Fisheyes From Korea (Like.. Finally)


Went to Korea earlier this year with my mom and sister. That was like... either late March or early April. Brought along my infamous fisheye cam (strange how many people around me are suddenly interested in fisheyes after seeing my pictures).

Photos not in sequence.

Negatives
















































































Notice the ending part of the word "Lomography" on the unidentified white object at the side. No wait, that's just my camera cover.






Slides (for those of you who've asked me what the difference was, see for yourself. The colours are more whacked out)

I'm Still Pissed.


But what to do? This *expletives deleted* problem with blogger extends to it not auto-saving a draft before something catastrophic happens. *more expletives deleted*

I'll try to remember all that I can and reproduce what I've typed in the originl post.

Pictures from the Mayday event from earlier this year.

The Lazy accompanied me to queue for the Mayday tickets for their concert earlier this year.

They had this new marketing ploy for their latest album in which they include a voucher to exchange for a concert ticket. As with any Mayday events, the queues are exceedingly long. If you want to be there early, try at least 5-6 hours before the event, and you'll get a confirmed ticket. If you're there late, you might wait for around 2-3 hours, and you might not get the tickets at all.







We ran into Lazy's campmate somewhere along the line. Dude who's smiling at us, WK, was to accompany me for the actual concert later on (Lazy didn't get a ticket).



The ticketing started at 12pm. This was somewhere around 5pm.









The management should take a before/after picture of this area so they have a momento of when it was this crowded.

Aaanyway, the concert was held at Stadium Green. It was literally green, at the grassy patch right beside the North entrance of the indoor stadium. Thank goodness it was a clear night.





Again with the queue. Argh.





















Aaaand THERE'S MY BOY!!!!







Hands offa him! HE'S MINE!!!





Isn't he amazingly awesome?



Isn't he amazingly cute?



He's so amazingly cute and talented.















No idea who this chick was. Apparently she's filling in while the band takes a rest.

After a breather, we get right back to business.









No idea who this was too. Guan You (the original drummer) was absent because his relative had passed away, and he was not able to make it).



My favourite photo for the night -



He loves me. Muahahahaha.

And then came the autograph session.

The very sweet Glantor accompanied me to central to queue, 4 hours in advance.



4 hours isn't long when you're playing Chinese chess with two chess masters.



Well, one, actually. I'm more of an impulsive person who does things first and then deal with the repercussions. That day I dealt with two lost games. Ggrrr.

Again, it was too long a wait to spend standing, so everyone was seated.







Seiryu dropped by in the evening to say hi.





And THERE THEY ARE!











He's so unbelievably cute.





No idea who this is. Some 93.3 DJ?



My rewards!





Note: One set (CD + Autograph + Poster) has been sold to CCS. No more for you guys!





Keep away from the child. Mama clean only! Muahahahaha.

I'm Fucking Pissed


Seems every other computer has a key on the keyboard that either fucking shuts down AFTER I finish typing a long e-mail BEFORE I send it out, or goes back a page while I'm halfway through a long assed blog post.

Fuck you, keyboards makers who put dangerous keys near essential keys such as the fucking directional buttons!

Pictures From The Father's Day Gathering


Baby girl gets some exercise.













Baby boy makes hilarious faces.









And random pictures of other interesting people.









We were all crowding around the computer because one of us is studying in Australia, and we were torturing her with Grandma's food over the webcam.















And now comes the unglam pictures part.











Pictures in lomo taken by Cudas, normal pictures (mostly) taken by the beautiful Lord(ess?) Jazzy.

I'm Still Getting The White Screen


But what the heck. I been suffering from blogging withdrawal symptoms for quite a while. I've been so busy.

On a side note: If you want to get me, you need to give me at least two weeks notice. I can't help it, I don't actually like it, but I actually have to jam pack my days in advance. No time for blogging.

Anyway, I've uploaded these eons ago but haven't had the chance to post them. I'll be back to bolden the title when the problem gets resolved.





Credits are in the comic strip itself.

So I gave the Lazy a huge surprise some time back.



I conned him into driving me to Kallang leisure park to meet a friend, then conned him over to the indoor stadium, where I presented him with this:


Whoa, look at the date.

Aaron Kwok's concert! Lazy likes the Kwok Kwok.





The tickets came from my aunt Jennifer, who had to back out becauce her date backed out and she didn't want to attend it alone. We went there with Amanda, her friend.



The show was spectacular. Didn't expect him to still be able to dance to much. Was cool that he came out in a shower of golden dust.





As usual, he went through a montage of clothes and props.





and I caught him in hia MJ pose.





... and he walked out to touch the audience.



He's somewhere in that mess of people.



