dress, like a bridesmaid.
I can’t say bride she was in black and she’d kill me. Besides, bridesmaids are pretty... Heh heh. Shitian looked really gorgeous, haha she had this nice tiara-necklace like thing in her hair. Wen Ying just looked so sweet in her floral dress thing. Jeanie was frankly amazed that Adeline had worn a dress and was one of the first to demand a picture.
And Adeline, a slinky black dress is just a dress that’s smooth, thin and black, like what you, Ying Le and Jothi wore, only in a different colour. That’s all! Velvet cannot be slinky, as velvet is too furry to be slinky. Ah haha. Yes it clings onto stuff. That’s why it’s slinky. No it isn’t cross dressing. How did that idea get into your head…?
Finally: The Ice Rink of Disaster
I have decided that I am a one person, not a man, that’s soooo sexist, disaster when it comes to skating. I am probably not going to skate for the next couple of months. I’m sorry. I went yesterday, came back with a lovely bruise blossoming on my left leg, my left butt feeling like it got squashed and my right toe feeling like someone sawed it off, and this morning I woke up feeling like I just swam a couple of kilometres in training.
My shoulders are on fire, man!
I think that’s probably because I, as Nivek and Kheng Hui (yes, yes?) said, am too tense.
Kheng Hui, pronounced ‘Hwee’ I think. Erm. His aard name was like… err Jeriane? And he’s in NUS.
Berns kept telling me that the name was a female name…
Anyway, yesterday I went to learn ice-skating, and the only thing I really, really learnt was to not consider ice-skating ever again, as an extra curriculum activity or wossname, hobby.
Anyway, the mudmeet, yes it’s a mudmeet. I think we should call it the ex-mudders’/ Non-mudders (me) meet to be more accurate- was at noon, at Jurong East MRT. Listening to Berns, partially, wore long pants and predictably forgot about gloves.
Reached the MRT a few minutes before noon, saw Gerard there and some guy, who I didn’t know until careful listening told me that he was Resiliang, my one constant supplier of music. Oops…
Then Berns came, sporting this really cute looking short hairstyle. After much gleaning from Gerard, we gathered that 17 people were coming, of which ¾ she and I had no idea existed at all. Mudmeets are like that, we invite a hellish amount of people, hoping that half of them can’t make it, and eventually we find out that all of them can. Damn.
There was a bit of a blame game while waiting for people, as half the people that were invited were Resiliang’s friends, and people even Berns didn’t know about, heck- Kheng Hui claimed that he invited himself to this mudmeet!
Let’s see if I can remember people who went- Gerard, Resiliang, Berns, Nivek, Kheng Hui, German kid (never figured his name out), Eleanor, Karmen, two girls, Kelly, Pokvin (is that how you spell his name?), another person in a white shirt (Elbert? I thought there were three guys in white shirts…), this guy in berms (and a white shirt- oh dear) who disappeared later… err I can’t remember anyone else really…
In the end there were like 14 people, but Karmen backed out of skating, and decided to wait for RyanD.
They have this very interesting way of counting people. RyanD hadn’t arrived yet, and they were saying, ‘Okay, everyone’s here!’ and trouped off.
So we reached the ice rink, which was just about to be resurfaced when we got our skates.
Ugh apparently the aim of the skating shoes is to kill off blood circulation in your ankles. I didn’t lace them up tight enough, which explained the walking problem, the skating problem… and every other problem in detail.
Apparently not a lot of people knew how to skate, as I reasoned with Berns, that they had hoped that the other half of the people who were coming would know how to skate, while the other half was hoping that this half would know how to ice skate…
Erm. There were like a couple of qualified people, like Berns, Nivek, Eleanor, who’s very, very nice, and some other people… Jeriane claimed he knew how to skate. I took his word for it.
So the lesson began.
And it went on and on and on…
Berns was my teacher from the beginning till the end. I got to hand it to her, that girl is one very determined and humorous teacher. She said that she never enjoyed skating so much until I was there to be taught.
Nivek probably hung around and helped out because Berns was doing so. Ah haha.
She was there for my first fall, my second, my pretty much every fall, and Eleanor took over for a while and gave up as her feet were cramping up on her.
Berns laced my shoes up really tight two times for me, and they were much better after that.
Everyone said that I was too tense, I’d stand, pinwheel my hands wildly, shriek and grab on to another who hung close.
Predictably it was Berns and Nivek. Or Kheng Hui.
I shall now give a list of all who have hung around and taught me, somewhat.
Berns, the eternal teacher, for which I shall be forever grateful to, I think I nearly made her fall once or twice; Nivek, who hung around and helped even though I was clinging onto Berns like it was my life, made him fall once- very humorous situation; Eleanor, who taught me the proper position of how to stand and start before she made me fall about two times and then backing out quickly at the sight of Berns; Kheng Hui, who decided to help out I think purely out of pity as I was screaming and pin wheeling my arms all over the place; Kelly, who hung around for entertainment and also to teach me; the German kid hung around a lot, and watched in slight amusement as I pin wheeled my way to the ice.
