stolen colours

Was hit by the spammers who attacked raydance’s blog, so I installed MT-Blacklist. I’m rather sorry, but I think I deleted some of HL Milk’s comments in the process of despamming my blog, because I realised too late that ‘enacre.net’ was one of the urls on the blacklist.

Brought home skirts to sew for Rag Day.

Forgot to complain about an incident on Monday. I was rushing to get out of MPSH so I could get home in time to shower and change before going for CoRngregation. I had to return my security pass and get my IC back; I didn’t use my matriculation card like most other people did. The thing is, those people misplaced my IC. It was supposed to be together with the cards of the other Aikido people, but it wasn’t. The girl giving out the cards didn’t even apologise, but ignored me and started attending to the people queuing behind me. I didn’t expect her to hold up the line just for me, but the least she could have done was APOLOGISE, then say “Would you mind looking for it yourself first while I attend to the others?”

You can never trust NUS to do anything right.

Have been trooping down to NUS to help out in Rag preparations. I sorely doubt that my efforts have been significant, but it’s fun being with them. Wesley, Darryl, Shermin and Wanling are really funny people. Plus a few maniac M1s. My fingers hurt.

Some really funny links from a junior’s page:
Feed the model.

You are Envy!
Wow… what a dreamer. Always wanting what you
can’t have, and always dreaming of having more
then you do. It’s not the worst sin, and we’re
all guilty of it – but you take it to the
extreme! You are prone to depression, often
from things you can’t obtain. Be a bit more
positive, you have a lot that others want too
- so don’t sit there being all green! On the
positive side, you tend to be a smart person –
and can often achieve the goals you set
yourself.
Congratulations on being the overall harmless, and
pretty normal one of the 7 deadly sins

Which Of The Seven Deadly Sins Are You ?? at Quizilla

Matric Fair yesterday from 8am-5pm. It was a day of wrath against various organisers.

7.50am – Arrived at MPSH 2 to set up Aikido booth, since the morning shift starts at 8am.

9am – The freshies start going to the MPSH 1 to matriculate i.e. wander through a long process of form filling and be ensnared by the computer fair before they make their way up to MPSH 2.

9.45am – The first freshmen appear.

9.50am – I leave MPSH 2 for the Science Foyer because OGLs were told to assemble there at 10am to play ice breakers with the M1s.

10am – I arrive at the Science Foyer.

10.01am – Wesley accosts me and gets me to run to Medsoc Room to open the door for Yunxin and her sewing machine, as he’s tied up with a briefing.

10.05am – I reach Medsoc Room.

10.10am – I am back at the Science Foyer.

10.50am – The M1s are still inside the lecture theatre. I go in, say hi to them, watch a little of the video, and return to MPSH 2.

11.05am – I arrive at MPSH 2. Again.

11.05am – 5pm – The day drags on in a bleary routine of handing out flyers and watching aikido videos on my laptop.
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I got an email from fanfiction.net notifying me about the latest review of a fanfic I wrote way back in secondary school. It amazes me that there are still people reading what I wrote. I only did 3 out of the 7 chapters I intended to write (ahaha! Call me J K Rowling.) ‘cos I ran out of ideas after that. Going to JC – HCJC triple science – killed whatever literary talent I possessed; now, I can’t write fluidly and my use of the language is grammatical at best. Lack of practice, I suppose.

Boring days ahead manning the aikido booth at matric fair. Maybe it’ll be productive.

[I must go re-read the FoR-StreetFighter crossover again.]

I miss my upper sec days so much. I was part of the CoRngress; my love for anime had awakened; I was a performing member of the handbell choir; the teachers were crazy; I wore a pinafore and didn’t have to think about what I looked like. There’s a CoRngregation tomorrow though it won’t be full strength. I think part of the reason why I like the scum so much is that they remind me of the CoRngress i.e. a group of people with a funny name who make funny jokes.

BIG ANNOUNCEMENT: The Raffles Ringers will be playing at the Esplanade’s Concourse this Tuesday evening (27/7) at 7.30pm and 8.30pm. The performances last 30 minutes each.

Went down to RGS for handbell practice yesterday. We rusty alumni ringers have concluded that our forearm muscles have wasted away. Six alumni ringers, 3 from my batch, 1 one year older, and 2 in JC 1 this year. And I got a part where I’m playing running semiquavers for the first time ever! *sweats*

After serious practising we turned to talking about the upcoming concert, and Corinne and Minxuan started reminiscing about when Minxuan’s batch was playing Tempest. The C6-C7-C8s play a 5/8 rhythm that requires so much concentration. And then Minxuan demonstrated while I, with spillover garang-ness from medicamp, attempted to play it. Those few minutes were revealing, somehow. Minxuan’s batch were sec 1s when I was in sec 4; the last I saw of them was when they were still in the beginner’s choir and shy around the seniors. And now they’re good, confident ringers and people I’d really like to have as friends. I feel a little sad that I missed out on seeing them grow these the past few years. Corinne’s been taking charge of the choir since the year after I graduated, so she’s been around to see all that. And the younger ringers too, some of whom have come for caroling at times.

