Apparently my friends are pretty good at reading sounds.

yogi: sounds like half of the sean kingston song
karen: yogi u nonsense
yogi: you know which song or not
yogi: my ringtone
karen: OH OH OH OH OH OHHHHHH
yogi: yeahhh that one!
karen: ..
karen: u understand that isit yogi
karen: u loser!
yogi: hahahahahaha ok fine
yogi: FINE

karen: piak piak piak piak
karen: phrong prhrong kuack
karen: huack, yiaackk
karen: what are these?
kurumaya-san: donnie wacking baddies
karen: OMG
karem: HOW U KNOW
kurumaya-san: of coz
kurumaya-san: don't test me another one

Okay, I am just attempting to do last minute blogging before the year is over, cheatcheat.

Off the phone:

"Merry Christmas spinsters!"

Waarrghh

Stolen from Ashlyn:

This is my dream guy:



Ashlyn's:



Disjointed:



Intense? eeeeeee










I love this top:




And... The favourite wall:







Basically she got obsessed with the armless idea.










WHICH WAS SIAO, IT WAS DAMN TIRING.



AND DAMN UGLY




Cheep cheep cheep cheep.

My dad loves this.The whole peeing secretly thing. They were actually staring at goldfish.-.-

The Nutcracker was nice! We got first row tickets and I was totally blown away by a veryyy pretty dancer before the dry ice engulfed me and I couldn't stop giggling.

Anyway, Dah eeLeen XH and I finally got about to meeting up and we talked and ate and shopped, it's like a cycle that we keep repeating until we are tired. I love it. It is very strange because I keep tasting the caramelised banana at Canele, which was oddly very much like an apricot. Okay I don't think I make any sense, am exceedingly sleepy now.

Sometimes The Internet freaks me out. Its a platform for expression, no doubt. It disturbs me though, when it defamiliarises someone, and distorts my impression of a person. Do we assume a different persona on the internet community? I think it happens deliberately at times, an intentional deconstruction of identity to draw out multiple facets of selfhood. Isn't always that way of course, our identity could just as well be integrated and coordinated online.

wenyong: i'm at home
wenyong: clearing leaves
karen: har?
karen: clear what leaves?
wenyong: i got some leaves
wenyong: so i am clearing them
wenyong: HAHA
karen: garden?
wenyong: omg you thought literally leaves

eeeeks

goooonite!

I really should start blogging again, since my days are spent mostly busying myself with the homebodiness. If I ever got quarantined there wouldn't be much I had to get accustomed to. I'd be gleeful.

Met Ashlyn today ( edit: yesterday, because stupid lappy shut down on me last night ) , cheers to chipmunk spirit! We whiled our time in the usual manner, for lunch we had salmon avocado / japanese wanton carbonara, and we did artwork with red chilli powder. I LOVE avocado, it should replace apples as my favourite fruit. Or grapefruit - Although I really enjoy the juice more than the fruit.

omg.I.Am.So.Boring.

The rain came and destroyed our rooftop adventure, so we spent a lonngggg time decorating our wishball. Apparently we don't dream much because it was torturous filling up that white squiggy thing with our black ink. We then left branded with the customary marker blotches on our hands and arms, like molli molli girls. We then got drawn into the Mango sale and listened to super annoying dressing room exchange of words. ( Omg i havent worn anything nice for such a long time. No la! WHen was the last time I wore something nice? ) yucks yucks yucks yucks. Finally we trudged over to Esplanade to collect my tickets ( whee ) and got enthralled by... pink walls. Which seduced us into taking photos of invisible whirling arms. -.- In the darkness of the terrace rooftop my lousy phone camera produced nothing but.. grain. Shit it.

Some time back Shyan sent me this photo from Guy Bourdin, and I really liked it because it left me curious for an incredibly long time.



Sourced for some more photos by him, and I am blown away, they are definitely intriguing! I love the pictures.

Me: You want some milk?
Ash: There is enough milk in my milkshake.

• I am too lazy to blog, even when I have all the time in the world.
• I wish time did not move with the same speed.
• I want forgetting to be as easy as remembering, so I could forget at once.
• My intestines are filled with an abusive amount of maguro sashimi and sweet crab meat, and tiny fragments of crab shell
• I drink one cup of bubble tea everyday.
• I killed Zhu Ge Liang in a game.
• I like sequins.
• I like Paul Mcartney and Freddie Mercury.
• I think Cas Haley sounds like Bob Marley
• I am addicted to hearing voices float out of my phone.
• I am more often vertical than horizontal.

ash-karen: ur voice still sound like on helium

Hairpee birthday Ashlyn!

<3