-=| random snaps... |=-
Yanwei just entered army few weeks ago, and Kenneth is going in soon. A before and after shot.
J O E| 4:14 AM |
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-=| I know what you did last friday... |=-
The collision of tiles is trapped in an enclosed small space. They are fondled among the hands of adults.
It was a night like no other. No one realized that there was anything amiss. It was the moon. It did not shine that one night. And on that same night something terrible had happened.
Her friend arrived, but he does not see her. She has entered into another realm and she does not know about it. In that realm, she saw no one.
Even though she were to walk down that same stairs she still would not see him.
All he could do was to wait,
and wait somemore.
J O E| 2:40 AM |
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-=| Stressful life... |=-
Sleeping way after the witch's hour, the glamorous hour of 4am, to be able to sleep at 3am would be a blessing. Waking up in the morning would be so tiring and burdensome. Due to the lack of sleeping hours, the body assumes that it can have a longer resting time. But no, the owner has to get up before he even gets to dream.
Walking out of the house looking glamorous is very important, that is even so when I do not feel so. Choosing an outfit is very important, it sets down like a fixative of how noticeable I' am around campus and lecturers. (Probably that is why from previous posts I receive pretty much glares then glimpse or glances.)
Movement and maneuvering around must be at top speed, or else time is wasted and I cannot afford that. When doing a still life drawing, I would have to be very still and concentrate on the measurements from the pencil head. But in the midst of this stillness, time is still ticking its way across the classroom and speed is still involved.
Life in Campus is so oxymoronic, that we are all expected to do things of the both extremes. I really admire those who make it through with just a breeze.
J O E| 10:02 PM |
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-=| Sat night at Figs and olive of Vivo. |=-
Cool Mum, with her retro thing going on. And dad, in his polo's, how glam...
Oh cool, look at the fence.
And this is the "simply delicious" fish and chip.
Learnt from America's next top model, the haha-ing out loud to create a vibrant natural smile.
The haha-ing gone wrong. It should never be done this way.
Doing the side profile, showing nice... @#$% teeth. My eyes are weird, the eye further away looks bigger then the one nearer, distorted face.
The famous half smile...
... Gone wrong... popularized by Elvis, Immortalized (alienated) by me.
Front profile, flawless skin, but squinty eyes.
Ok, lets perfect it, open-wide open-wide. The eyes look huge, the smile too wide, I look sadist.
My sister's friend said that I look better then my sis.
So if whatever that person said was true...
When someone praises me I feel happy.
When someone praises her for her looks,
I would feel very happy. (I being praised)
When someone criticizes my looks,
I feel even happier. (She looks worst.)
When someone criticizes her of her looks...(I know...)
It was my dad's birthday and we went to Figs and olives, a Mediterranean restaurant. The queue was long, but the waitresses were pretty and the service was good. The food sucked, at least for my cheesy fish and chip. The ordinary dory fish that could be gotten from those hawker stalls is topped with a layer of a familiar piece of square cheese, those we eat for breakfast. The cheese is an obvious cheese dale or some brands that are bought off shelf. And even so, the fish was not crispy, but soggy. I can't believe that we were paying for that. The fries were heavenly though. I guess that was the only nicest thing I have eaten there. I shall not write about the ice cream, which I don't even bother to picture.
Black slippers, I like~.
It happens to be my star sign. And my book, a book that would hold my writings and thoughts. They are presents from my sis when she came back from Krabi. I had no chance to photo document it, and I didn't want to use it till I do so.
J O E| 11:49 PM |
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-=| Pics left in my cam |=-
The goth tower containing cupids to serve wine gliding up and down the wine shelfs with cable.
Prominence is everywhere you look. The mosque looks really great, as if it was extracted from spain.
J O E| 2:09 AM |
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-=| Shaun's b'day |=-
2 group pictures, for you all to decide which is better. Some heads were down or away on both pictures.
The soft side of Shaun
The not so nice side of Shaun
Look at his hands...
...does it just look yummy?
I mean the cake.
J O E| 1:56 AM |
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-=| Cam Whoring with cousin Sheryl. |=-
This season's ultimate accessory must have is the pageboy hat. Accompanied with a checkered shirt under a pull over to give it a country feel.
