Talk about multi-tasking... Currently I'm chatting online, updating blog, uploading photos and checking out message boards.... yeeps... the power of the Internet...

I donno whether you guys are affected, or whether it's just me, but my poor, faithful little tagboard is down. Kaput. Kicked the electronic bucket. I donno whether this is a temporary glitch or whether the company has given up for good, but I hope it'll come back. if not, I'll put in a replacement. You guys seem to love it so much.

Flea market at Braddell again tonight! But due to underwhelming demand the other time, I don't think I'll be selling my shirts there again. Instead, I cleared out my wardrobe for all my old, haven't-worn-in-centuries clothes and am planning to hock it there instead. "$2 for everything! Take! Buy! Please!" [although most likely, we end up selling most of my mom's old stuff instead, which is almost twice the amount of stuff I have]

Clearing the wardrobe, however, has turned out to be something of a timecapsule opening. Memories abound in the cupboard full of old clothes. T-shirts from O-week in NUS, JC house shirts, [the old green house shirt] all the way back to the sec 1 Fiesta shirts. [Slayer: Remember those? Still have them... hehe] And even a very, very old shirt from my cathecism classes when I still went to church. [oh boy, that one is old, all right...]

A person's lifetime... recorded in T-shirts...

Then as you go even further back, you find other stuff, stuff that you had when your fashion sense was non-existent and you were the willing barbie doll for your parents to doll up. Gods, I shivered when I saw clothes from that era. *shiver* Those were the times when your dressing was entirely dependent on the tastes of your parents and grandparents. At the present time... you'd have to force me under pain of death to wear some of those things again.

Are they that bad? Well, take a look:


There may be fauna hiding among all the foliage in this skirt.


Vertical stripes may be flattering, but this dress looks like it was recycled from some curtains.


No, this isn't my dad's or my brother's shirt. A drawback to my cross-dressing days, when I wore baggy shirts and nothing with even a touch of feminity.


No offence to certain people, but this reminds me of the SCGS uniform, albeit a pink version of it.


I just know my grandmother bought this one for it. She had a penchant for floral designs, and for forcing her granddaughter to wear them whenever they went out. Explains my later cross-dressing days.

*shudder* Not surprisingly, I'm pretty glad to be able to get rid of some of them......

Why do I bother? Why do I even bother??

Latest f-ing basket case to be added to my gripes list: Yahoo! Geocities. The Great Teacher Su stuff is currently being hosted there, and today when I open the Geocities page, what do I get?

3 advertisements for Yahoo! Hosting plans.

No file manager

No upload

NOTHING in other words that would allow someone to create even the most BASIC of webpages.

Now for the curses: *Deep breath*

WAT THE F-- IS THIS??? WAT KIND OF F-- RUBBISH IS THIS?? YOU CALL YOURSELF A FREE HOSTING SERVICE?? YOU BUNCHA SAITEI KUSOS! I HOPE YOU AND ALL YOUR SERVICE STAFF ROT THEIR A-- OFF IN HELL!

K now I feel better. Aahhh.....

When their service decides to work again, I'll see if I can post up the first GTS cartoon.

Bleah.

Quick update of my life:

Mon: Hari Raya Puasa saw me and Candle going down to Pulau Ubin for a day of cycling. We got ourselves scorched by the afternoon sun, explored the island and came across some quirky characters.

One of them was a female cyclist, whom we encountered while cycling along a dirt path in the midst of jungle foliage. This lady was wearing makeup and heels while cycling in PU. So who's there to admire her [not very] pretty face? The lizards and the trees?

Another was a group of old ladies, sitting along the edge of the island, facing the sea, and singing. All these ladies, in a row, singing away. [slightly out of tune] And once again, we have no idea why. We don't even know what they were singing, seems to be a pretty out of tune scale.

Once we decided that our skin was scorched enough, [hello, skin cancer...] headed back to the town for some drinks, and very refreshing and cool coconut. Sigh...... Despite kampung appearances, btw, prices on Ubin are almost the same, if not more, than the mainland. Beware.

Other than that, PU is a pretty nice place to go once in a while. In the midst of the jungle, and admiring the quarry, you wonder what's so great about civilisation.

Tues: Read and stone.

Wed: Went back to NUSSUX to help Angie photostat some stuff for her research. The central library has been magically transformed from a dull, musty, place with books and papers to... a place that actually looks quite hip. The furniture is much nicer, and the lush, red armchairs are definitely more comfy. Hee. Note the one girl in the corner, reading Agatha Christie leisurely while everyone around is reading notes or typing furiously away at their laptops. :p

However, it's only the appearances that have changed. As I found out, the borrowing system remains the same, with the RBR books still being borrowed by the paper-down-a-slot method. Duh. Nice trappings, primitive systems.

And I got this. :) :) :)

My first piece of REAL software. Yea, that's it. REAL. As in, NOT PIRATED.

*gosh! gasp! shock! horror!* I ACTUALLY PAID FOR SOFTWARE.

Well, that's because of this offer which I decided to take advantage of. I didn't want to pay the pirate $10 for another stupid 30 day trial run. I like authentic software. I just don't like the price I usually have to pay for it. Bleah. But when it's affordable, why not? It's more stable, and actually has a guarantee of quality. That means if it breaks down, you can return it to the shop, and not have to hunt down some tattoo-ed gangster somewhere and risk getting leg and limb chopped off.

*hugs the CD* Real software......mmmmm.......

The cinch came in that I had to write down my name and matric no, in which I *innocently* wrote down my name and my old matric no. *whistles away as she leaves the store*

Other than that, NUS hasn't changed much. The bizad canteen gained an extra stall, and that's all I saw. Plus western food uncle's food is just as good. Mmmm....

Readingwise, I seem to be on an anti-religious mood, starting off with The Jesus Mysteries, [find it in the libraries if you can. It's... intriguing] and I, Lucifer, by Glen Duncan. It's written from the perspective of the Devil, and how God has given him a month in a human body. If he repents, he gets to go back to Heaven. If not......The writing is wickedly witty, and I love it. It makes me laugh at every paragraph, like this:

"Angels had pure spirit and a one-dimensional existence blowing smoke up the Divine Bottom morning noon and night. Man, apparently, was going to have the entire natural world, sentience, reason, imagination, 5 juicy senses and, according to the development leaked before the war, a get out of jail free card courtesy of Jimmeny Christmas [guess who] to be phased in not long before the fall of the Roman Empire with limitless retroaction."

OMG! *LOL* :)

K hungry now and time to get on with the rest of my life. Cya guys.

This is me, now: (@__@)

Suffice to say, one of my latest illustrations nearly killed me and me eyes in the making. While the concept seemed pretty easy, execution... well, almost executed me. Click here to see the image.

Plus: My current favourite image, because it reminds me of Paris. Sigh...

Ok, shameless self-promotion over......

Book Sale at Expo

I'm thinking of placing myself under house arrest in Dec. This as the result of a HUGE book sale I went to at Singapore Expo. Innocently, I went there, thinking of getting a few good bargains.

Never expected that the sale was almost the size of a whole hall.

NEver expecting that there would be loads of books I was interested in, but wasn't willing to spend the money for.

Never expecting to leave the place with 2 huge plastic bags, one in each hand. [they were damn cheap! I swear!]

Even while picking out books, I garnered a few looks from people [prob wondering how this girl managed to carry the basket of books all over the place] and like thank god the cashiers accepted NETS. If I went to all that trouble of getting the books only to queue and find out that I couldn't get them in the end............

Ok.... book sales get me high...... i'm such a nerd........

Sigh....... anyone wanna borrow from my 'library'?