This paragraph from nanashee's latest post made me laugh out loud. Or maybe it was the post-exam come down.

I don't know what she spawned from, but frankly, walking into a club and expecting people to buy you drinks is a mentality that really should belong to supermodel-type people. Not when you have legs as stocky as two overgrown carrots and lines like a map of the London underground around your eyes. It's like a Monet painting; it looks pretty ok from afar, but up close, it's a fucking mess.

I know that posting msn conversations is seen in some blogging circles as tremendouly low-class, but I'm going to do it anyway. Here's a snippet from my chat with my friend Preeti in SG:


Preeti says: so how's Jim and Sung Hyui

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: jim is doing ok-- at school he excels and has a variety of extra curricular activites. he takes spanish, jazz dance lessons, and has a healthy social life

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: he also has a lot of fit classmates whom i am always asking to be introduced to

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: not one of them has called me yet

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: sung-hyui is doing well as far as i can tell she is well-liked by the teachers, popular amongst her peers, helpful and friendly. she goes to jazz dance with jim and similarly bemoans the lack of romantic interest at bpp

Preeti says: vic why do you sound like a teacher giving a character appraisal?

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: i am trying to be ironic but it doesnt seem to be working

Preeti says: haha no wait....I'm picturing you saying it now and it sounds very Victoria..

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: Sung-hyui has so far declined to join the book club set up by jim, myself, and a couple of other fellow nerds

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: the first book we are discussing is bleak house

Preeti says: haha oh my god. thats sad

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: hey book clubs are very much all the rage now in fashionable circles in the US

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: we are not being nerdy but trendy

Preeti says: of course not vic

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: in a few months we will be seen as uber cool trendspotters

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: ok, forget i said 'uber cool'

Preeti says: y'know vic....I havent laughed this much in a while

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: i'm glad to be of assistance

Preeti says: forget? yeah right...I'm going to be quoting you now to everyone who will listen.I will start with the LSE singaporeans tomorrow at evidence lecture

Preeti says: Your uber cool book club will be famous soon

Preeti says: maybe you shoudl ask some of the fit guys in Jims class to join

Preeti says: waitt....didd you do that already? is that why they havent called?

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: yes, i already did

Preeti says: hahaaaaaaaaa

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: thats probably why they havent called

Preeti says: its sad isnt it that they dont seem to be the "uber cool" trendspotter types vic

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: no lah. i'm totally just kidding

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: god i am not that sad P

Preeti says: you mean there is no book club?

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: yeah there is but i havent asked any cute guys to join.

Preeti says: well then the guys in Jims class must be gay or dumb for not calling you

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says:thanx. bloody hell

Preeti says: sigh. maybe you meet someone nice in china. nice chinese boy

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: NO

vic-- i want to eat mee pok says: please dont even joke about it

So, there is a book club, and the first book really is Bleak House. I've only got to page 200. I have no idea why we chose it. It seemed a good idea at the time. I guess after a couple of bottles of wine everything goes rosy. Oh well, we needed an excuse to meet up every so often-- but Bleak House? Actually, I was so far gone that I remember promising my friend that I would run a marathon with her. If I'd thought that was feasible, the book must have seemed much less of a challenge at the time. Well, at least we will decide the next book sober. (Hopefully)

More gems of witty repartee from my little travel notebook (it's well worth keeping one when one has entertaining friends):


Joey: What is this used for? (referring to a pumice-stone in a shop in Greece)
Me: You rub your feet with it to get rid of dead skin.
Kenny: (glaring with inexplicable hatred of Joey) No, you eat it!
Joey: Well, you could use it for your brain, it's about the same size.
Kenny: Ya, but it's definitely bigger than your brain.

The next page contains a list compiled by JD, Qianru and myself on 'How do you know when you're an adult?'

1. When you can tell when white wine is too cold to be drunk
2. When you insist on drinking it out of proper glasses instead of plastic cups
3. When you think it's NOT ok to mix red and white together to get more drunk, faster

There's this other bit that always makes me laugh, but I suspect you have to have been there.

Kenny: Give me some water
Qianru: No.
Kenny: Give me some water lah! I'm very thirsty!
Qianru: No! Buy your own.
Kenny: Why don't you give me some? I'm very thirsty leh! (makes whining sounds, feet-stamping etc.)
Qianru: No, can you at least say please?
Kenny: What's the point of saying please if you're not gonna give me anyway?

Flicking through Ian's mostly 'tetno' music collection, I commented on his evident beng tastes.

Ian: "Actually at heart, I'm a beng. I just tak a lot of ang moh chek only."

Elaborating on the theme, he went on,

"Wa eh sim si ah beng.
Wa eh nao si tak LSE.
Mai ga lim peh wax lyrical.
Wa ma eh hiao."