Here’s a link to the song I was talking about in the above paragraph. It’s a handbell original (written for handbells) titled Tempest. Minxuan’s batch played it for SYF, but the group featured in this mp3 are Ring of Fire. I was reading Elizabeth A. Lynn’s Dragon when I first heard the song, so I ended up thinking that the whole song could be set to some glorious fantasy.

First you have a bard in a tavern recounting the legend of a mighty dragon.
Then you have a hero who sets out on a quest to fight the dragon for some noble purpose (i.e. not just to collect the head and hang it on the wall).
And the rest of the very exciting song is just the dragon vs the hero.

It’s got to be anime-style, if it were ever done. I couldn’t stomach real-life actors trying to do what my imagination says.

Went to deepblue’s place with Shmeen today for model making. I think that guys have a very low tolerance for heat. Halfway through we watched LOTR: The Fellowship of the Rings, which was Shmeen’s first time watching any of the LOTR movies.

*scene where everyone fights over who gets to take the ring to Mordor*
*shot of Legolas*
Shmeen: Legolas looks terrible.
Deepblue: Are you sure?
Me: *stifles laughter as I imagine rie’s reaction* But his hair is really nice!
Shmeen: But he looks weird!

*shot of Boromir*
Shmeen: I think he looks good.
Me: Maybe because his eyebrows are the same colour as his hair.
Shmeen: He hasn’t got any eyebrows to speak of.

*another shot of Legolas*
Shmeen: I think you’re right about the eyebrows.

Okay, stop laughing already.

Then went to NUS to do the aikido display board for matric fair. I didn’t intend to stay for training, but I did anyway, watching at the side. Then they started training with bokken and jou and the instructor actually let me join in, even though I wasn’t dressed for it! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

(I can just see alarm bells going off in the CoRngress’ heads.)

I didn’t realise that I got so tanned during camp, but one of my aikido seniors actually commented on that. I know that I have rather obvious sandal marks on my feet, but my face hasn’t looked particularly dark to me so far, just with a red streak ala Faye Wong. I’ve started peeling, though. *cackles* I can’t forget how Ivan put sunblock religiously, even on his FEET, and wore hat and sunglasses besides.
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I was talking to one of the Tessio M1s on ICQ. We are related in a very convoluted way, it appears.

1. He is Cherie’s and Quanyi’s JC class senior, and technically my JC senior. (He didn’t disrupt)
2. Cherie and Quanyi are my past schoolmates and temporary employers.
3. I am his OGL i/c and medicine senior, though he’s older.
4. We met one year before at the gig where I played bass for The Gallbladders. We shook hands, and I think he said something, but I can’t remember. I really didn’t remember his face at all! Though he’d been thinking throughout camp that I looked really familiar. (Was wearing contacts for the gig.)

*blown away by the sheer coincidence*

And he’s a Gaiman freak too. Also has a cool tattoo of Anubis and an ankh on his shoulder.

Which brings me to a question I’ve been pondering for some time. Rie, what to get for her!

I had a good time. (very long entry ahead) Nevermind that things didn’t start off too well with a ‘weak’ name like “Tessio”.

the people I was with
At first I was a bit worried that the OGLs would be too quiet; Ben wouldn’t fit in; the OG would be too quiet. In the end all that was alright, because my OG had quite a few garang people. My OG is SHORT! All the guys are short; and the girls are even shorter! They still managed to thrash us M2s in Captain’s Ball, though – see later. They’re a great bunch and I like all of them (save for one that I dislike rather than simply not like), though I can talk better with the guys.

I’m glad that Ben sort of took charge whenever we had to get them moving to do their skit; he kinda directed the whole thing. Maybe that’s what his OGLs did for his group last year; mine just left us to our own devices back then.

games at the campsite
The result of the dry run I attended in NUS.

M.O.P — If anyone hated the station where you had to dip your head in a bucket of water, collect as much water as possible, and drip off into a bucket some distance away, kill Ruth. The games i/c got those who went for the dry run to suggest a game each. Guess whose idea the hair one was. And then they got one person from each OG to stick his head into the pail of water and mix the egg inside…our guy did such a good imitation of a washing machine we OGLs debated if we should send him for a brain scan after that.

Captain’s Cabbage — Playing captain’s ball with a cabbage which keeps shedding, a banana, a normal ball, and other things but durians. Quite a fun game.
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The wristbands were done yesterday, so I could spend today on myself.
Met Penance at Orchard to get back R.O.D at Brother’s demand; hope you managed to get your sling bag. Then went to Clarke Quay in search for candlesticks for Fright Night. I managed to bag 3 for $10!!! A clearance sale, so the original price of each candlestick was $25. I also saw rather decent-looking plastic food at one of the toy shops there; I’ve got to go back again some time.

After dinner it was a mad search for candles that would find in the candlesticks. Sigh. If I ever have to use them for cosplay I’ll make custom-width ones in advance.

[I found in my wardrobe an unopened pack of SIA playing cards.]

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*fleeting instant of panic* Joan, you’re not the anonymous commentor, are you?

[keyword: fleeting. i stick by my guns.]

It is impossible to find a pack of cards when you need one. I need them as props for Fright Night.