Tuesday, March 25, 2008
upset
Yea, i'm only a supporting cast coming out for 5 out of the 30 scenes in the production.
Anyone wanna back out now?
FYI, people playing minor roles work hard too. Countless rehearsals and time poured into the process.
And when i actually ask you guys to come watch, it shows that i actually still treat you as a close friend. I actually bothered to scroll through the phonebook to send invites.
Of course you must pay, but don't you have to pay for most plays?
Disappoints me to hear the rejection. And not even the polite "i have lots of work" kind, but the in-your-face "you're not important hence i shan't bother" kind.
Thanks alot.
Now i know where i stand.
Labels: rants
Sunday, October 28, 2007
you dunno what pissed is until...
your father reformats your hard disk with 120GB worth of pictures, movies, shows, song, and other misc docs.
ALL I FEEL LIKE DOING IS SCREEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
Plus i only slept for 2 hours last night. Or i should say this morning.
Labels: rants
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
no time lots of work no time lots of work no time lots of...
Ok, let's all move on ok? The issue in my previous post has been more or less resolved.
Then i fell damn terribly sick for a week plus, before i gave in and saw the doctor, which then charged me for $27 worth of pills.
Then i had to rush to churn out a project (which i failed. right. let's not talk about that.) and two essays.
I've yet to complete two projects (the first one's setting a precedence i feel), i have two upcoming tests and a script to memorise.
Damn screwed, i am.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
my back has lots of knives in it
Guys like to gossip don't they? Sometimes worse than girls.
Isn't it funny how word will always travel to my ears?
Because i thought we were a clique, close friends whom i could trust, i entrusted my everything to you guys.
Then, things happened.
Just a case of mouth itchititis? Or you thought nothing of it?
Because you know, you automatically assumed anyone could?
fuck you.
Now i know what you did. Have you heard of the Butterfly Effect? That's what happened.
Remind me not to be so friendly to backstabbers anymore.
And i'm not even close to my primary school mates. Thanks alot.
Labels: rants
Sunday, September 16, 2007
library rush
I decided to be conscientious today so i woke up early to go the library, hoping to find a seat for me and my friends.
The library opens at 10am, so i took my time as i woke up an hour earlier.
I took a leisurely walk to the library and i arrived there 5 mins before time.
I was thinking happily to myself, "Hope i can find a nice spot for my friends and i", when i saw THIS!
I was stunned!
At 10am, when the shutters started rolling up slowly, a few people started climbing under them to get to the escalators!
This is so reminiscent of scenes in zombie movies where the zombies keep trying to get to the remaining survivors, who are trapped in the toilet or something.
I was googling for pictures of zombies and i found this.
Didn't know Marvel had zombified versions of the superheroes. Cyclops is so cute holding his severed head and still shooting out laser from his eyes.
Haha ok so random.
MUST STUDY!
Thursday, September 13, 2007
i can't take it no more
The toothpicks that were propping my eyes open for the past few days have finally snapped. I can no longer keep my eyes open.
The resolution to do work before sleep has crumbled. I'm gonna lie down and say goodbye to the waking world.
I hope i wake up tomorrow.
I'm just oh so very tired.
Don't worry about me, i'm not suicidal or anything, just exhausted.
I'd like to share with you a cute postcard i saw at borders.
Too bad i don't drink coffee.
Labels: rants
Sunday, September 09, 2007
cockroach infestation!
For the past 2 weeks, i've been killing cockroaches at the rate of 1 or 2 per night.
At first, the cockroaches were mostly in the communal toilet and i didn't give much of a damn. But when they started becoming bigger and started to appear elsewhere, like on the walls outside the toilet or on the dining table, i sounded the alarm to my mum.
She concluded with her spider-senses that the dining table itself might be harbouring the tiny monstrosities. You see, the table has an extendable portion that can be pulled out when there isn't enough space on the table, and my mum thought the critters could be camping in there.
True enough, they were!
My dad, armed with insecticide, bravely crawled under the table to assault the enemy from behind while my brother pulled out the extension.
A million cockroaches fell to their deaths with a spurt of the insecticide!
But that's not the entire army! Apparently, more were lurking in the dark corners of the kitchen!
Thus, the day became a massive insect-hunt.
Everything that could be removed was removed and everywhere that could be doused in insecticide was shimmery and wet.
A few hours later, i went into the kitchen and to my horror, a sea of dead corpses, with their six feet in the air, greeted me.