I lost count of how many times I fell; it was always after skittering my skates on the ice hopelessly before my butt came in contact with the floor. Then I’d sit there and laugh and laugh until the cold reminded me of my position and I’d shout ‘Cold, cold!’ and get pulled up by my teachers, who were still laughing anyway.
They kept telling me that this wasn’t swimming, as I was pin wheeling my arms in the breast stroke style. I’m only a few feet away from water, it’s instinct to pin wheel, man.
Kelly was giving me this lecture about how the three states of water differ, and I agree really earnestly, one was hard and cold and the other was soft and languid and the third’s hung around for a couple of million years and no one really bothered about it.
I remember, it was my twelfth fall or something? I was resting by the bench, and Gerard was asking me to leap over the wall into the ice rink itself, and I was telling him that I wasn’t proficient enough in skating to do that and hobbled over to the entrance.
I took just one step onto the ice and the next thing I knew, I was on the floor groaning. And that wasn’t even my first time on the ice!
Kheng Hui came over and asked if I was okay, and said something about ‘Not proficient enough eh…’
Gerard was sighing and exclaiming ‘At the entrance, Nellyn! The entrance!’
And the one time I was successful in making Nivek fall was when he was telling me about how loud I was.
You see, the ice rink wasn’t only populated by us; I learnt to avoid children, Scary Aunty Ladies, other skaters, unless they were in front of me and I was, coincidentally, falling, and etc.
So there was this particular lady in some flowery jacket thing, who I called the Scary Aunty Lady, as I was always behind her and I had to move to avoid her and that nearly always culminated with a fall, and there was this time I said it really loudly apparently, ‘Avoid the Scary Aunty Lady!’ and apparently she heard me and was giving me this huge scandalised look which I didn’t even notice until Nivek told me, in which I tried to turn around and see and probably would have said sorry if my skates didn’t suddenly give out on me and I fell, dragging Nivek with me.
I’d like to say that he fell beside me, not on top of me, Kelly.
I’d know if someone did. It’d be really heavy, for one.
Nivek was exclaiming something about finally taking his first fall.
There was this other time I think, I was trying to ram Gerard who was at the side, smirking at me, when I ran into him, I sort of cannoned into him, legs and all.
Argh- more pain. And I didn’t even hit my target.
Oh yeah, and the evil instructor people were refusing to let us use the metal guide things! They were basically this U shaped thing, which was bent, like an inclined pull-up thing, so that one could skate and hold on for balance. They refused to let us have it, saying that they were for kids only!
Don’t I qualify? My mental age is like, 5. Sulk. Resiliang or Kheng Hui pointed out that I wouldn’t be able to speak like that if I was really 5 so I amended it to 8 or 10.
Oh yes, Karmen was sneaking photos of people! Probably me too, when I was close enough…
Yes… I brought gloves; Berns didn’t buy them and got scolded by the man in blue. Then she khoped Gerard’s gloves- Gerard got like these huge skiing gloves thing which no one would want to wear but wore them anyway. Eventually I switched with her because they were waterproof and I kept touching the wet ice.
I remember this other incident, I was by the wall, having just gotten up after I fell, and then Pokvin slides past me in like some sort of bent knee thing and a smirk on his face.
Insert ‘Insult on Injury’ feeling here combined with a bit of viciousness to kill that guy, and then some.
Then the person beside me, Kelly, or Jeriane, I don’t remember who, said ‘Ignore that.’
Kelly was obsessed with snowballs. We could only get like really tiny ones from all the shaved ice, but they pack a punch anyway. Gerard threw one at Pokvin, who returned with a vengeance, after taking another one from Jeriane and lobbing it at Gerard and then stuffing it down his shirt.
Ah yes.
The ice rink had this really amazing speaker sound system thing. They kept playing carols over and over again, like ‘I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus Underneath the Christmas Tree’ which prompted Kelly to say ‘And doing what else?’ There were other nice songs too, but the worst had to be the chipmunk version of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, and some other weird songs.
Berns found the carols very nice, as they were sentimental, which made her feel very nice.
I was telling her that I didn’t do skating because I had a remarkable amount of accidents on land already and I didn’t like my entire life to be dependent on two blades of steel that weren’t even thick enough for my preference!
Heheh.
After the disastrous ice skating thing, which I found myself pretty much alone, having gotten the basics and all, and being able to go a round around the rink without falling once, or holding on to any thing. Gerard said I ought to go faster. I told him that if I went faster, I’d be face first in the ice. I know it’s something like cycling, but in cycling there was at least a nice metal bike to hit the dust before I did.