The coolest thing about this concert was that it had a record-breaking 360 degrees... "thingy"... for him to play in.















The freaking thing could split open too.



If you thought that was cool, look at what he's wearing.



Its like chain mail for the (slightly more) fashionable.

Apparently its made of some metal metal thingy, and weighs a hefty (???) (I forgot how much, lah) kgs.



And then he started playing with water.



The awesome thing? His pants were see through when it got wet.

Which got other parts of his female audience wet.



And here's him being decent again.



Cute, lah.

Is It Just Me


... or is something seriously wrong with the blogger system?

I keep getting this colourless template, looks like HTML in beta. I can't bold the words, can't change the size, can't utilize a lot of functions.

I thought it was the centre's computer causing the commotion when I tried a week ago, but I'm typing this now from Lazy's laptop.

So... what's wrong?

Confessions Of A (Very) Bored Teacher


Disclaimer: Mr Bryan, if you see this, please do not grade my work.


So on a perfectly lovely Sunday morning, Ms Jazzyme was hard at work, being a good teacher.

The kids came and went, temporarily filling the centre with laughter and innocent childish voices.

"Teacher, teacher, she draw on the board!" "Teacher I never!" "Teacher she pinch me!" "Teacher she never finish her work!"

And then it was all silence.

"You're going to be alright, girl," Ms Jazzyme muttered to herself. She hated to be alone at the centre. She was terrified of the Blue Room, where it was always dark, even when the day was at its brightest.

She turned the music on with the computer, from AOL Radio. Daughtry's 'No Surprise' was on. She liked this song.

"Files, files, files. Sleeves, sleeves, sleeves. Stapler, stapler, stapler. Staples, staples... staples?"

To her horror, there were no staples left! She pried open the stapler that she was holding. There was about a quarter of staples left inside. She crossed her fingers and hoped that the file she was about to duplicate would not require too many stapled documents.

So she began the arduous duplicating process. She seemed to work seamlessly with the trusty new copier machine, every movement gracefully cohesive with the speed of the documents the machine was spewing out.

It happened to suddenly that she didn't quite catch on initially.

"Ka-ching! Ka-ching ka-ching ka-ching ka-ching ka-ching ka-ching!" As with everybody else who's ever had staples run out on them in the midst of doing monotonous work, Ms Jazzyme pressed the stapler a few more times than was neccessary.

"What do I do now?" Mortified at the prospect of spending the rest of the day staring out of the window, she frantically searched the reception desk for any traces of leftovers.

It was then that she saw it.

It was beautiful. Big, bold and blue, it had a shine to it that practically screamed out to be used. It was big, with a real big bottom. She liked them big.

She grabbed it and dashed back into the office, where papers were strewn all over the table.

"Ka-snap! Ka-snap!" The powerful Big Blue has lived up to expectations. Despite its bulky size, it was surprisingly light and yielded to the touch. It vibrated in delight at being paid attention to once again.

Ms Jazzyme was enjoying herself with Big Blue, carefully counting the number of big staples left. With just 5 more plastic sleeves to go, disaster struck again.

Big Blue finally gave up, exhausted. Ms Jazzyme had been taking so much that it had nothing left to give. With the mountain of papers piling up on the desks and the copier machine still vomiting a warm stream of printed papers, she was desperate.

There was no time to mourn for Big Blue. Ms Jazzyme had to think fast. She strode up and down the length of the centre, as a thoughtful tiger contemplating its next prey would. Then something caught her eye.

It was tiny, hardly fit to be called Little Green. It was more of a Little Turqoise or a Little Cyan. Ms Jazzyme decided to call it Little Turyan.

Little Turyan looked weak and feeble, and Ms Jazzyme wondered if it would make it through the rest of the 5 sleeves.

Big Blue stared on with disregard, as if it half expected Little Turyan to break down upon first impact with paper.

Crossing her fingers, Ms Jazzyme held Little Turyan to the papers and pressed gently on its head.

"Ka-snap! " It let out a tiny, shy little click. It didn't break! Hurrah!

Little Turyan got bolder with each new click. By the end of the last plastic sleeve Little Turyan was booming away, making snapping sounds almost equal to Big Blue.

"There we are! All done!" Ms Jazzyme put the last piece of stapled document into its sleeve and put everything back into its place.

Big Blue stood regally next to Little Turyan, who looked equally satisfied with itself. Little Chomper, which was sitting nearby, occasionally used to take out staples from documents, looked pretty darn happy with itself.

All in a day's work for Ms Jazzyme. She put on a satisfied grin and sat back to watch the clock tick. Countdown to the end of a working Sunday begins!


Stay tuned for more exciting Adventures Of Ms Jazzyme At Work!