A few of them actually managed to escape being gassed, but not for long! 
They wouldn't know what hit them. Maybe it's cockroach heaven to die in tissue paper.
Clouds are soft, white and fluffy too.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
not better i'm afraid
The look of contempt that my dad gave to me when i bumped into him while going back home from tuition today can only be described as: "When Draco Malfoy stares at Harry Potter".
It's damn bad, the situation at home now. I do my best to avoid my dad, but when we do cross paths (which is alot, considering condos, like doll-houses, are small), that's the face i get.
Doesn't help that i'm currently suffering from Elephantitis.
My sad right leg's been sprained from a wild and drunken night at MOS.
I even got photographed by someone from mumtazz.com, which is like some website on the clubbing scene.
There were like 7 jugs of assorted vodka that night.
Now you know why i fell and sprained my ankle.
When i explained to my student why i was limping, he took one look at my foot and went, "Eyer".
Sad little life i have.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
it's so ironic
I just had an argument with my dad. Today of all days.
Apparently, he found my keys still plugged in the keyhole outside the door, and he confronted me with it.
Obviously it was my carelessness, but then again, there was something else that distracted me from removing the key.
For the past 3 days, my dad's been latching the door before i came home. Apparently it was to find out what time i came home, and also to force me to come back earlier.
The first night i called my mum but she didn't come to unlatch the door for me. I ended up knocking till my maid woke up to open for me. So the next 2 days i didn't bother to call my mum, i just called till my maid woke up.
So obviously, last night when i came back at 1 plus, i found the door latched YET AGAIN. This time i was really pissed off. So pissed off that i forgot about the key.
And i told my dad exactly that! That it's partially my fault but it's also because HE latched the door, thus making me do additional stuff just to enter the house.
It just makes me feel like they don't want me to come home. They're forcing me to stay outside till morning then come home when they leave for work.
Ok i admit that ever since i stopped working i've been clubbing and going out in the nights constantly. Like everynight. And it's been going on for 2 weeks. So it's partially my bad.
But my dad said something that struck me. He said, "why can't you be like normal people and come home at 11pm?"
That really made me realise how sheltered they have kept me. Which is not a very good thing because then i wouldn't know much of what's going on around me and the lives of other people if i were to really listen to my parents.
There's so much shit going on in other people's lives and if i were to continue living in this bubble of security, i wouldn't be growing as a person. I'm 21! Let me live!
What's more, i can't possibly keep up this lifestyle because i'll be working next week onwards again.
Am i wrong to want to enjoy myself before i tie myself to the books?!?!
Friday, June 15, 2007
errands day
Are you sick of seeing the same entry everytime you come here?
Me too.
But i've not have time to do any photo editing so this entry's just gonna be text text and more text.
I had a job interview at Borneo Motors all the way at Redhill today at 9.40am. I was applying for the position of Customer Service Assistant, selling their extended warranty package.
It was crazy cos i had to wake up at 7am and that's the earliest i've woken up for the past 2 weeks. What's even more crazy was that i actually slept at 4.30am!
What's wrong with me!
Part of the reason why i slept so late was that i caught a movie at GV Grand yesterday.
It wasn't that fantastic seriously. Between the fake hair on Sue (Jessica Alba - who's damn hot) and the CGI-ness of the Silver Surfer, the show kinda tanked for me. There wasn't even a spectacular show of powers, just some lameass combine power shizz. I don't wanna reveal too much here, but seriously, they think Captain Planet ar?
Apparently there's someone acting as the Silver Surfer. It's not purely CGI. I can't say the same for Olinda thou.
Ok, that was a super HUGE digression. Back to the interview.
While i was on the train towards Redhill, it started pouring donkeys and ogres! I had no choice but to cab down to the location, even thou it was seriously walking distance from the station.
Apparently there's a $2 surcharge from 7 - 9.30am and it was only 9.15am then. But the thing was, the driver waived it off! He charged me only $2.60. Don't ask me why, cos i saw the meter displaying $4.50.
So, i went up to the interview place and lo and behold, i saw 2 other temp-looking guys filling in forms. And they were all decked out in office wear - leather shoes, pants and long sleeved shirts! It was a good thing i decided to go in pants and long sleeves too, although i was wearing my Converse sneakers.
I actually thought i would be the only one being interviewed!
Silly me.
I peeked at the list and there were close to 10 names on it! Stressed!