So after that, we went for lunch/dinner/lunner/dinch at KFC and everyone basically gaped at Elbert who brought like two meals, for himself.
He was arguing that he was a growing boy, he wanted to be short but he couldn’t so he decided that since he was already tall, he’d try his hand at getting taller. He chomped his way through the chicken, and then noticed the weird Fish’Ole thing, and ate it until the end where the sauce would clump together and he left it at that.
He didn’t like the mustard sauce.
So after the lunner/dinch thing, we didn’t really know what to do. Some wanted to go watched Aeon Flux (Elbert) and some wanted pool (everyone else). I guess there we sort of separated; those that wanted to go K-Pooling went to play pool. I don’t know what happened to Elbert after that.
Oh yes, Gerard had given Karmen this snow globe thing, a present for her birthday, a gift from Germany and/or Holland, the place where Gerard went for his choir competition thing.
He’s not very geographically inclined.
It had a windmill and of all things, a cow in front of the windmill. Holland is famous for her windmills, and Germany had Hitler as Director of Tourism and Recreational Activities, but I know definitely, no cows were mentioned anywhere. Oh well.
Yes, the point is, we were going up the escalator when something happened, I didn’t see what, I think someone bumped into Karmen and she dropped the present. It shattered onto the floor and all the water spilled out. She looked really upset, but everyone was saying that it honestly looked better without the glass globe and all, and Elbert did his memorial for the Snow Globe from Germany/Holland.
It was rather funny, and everyone was laughing. Karmen still looked a little upset but cheered up when Kelly took out her penknife to remove the remaining pieces of glass stuck to the globe to prevent cutting. The cleaner lady looked frankly horrified at the sight of the water and the glass on the floor.
So in the end, she was quite happy; still I think she took it out on the pool game.
So we went to the pool area, where they stated that no persons below the age of 16 could enter.
Oh yeah, they were talking about the sign- Drug Abuser will be handed over to the Police. So someone was saying that if there was this whole bunch of drug abusers, all they had to do was to catch one and then everyone else would be able to go in, since they stated that only one would be caught.
So we went in, and were interrogated by the scary woman who watched the door like a hawk. She specifically asked for everyone’s IC, and Berns hid from her as she wasn’t 16 yet.
Yet in the end, the scary woman caught Berns and told her fiercely that she wasn’t 16 yet and very firmly showed her out to the door. Berns was really cool about it, she had to go home anyway, but later that night she was saying how scary that woman was.
All I could think of, when I saw her was ‘Bulldog Bitch’.
I am so vicious.
So then they began to play pool. I didn’t play; my leg was cramping on me and I just didn’t feel like it as my arms were strangely, very heavy. (Should have known, see what I woke up with this morning? Muscle aches all over my arms, my shoulders… Terry or Liew, if you’re reading this, tell on my tagboard, how to massage to get rid of them)
So they played- RyanD, Gerard and Resiliang; Kheng Hui teaching the two girls; Pokvin, Nivek, Karmen and Kelly were playing at another table.
I just stood there and watched, like the German kid. Don’t know his name, never asked.
So eventually, I grew bored of watching them, talking to Resiliang briefly, and watching RyanD own them in the game that I decided to go home.
So I took my bag and went home. Good thing I did, because at around 6.30pm when I was really, really close to my house, my dad called me. Can you imagine if I stayed on?
He’d like zip over to fetch me home. Hhahaha
Yes, I brought some stuff, good enough, like a present for Yi Hui, present for XL and Liew and Adeline, like birthday presents… So that’s one other mission on my list completed.
Bonus Part, just to annoy you guys: Random Nellynish
I’m finally reading The Science of Discworld II: The Globe, the one that XL, Liew and someone else got me, I think Vanessa because Goh Pei Zhi still owes me my pens, but forget it anyway; and it’s a rather interesting read. Still when I compare it to The Science of Discworld I, I get rather depressed.
Science of Discworld II is white and clean and does not have any (visible) spine lines yet. Ah haha Yet.
And to Gerard, thanks for the Dreamcatcher, a huuuge one, the DVDs of Bleach and Full Metal Alchemist and of the theme songs, and your competition and the figurine and the necklace!
And the T-shirts! I shall have to ask Esther what she used to draw on her T-shirts then I’ll do Gir at the bottom of the shirt and Norvakoliche’s symbol at the top right hand corner. Woot. Shall treasure them greatly. Yaaayy
This is from some weird advertisement about diamonds. I personally don’t like the diamond but I find the song quite nice. I typed this when I heard the song on TV and I can’t bear to remove it. Ah haha.
‘Quietly the star light glows
Sparkling dazzling the stars…etc etc etc’
Yay, go me! Anyway, this is the finished post, this is the beginning of the 10th page of MS Word so be amazed my faithful readers! Yay!
Posted by norbert at 12/02/2005 06:39:00 PM