A beret would be the other choice to get a touch of French, the floral top would infuse a little of country to the dressing.
To tie up the whole package, wear a pendant on a thin chain or string so that it applies a subtle detail to add contrast to the whole dressing.
J O E| 1:35 AM |
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-=| Pics |=-
Sylvia: Hey Qinpei! You look like a actress... ...Who acted in The Wig.
Sylvia: (Laughing away)
Qinpei: So farnie...hehe.(Sarcastic)
Yanwei and i(Flashing our teeth, competing with the camera's flash)
Qinpei: Hey hey! The Super ultra force.
Qinpei: Eh! Sorry la.
(Takes picture and snap)
Qinpei: I know you don't like me la. But...
...Just smile at the camera!
J O E| 12:26 AM |
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-=| Andrew's house |=-
The evening started off meeting at Sembawang's Sun plaza. Being famous for the cheapest shop in town the cell members help themselves with snacks and other necessities.
The Phua's were just a bus journey away from Sembawang. On reaching the gate, an extravagant staircase spiraled down to greet us. The Phua's lived in an extravagant estate, furnished with the fusion of European and oriental. It was such a pleasure to stay over at the Phua's.
The night started off hogging Andrew's private chambers with our baggage. Stumbling over his bed, testing out the springs and snuggling up under his blanket of warmth.
Some others headed to the kitchen to start preparing dinner. Dinner was fantastic, and the potato wedges were the hit on. Seated around the table, with a lazy Susan in the middle, signifying the togetherness the cell group shares. We chatted and socialized with each other, not to care of what holds tomorrow.
The icebreaker game host by Christon started the ball rolling, getting to know each other better. The activity of the night was the gift exchange. Everyone had his or her gifts in the middle, using the phrase "The first shall be the last, and the last shall be the first" to set the rules of the exchange. The first would get to pick any present of his or her choice, but the second would get to pick any gifts from the middle or the present the first chose. The third would get to pick any presents from the middle, or from the people of the first and second's. The list goes on and the last person gets to choose any gift available.
The night carried on with movies, the first to be shown on screen was Memoir's of a Geisha. I interrupted the movie with a bowl of ice cream, as if I were to not dish it out everyone would be just too tired to eat. They continued watching sky high and many other shows, but Shaun, Nicholas, Ashree, Joel Toh, and I continued our night with cards. The big fight of the Joel-s against the others were strong, Nicholas and Ash soon retired to their deepest slumber. It was left with Shaun and the Joel-s. Who would win? The game went on till the crack of dawn, no one counted the number of wins and we were too tired to bother.
Our voices in the game were kept at quite a loud volume, and it had woken up the whole house, but no one said anything. Miraculously everyone got up at 7 and we had a scrumptious breakfast at the prata place next door. Breakfast was a treat from the Phua's and I guess everyone had a great time.
J O E| 11:55 PM |
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-=| Deprived of childhood |=-
This was how Qinpei and Sylvia looked before they did the stain glass, estatic.
Before
After
Being happy she found out what she has been missing.
Being bashful of her appearance.
Me being very proud of my work.
Our final product.(The pictures were too distorted that we didn't know what it was)
Super gal,
Witchy gal,
and smurfy boy.
*(Is my smurf infront the mushroom or vice versa?)
B!0
Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
Personality : Flamboyant T@g W!SH3S 3M@!l CURR3NT M00D W3@TH3R F00T PR!NTS !N 3 S@nd R@D!0 ST@T!0NS P@ST R3CORDS L!NKS
DOB : 19th May 1988
Age : 19+
Height : 1.73++m
Weight : Abt 60kg
Zodiac : Dragon
Horroscope : Taurus
Fav Sports : Breathing exercises on the bed every night(snore)
Fav colour : Blue, silver, black
Fav things : Vintage looking stuff...
Hates : People who commands me to do anything
Worst habits : Talking back, bitching...
Best Habits : Obeys house rules
How do u relax : Bitching, complaining, vibrate my ear drums with sound waves from my disc man
One thing tat no one noes abt? : i'm Sentimental...
Three words 2 describe me : Rude Noisy Freak
One liner tat i'm most proud of : Being kind to your enemy means to be cruel to yourself
Moto in life : Look 4 a goal n strife hard