Anyway, the interview went smoothly, with some minor bumps when i told him i actually knew nothing about cars. But i more than made up for it in the little test that the interviewer threw at me.
I became suspicious of his intentions when he motioned me to read the brochure on the product, so i read it extra carefully. When i looked up from it, he smiled at me and threw me the big one.
He told me to pretend that he's the customer and try to sell him the product.
I was abit stunned at first, but i regained my posture, put on my best telemarketer voice and pili pala bing bong biang-ed in my powerpacked English.
He even tested me with the kaobei customer persona by saying, "Oh, i tot your cars are very durable one, why do i even need to purchase this extended warranty? Isn't it like throwing money into the drain?"
I was like thinking, "is that the best you can muster?"
I immediately shot back a rhetorical question.
"You also don't want anything to happen to you, but why do you buy insurance? It's the same principle, it's just to safeguard. I'm not saying that our cars are not durable, it's just a security net for you because you never know with so many electronic parts in the car, if something might happen right?"
PHWOAR~!
I totally rocked the interview la!
After the interview, i started on my tour of Singapore.
First i cabbed down to ICA Building at Lavender to replace my lost IC (fucking $100 T.T), then i went to the Oakley Service Center at Tanjong Pagar to change my earpads (FOC), after which i went all the way back to Yishun to replace my SAFRA card (FOC with police report).
I literally huan2 dao3 jui1 jui1 jui1-ed.
So boys and girls, losing your wallet with all your documentations inside is a mightily troublesome thing to do. So remember to always check if your wallet is still on you. If possible, refrain from bringing out unnecessary cards and such if you plan to get DRUNK!
I realised my entry's very longwinded and wordy. Sorry for that!
EDIT: I got the job! =)))
Sunday, June 03, 2007
i am swearing off alcohol
At least for one week. 
No clubbing for now.
Why?
I lost my bloody wallet because i was too fucking wasted.
Went clubbing again last night and guess what, i got even more drunk then i ever did before.
You can only see 3 jugs in that picture but there were like 6! 2 cranberry vodka, 2 orange vodka and 2 burbon cokes.
I think i must have drank like 2 jugs by myself cos i felt totally sober and i hate that when i'm in a club. It's like i can't get inhibited enough to really dance. So i just kept fucking drinking.
And drinking.
And sure enough, i got pissed off. As in drunk.
Around 2am my friend dragged me out of the club cos i felt like vomitting and i just laid down on the sidewalk. What a sight it must have been.
Then we got into a cab and i totally crashed out inside. The last thing i heard was the taxi driver asking my friend if i was alright and that there was plastic bag behind his seat if i wanted to puke.
Next thing i knew, i was being pulled out of the cab. I saw a bed, collapsed, and just concussed without even removing my contacts.
It was only in the morning when i woke up with a fucked up hangover that i realised i was still in my jeans and shirt from last night. All the fucked up cigarette smoke smell was lingering all over me.
And of cos i realised shortly after that my wallet was gone too.
FUCKED UP!
We ransacked the entire room but no wallet!
Everything is inside my wallet!
My IC, 11B, POSB ATM Card, EZ Link (the ns one), house keys, Condo access pass and facilities card, driving schedule card, neoprints, receipts, namecards, $50 Topman gift card, etc etc ETC!
GONE!
The worst thing is, i fucking LOVE my wallet!
Yea, it's no LV or GUCCI but i bought it myself and it's so me that i love it and now it's gone and i can't buy it again because there's no stock!
Basically, i'm super sad now not over the documents, which are replaceable anyway, but because i lost the wallet ITSELF!
How screwed up is that?!?!
Oh my parents nagged as usual, but not too much. They were very concerned about the fact that someone could just pick up my wallet, see my address on my IC and waltz in with the access pass and keys.
That's super fucked up!
I've made a police report, called both Citicab and Comfort (you see how gone i was that i dun even know? my friend also abit seh so he didn't notice either!) so now i can just wait and hope for the best.
Just return me the wallet la!
Please keep me in your prayers for the next couple of nights! =(
Labels: clubbing, random, rants
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
i am @ youth.sg - confessions of a part-time telemarketer
Dear friends/strangers,I beseech you to enter your most valued votes for little ole me. It doesn't matter if you do it because you think my entry's good, or just based on the fact that you're my friend.
JUST BE SURE TO VOTE FOR ME!
iDesire the Macbook la!
