Friday, November 27, 2009

What happens when you're friends with walruses

OMG omg omg omg omg I can’t believe I haven’t updated this long! I’m so sorry you guys! It’s close to a week, I just never realized!

Anyway this is the typical MSN conversation you will have if you are friends with a fat walrus.

She even changes her MSN message halfway.

Oh walrus.
This is the same walrus that kindly took me into her home whenever I’m in the area and needed a quick shower and prepping up. Thank you walrus. :) I know I can count on her for anything, and she knows I’ll do just the same for her. WALRUS LOVE! <3

What happens when you're friends with walruses

OMG omg omg omg omg I can’t believe I haven’t updated this long! I’m so sorry you guys! It’s close to a week, I just never realized!

Anyway this is the typical MSN conversation you will have if you are friends with a fat walrus.

She even changes her MSN message halfway.

Oh walrus.
This is the same walrus that kindly took me into her home whenever I’m in the area and needed a quick shower and prepping up. Thank you walrus. :) I know I can count on her for anything, and she knows I’ll do just the same for her. WALRUS LOVE! <3

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

No make-up, sweaty, dirty, at times drenched wet, in the wild, away from technology, you get the picture

And for those of you who didn’t, here are the actual pictures.

I think before this post there might have been some people who found me mildly attractive, well that’ll be gone now.

I am always posting photos of me and my friends in nice clothes, relative comfort (having to cramp with Debra the fatass in a taxi notwithstanding) (just kidding Debra’s not fat), partying, having fun, being happy … now presenting: us in the Sarawak longhouse.


Our home for four days. No air-con (yay!), no reception (awesome), no internet (can this get any better) and no hot water (this was the best).


This was how we ate. (We brought our own chef.)


This was how we slept. Oh can you see the joy on our faces.


Yes that’s me wearing a sarong, and weaving mats. Had to fit in with the whole I-live-in-the-jungle theme, you know.

This was our only mode of transport for four days. The water gun was the teachers’ ideas. (Okay I gotta admit this part was the funnest part of our trip. If the boat ride was the funnest part of a trip … you can kinda tell how the trip went.)


Oh how we enjoyed toiling away in the fields, under the hot sun, being one with the nature, in our super cool footwear (I could have sworn I saw these sandals in Vogue!).


The sheer happiness on our faces, really. I don’t think I’ve ever remembered being so happy.


THIS WAS HOW WE BATHED.


Some of us went to extremes to avoid sunburn.


More working at the fields. This joyfulness has to STOP!


That is a BUG on my hand btw.


Soaking wet from our swim in the river. I love being wet like seriously nothing better than being soaked from head to toe. Love it.


Sitting on logs. Fun.


The rain started pouring and we had to cover the food. With our bodies.


Mingled a lot with the Ibans and observed a lot of their customs.


We spent some time in the city.


At least I found true love.


Some of us didn’t make it out that well.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Semi Formal 09!

Ah the genius of naming an event after the dress code!!! :D

I pointed out that we matched the background! Which meant I match that pipe on top. Glamorous.

My Spanish teacher wanted a photo with her best students so … :D

How do you differentiate girls from guys? When we take two photos with the same poses, same smiles, same everything … just because we didn’t like the first. AND the photographer is probably some grumpy guy going WHAT AGAIN SIGH.
SUCH a good photo right! Ignoring the color difference of my face and body yesyesyes I really can’t do anything about it you know I don’t wanna get my face tanned or God forbid put FOUNDATION on my arms or something. And my powder makes me look white so deal with it.
There good photo with me looking more like God’s creation now. Happy?

And then my History teacher wanted a photo with his best student so … HAHA I have got to stop making up lies like that.
Again nothing I can do about my skin tone so BUGGER. OFF.


Mmmm satay om nom nom nom so good I should have taken twenty more sticks but I wanted to act lady-like. Damnit. And now I crave for indomee too.

Pretty. :)


Devi’s after, where I had a piece of heaven (indomee) and have been craving for it ever since. I blame you Sharvarska you bread basket Ukrainian indomee eating person!!!