My friend Ian is a potential king of one-liners. Consider:-

In a discussion on bad boys, their charm, and their heart-breaking ways:

"I'm not dangerous when I'm charming. I'm dangerous when I'm candid. And I'm candid all the time."

Oooooooh.

And when I busted my ankle,

"How do you know how to treat it?"
"Got lump just rub lah."

One surmises that this practical approach must have served him well in other *ahem* less innocent situations.

The fencing room in school, is good for singing. 10 minutes after I discover this, someone from band started to play the saxophone from the block across. On the other hand, went back to IJ today and fiddled with my old saxophone. The magic is gone, and I don't know why. It hurts. Ah well, it was my choice and I must live by it. Better to have loved then not loved at all.

This week, I realised, with a start, that I've a crush on one of my schoolmates. Am not quite sure what to make of this. It does not help that I might see Lance during Chinese New Year at the Lim's and that Jerrick will be back in the country too. All of this, all of it, is a big cosmic joke with the finger pointed at me, I tell you. Bah.

On the bright side, school is going well, so that's always good. Work hasn't piled up yet, but have to do revision, is all.

Tor! The photos are really good, especially the eiffel tower one! The weather was so nice that day. Missing you muchly~

I should go. Need to move my mage out of Desolace, wandering elite mobs have proven fatal.

Photos from Paris

Still don't understand 'nyan'. I suppose it's similar to my comforting phrase, 'bolbol'. Here are some photos from G and T's trip to Paris.

The view from inside the glass pyramid at the Louvre. The overcast sky ruins the picture. Next time I'll post a better one I took of mummy in the same position with a clear blue sky. I don't have it in my laptop now.

Here is Glor in front of the famous english language bookshop across the river from the Notre Dame. It's where the first scene in Before Sunset was filmed, so needless to say, it's a damn romantic location lah!


Here's me eating snails. Mmm. Tasty. The vacant expression on my face is my reaction to Glor eating a raw piece of flesh.

Here it is:

In front of the Eiffel Tower.

'Artistic' shot of the Sacre Coeur. Hey, it's hard to take a good photo juggling a quiche and a blueberry tart and trying to sit down at the same time, ok. Also, squillions of tourists had the same brilliant idea of chilling out on the steps.

View from the top:

And to show the contrast in the quality of pictures taken by my camera above (no brand camera, cost=S$100) and James's camera which I used to use all the time (Canon Ixus V3, cost=S$800), here is a photo of Florian I took at his graduation at UCL:

Florian= my ex-flatmate and Cat's boyfriend. Cat=

Yes, that really is Bentham's dead body. Except the head, which was replaced with a plastic model because KCL students kept breaking in, stealing the head and playing football with it. Apparently he is still wheeled into every UCL board meeting in accordance with his will. He is marked present but not voting. And below is a really good photo of James lim-ing kopi in Brighton. Damn I miss that camera.

Even though the background isn't much to look at, the colours are so vivid!

Here the background is nicer but obscured by us people. Still at Brighton. Beside me is Nicolas, James's friend and his crushee, Sabrina. Note my budding mummy-ish tendency to shield my face from harmful sunlight.

I don't know why I never thought of posting photos up here before. Maybe it's because of how bloody long it takes. I'm gonna put everything up on flickr so Glor (and anyone else) can look at it there. Except I don't actually know how to link it to my flickr account. hm. Glor?

I think this is how: http://www.flickr.com/photos/49514497@N00/

I might put up some nice ones from my Greece trip next. They're probably safer online than sitting around in my hard drive waiting to be stolen.

Nyan~!

Stating the obvious, it was the first week of school. Is going well! I think my class made our last year's form teacher quit, so we've got a new one now. She's very lor sor, lecture us for econs until want to sleep. She -is- nice though. And generally sounds like she knows what she's talking about, even if she does explain in circles.

The classroom that we're in was ment to be a toilet. There's the tell tale space in the walls and narrow glass windows near the ceiling that one only finds in toilets. We're also tucked away in a corner, of course. Convenient location though. Not the centre of everything but still easy to get to everywhere. Don't have to climb 5 levels again this year~

Is a very wide classroom, enough space for the boys to fool around with football, and for Andrea the resident hockey player to do her stuff. I like it. We're next to the science classes though, so miss seeing the familiar arts fac faces.

Bern made it to arts fac here, been seeing her around. Really good to see a close friend on the school grounds again. I've made myself mediator, in case of any collision between her and Tsu. On the other hand, I don't think they're going to cause any collateral damage, so everything should be fine.

Tor! Good to hear it's been solved? How was it ah? Decided not to kick you guys out is it? Good. Ian hasn't called me, the idiot. You know his number here or not arh?!

Ach, Rosen here to use WoW on my com.

/wave