Oh and of cos, there's always some reward for your hard work (ie labourously keying in your details).
VOTERS STAND TO WIN one of the following VOUCHERS:
5 x $10 Borders Book vouchers
10 x $10 Miss Clarity Cafe food vouchers
10 x $5 Uzumaki ice cream vouchers
10 x $5 Matsu apparel vouchers
3 x $10 Pitstop Cafe food vouchers
5 sets of Nokia Nseries premiums (1Gb thumb drive,namecard holder and memory card reader)
I stress that you'll stand to win ONE, and NOT all of the above! You think you winning hamper ar!
But still, a voucher just for typing a few words/numbers is SO WORTH IT!What're you waiting for? Voting closes on 24th May, so please help me spread this to all your friends and family! Get your father, mother, sister, brother, uncle, auntie, heck even grandmother to vote for me! I need a million votes!
VOTE B7!
-VOTING'S CLOSED-
Now for the actual entry:
Question: What would most ORD personnel be doing before entering University (assuming they can get in)?
Answer: They find jobs!
I've conformed to the stereotype and am currently very frazzled with the number of stupid and rude Singaporeans that call in on a daily basis.
Some background infomation, i'm currently a part-time telemarketing exec, handling the phone enquiries of different roadshows. Sometimes, i also get general enquiry calls which are none of my concern but yet, i try my best to answer.
Before working here, i never knew how stupid some Singaporeans can be!
Just imagine that i could have an actual conversation like this!
CLASSIC!
I've always thought that majority of the locals are educated, if not knowledgeable enough so as not to appear utterly spastic.
OBVIOUSLY NOT.
Oh! I have to share another hilarious call that i received! It actually made my department laugh!
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"Er... Hello, where can i order my notebook?"
"You can go to the website to download the order form."
"That's the problem, i don't have internet connection."
(after discussion with my colleagues and much thinking)
"Do you have any friends?"
"HUH?"
"I mean, do you have any friends with internet connection?"
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My colleagues laughed!
Oh the other hand, a bad aspect of being a telemarketer is that i have to handle the ching chong students from CHINA!
I must make it clear that i'm in no way prejudiced against China people, it's just that my Chinese capabilities are seriously limited. If you know me, you'll know.
I think it's a JC thing. Someone once told me that poly students generally speak better Mandarin than JC students. Maybe it's the culture la.
The very first time i encountered a China student, i had so much trouble just translating the sentence, "You have to go to the website and follow the instructions".
In the end, i told her, "Ni yao qu wang lu na bian geng zhe instructions."
She replied with a, "Er... Wo bu zhi dao ni zhai shuo shen me", in that cheena China slang.
URGH!
I also want to tell her that i cannot understand her!
However, i'd gladly talk to 20 China students than to some Singaporeans who speak perfectly good English. Some people reaaaally make me wanna clench my fists and grit my teeth, and yet, i have to speak to them nicely and try to get them to listen.
Here's one typical scenario.
These kind of customers are the really longwinded kind. They can paint a whole portrait in technicolours when they just want to simply find out the status of their order.
What's worse is if they use the goddamn irritated and impatient tone with me, as if i can control when they get their goods.
I'M JUST THE FREAKING TEMP!
But it's ok, i can get my own kicks out of this.
I simply love stressing on the "10 to 15 working days" part! I get a cheap thrill listening to the impatient customers let out a loud GASP!
MUAHAHAHAHA! CAN YOU FEEL THE SENSE OF EMPOWERMENT?
There are also customers who are just plain rude and unreasonable!
A few days ago, i was just ranting about this retarded bitch of a woman who called me up demanding i answer her question.
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Retarded bitch: "How much does it cost to service my computer?"
note she didn't even say hello.
Victim: "This is the sales department, so i wouldn't know the cost of fixing a technical issue, you'll have to refer to the service centre for the price. Why not you take down the number?"
Retarded bitch: "Why can't you just transfer me directly?"
Victim: "I will, but in case you can't get through, you can call that number."
Retarded bitch: "So i won't be able to get through right?"
Victim: "I wouldn't know, it depends on the call traffic at the service centre."
Retarded bitch: "Why can't you just tell me? There must be a standard charge to fixing a laptop right?"
Victim: "That i wouldn't know, because it is totally different departments!"
by this time i was slightly irritated and totally wanted to hang up on her already.
Retarded bitch: "Then it must be a very lousy company you're running or you must be very dumb."
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WHAT. THE. FREAK!!!
Sometimes i wonder if i have done them wrong in my past life!
Now i can understand why some people flip out and go on a killing spree.
See the similarities? He must have been doing telemarketing la!
disclaimer: this entry is entirely fictional and all similarities to anyone or any events are merely coincidence. there is no malice involved in the mention of the Virginia Tech killings. in fact, i'm deeply saddened by the fact that an act of such obscene violence could even happen. my well-wishes and deepest condolences goes out to the victims and their family members.
Labels: competition, rants, work, youth.sg
Thursday, May 10, 2007
the job's getting to me
I'm PMSing today.
I've been irritable and impatient the entire day, snapping at customers on the phone and friends on msn.
My biggest faux paux of the day was when i asked a customer, "Did you order directly or did you apply through any interest loans or what shit."
After i blurted the last word out, i immediately thought, "oh crap!"
Then i put him on hold and told my supervisor what i said. Luckily the customer didn't realise anything.
Yesterday my supervisor received a call from a guy who was like 10 times worse than the retarded bitch that scolded me dumb.
He scolded her "You stupid Chinese pig!"
You see how much heartache we can have working in this line? Sigh.
At least i'm just the temp. Can you imagine working at this job for 7 years!?!?
voting is still going on! DO scroll down and vote! i'll put up the judges' scores when all 5 scores are released!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
i just fucking got insulted
THAT WHORE MUST BE HAVING A VERY BAD CASE OF PMS.
MAYBE SHE HASN'T BEEN GETTING ANY FOR A LOOOOONG TIME.
MAYBE HER LADY BITS HAVE DRIED AND SHRIVELLED UP, CAUSING MEN TO RUN HELTER SKELTER WHEN THEY SEE HER.
AND SHE FUCKING TOOK IT OUT ON ME.
I AM SO FUCKING PISSED RIGHT NOW.
THESE KIND OF PEOPLE SPREADING NEGATIVITY SHOULD JUST EXPLODE INTERNALLY AND DISAPPEAR FROM THE BLOODY FACE OF THIS EARTH.
Let me recount the conversation to the best of my memory.
Whore: "How much does it cost to service my computer?"
note she didn't even say hello.
Victim AKA me: "I'll have to transfer you to our technical helpdesk and you'll have to ask them."
Whore: -silence-
Victim: "Hello, are you there?"
Whore: "Why can't you tell me the cost?"
Victim: "This is the sales department, so i wouldn't know the cost of fixing a technical issue, you'll have to refer to the service centre for the price. Why not you take down the number?"
Whore: "Why can't you just transfer me directly?"
Victim: "I will, but in case you can't get through, you can call that number."
Whore: "So i won't be able to get through right?"
Victim: "I wouldn't know, it depends on the call traffic at the service centre."
Whore: "Why can't you just tell me? There must be a standard charge to fixing a laptop right?"
Victim: "That i wouldn't know, because it is totally different departments!"
by this time i was slightly irritated and totally wanted to hang up on her already.
Whore: "Then it must be a very lousy company you're running or you must be very dumb."
AND SHE FUCKING HUNG UP.
FUCKING COWARDLY SHIT.
OH.
MY.
GOD.
I'm so royally pissed off.
Monday, April 23, 2007
apocalypse
The weather's damn gross nowadays.
*picture removed till further notice*
quite arty hor the shot
The sky was so black awhile ago that i could imagine the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse decending from the clouds. At around 3 the sky was as dark as at 8!
Actually, the sky sort of mirrored my mood. I'm suddenly feeling old. I know it's been only 3 days since i've turned 21 but goodness, i'm an adult!
Actually, a part of this stems from the fact that i'm single. Haha! Dun scoff! My last r/s ended quite badly on Boxing Day and since then, there's been no one. Quite demoralising, especially when someone i know broke up and got attached again all within the month (if you're reading this, i'm not resenting you k, it's just the way the cookie crumbles).
Anyway, you don't know the trouble i went through to upload the photo you saw above.
I had to email it from my phone but apparently, i did not have the right email settings.
It's so ironic that to update my Samsung phone's email acount i had to call Singtel, which then referred me to Samsung, which then referred be back to Singtel again!
Hello, i'm doing customer service, i'm supposed to be the one transferring people around, not being transferred!
Labels: love, random, rants, work
Friday, April 20, 2007
super full!
Firstly, i wanna wish myself a MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY MERRY BIRTHDAY!
And i'm at work.
Boo =(
But halfway to lunch, my colleagues suddenly remembered that it was my birthday and they treated me lunch! We had zhi char! So bloated now. -bleah-
I'm supposed to meet the BMT gang (who shall henceforth be known in my blog as the Cha Chas! with the exclaimation mark!) for dinner later, but i have to go be a filial son.
My mother needs my help to go carry the groceries for tomorrow's BBQ. It's for me and my brother's joint celebration with my relatives and my brother's friends.
My brother's birthday's 4 days after mine and I bought him a Creative mp3 player.
Ok, i shall attempt to go memorise the cheena chorale song now. So sorry for the lack of pictures still!
I have no idea why i'm still so incredibly busy even after my party!!!
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Many agencies have called me for tuition job offers and i keep rejecting them.
Machiam like i damn rich and dun need the money.
THAT'S FALSE!
I'm in a perpetual state of brokeness, it's just that the jobs are either too poorly paid or too xiong. Like many hours in a week kind.
Buay tahan already with one p6 kid still wanna throw me so many extra hours.
Why cannot just give me one lower sec kid with average to good pay tutoring English???
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I just got a damn funny call.
"Er, other than online ordering, how can i order?"
"You can fax in the order form."
"Er, where do you get the order form?"
"You can go to the online website to download it."
"That's the problem, i don't have internet connection."
(after discussion with my colleagues and much thinking)
"Do you have any friends?"
"HUH?"
"I mean, do you have any friends with internet connection?"
My colleague laughed.
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Pics coming soon. -crosses fingers-
KW's been avoiding me.
Labels: random, rants, tuition, work
Thursday, April 12, 2007
i'm feeling random
And pissed because i typed in one whole chunk of funny random shit and the com restarted!
ARGH!
Totally not in the mood to recreate it.
My blog can close shop already!
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
*ROAR*
Everyone's pangseh-ing me on my birthday!
You all goooood...
Details are underway. Please wait patiently...
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
here to add some colour
My blog's fast becoming all words and no pictures due to the fact that i usually blog at the office.
And i predict that all my entries from the office will be filled with the rantings of a disgruntled customer service officer.
So it's time i post up some pictures!
I have to tell you the story of how 8 guys ended up doing something that's so stereotypically girly.
I'm talking about the taking of neoprints of cos!
I'm getting a sugar rush just looking at those super act cute poses of ours.
This is how it happened.
We met in the morning of the 25th for klunch at the kbox at level 8 of cine. Don't mind me digressing abit cos the place sucks, so please refrain from going there. The mics were totally faulty, the pitch of the songs couldn't be changed and the food took ages to arrive.
So as i was saying, we actually met up to celebrate Xinhe and Philip's birthday! Boon Kian was the organiser and he actually bought a cake from kbox itself! In fact, the cake was really nice!
So after k-ing, we were walking around aimlessly when suddenly someone (not me!) suggested taking neoprint. By then we had reached the horrifyingly pink neoprint shop at L2 of cine.
We were 8 guys standing outside the shop. Half didn't mind, half were reluctant (guess which half was i in), but in the end, we managed to persuade everyone to do it!
We walked into the shop and another dilemma hit us. Which machine to use?
So we became 8 guys standing inside the shop.
This group of secondary school girls came in and to our chagrin, we overheard one of them say, "Eee, wei shen mo zhe jian dian zhe mo duo nan ren de?"
When i heard it, i wanted to retort, "Eee, wei shen mo zhe jian dian zhe mo duo nu ren de?"
But i didn't obviously. We all pretended not to hear it.
In the end, we choose a machine and had tonnes of fun rushing into our poses. In fact, there were examples of how to pose for each shot, and some of us (esp me) tried to copy them.
We were freaking KAO PEI-ing with 8 guys inside the booth. Can you imagine the din we made? Like taxi drivers arguing.
When we got out, THE WHOLE SHOP was staring at us!
Oh. My. God.
Anyway, the machine that we chose was quite cool, you could actually send the neoprints to your phone via infrared!
So someone got all 5 of the neoprints into his phone and bluetoothed everyone.
Damn cool can!
I suspect neoprint machines are designed specially to make people look so much nicer than they really look.
I mean, look at me, i where got so cute in real life?
-chokes-
