Ladies and gentlemen, meet my dad. 55 years strong, he works as a funeral undertaker.
The shot was taken with my newly acquired Minolta 50mm F1.7 prime! 7 circular aperture blades sure makes a nice bokeh!
Kao Pei | kaʊ beɪ | Vulgar Slang Hokkien | Verb | Literally means to cry out one's father's name. Refers to the act of ranting, or making noise.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Good Engrish Campaign: Unusual Price! NOW!!!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Good Engrish Campaign: Hang Ten Kids
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Jalan Raya with a Manjen (56kbps warning!!!)
18 Oct 2008
Special thanks to Syafiq (AKA wrong by default) for the wonderful drop of extra handful of bee hoon, it really went a long way... Finishing the lot of carbs, we went on to Mubarak's place for some hotplate action and of course, more drinks!
We spent the longest time at Zuli's place as we had to wait for Prince Mubarak to finish attending to his massive swarm of guests, 2 huge groups of them. Of course, since we spent the most time there, I'd spam more photos here. Some credit goes to Zuli's cats handsome and kurbit for being such nice hosts :)
Lol Syafiq and Siswand ALAF-ing (Act Like A Fool)
When you're out of ideas, anything's good. We headed down to Mustafa's place. Unfortunately only the Higher-Malay people know him so it was kinda awkward for me to go in anyways... He's got a cute lil' brother who's crazy over Ben10 though.
After this, we teleported over to pick up our last member... And there were 8 (don't know where mubarak and fiq went)
For our final stop, we made a trip down to Syafiq's place where the main attraction isn't just the burger...
Yes, we had a chance to peek into Syafiq's dark past as his mom started pouring out old photobooks! After some time wasting, the boys had to observe their prayers while the girls went into another room. The night's prayers are led by Mu. Lessons learnt? Don't walk in front of Muslim Men praying!
After much planning and even more cock-ups (thanks ah), we've finally managed to get things going and headed out for our Hari Raya (green packet) rounding :) Due to the legal/graphic nature of our mode of transport, I'll just keep it that we teleported around =p And who did I teleport with? the same group of people that colours differently from me!
The day started off at 11:00am, or what was supposed. A certain someone needed extra time to get ready so we spent some time waiting right at his doorstep.
With prince Mubarak finally ready, we headed down to Wani's house for starters. It's the first time I've had coke in quite a while already... Oh well! Phosphoric Acid, wash it down!
Very nicely, I thought I should introduce the first couple of the day. Look! They're even in matching clothes!
Special thanks to Syafiq (AKA wrong by default) for the wonderful drop of extra handful of bee hoon, it really went a long way... Finishing the lot of carbs, we went on to Mubarak's place for some hotplate action and of course, more drinks!
We spent the longest time at Zuli's place as we had to wait for Prince Mubarak to finish attending to his massive swarm of guests, 2 huge groups of them. Of course, since we spent the most time there, I'd spam more photos here. Some credit goes to Zuli's cats handsome and kurbit for being such nice hosts :)
Lol Syafiq and Siswand ALAF-ing (Act Like A Fool)
When you're out of ideas, anything's good. We headed down to Mustafa's place. Unfortunately only the Higher-Malay people know him so it was kinda awkward for me to go in anyways... He's got a cute lil' brother who's crazy over Ben10 though.
After this, we teleported over to pick up our last member... And there were 8 (don't know where mubarak and fiq went)
For our final stop, we made a trip down to Syafiq's place where the main attraction isn't just the burger...
Yes, we had a chance to peek into Syafiq's dark past as his mom started pouring out old photobooks! After some time wasting, the boys had to observe their prayers while the girls went into another room. The night's prayers are led by Mu. Lessons learnt? Don't walk in front of Muslim Men praying!
Friday, October 17, 2008
Vel-Cum
Welcome,
To the new flickriver badge that I've fixed onto the top left hand corner of this page.
Now you can view my most interesting photos with ease!
Welcome,
To the craploads of stress that I have to get rid off before I can function properly.
I suppose new songs and new friends can help me with them...
Welcome,
Welcome,
Welcome,
Now I think I'm checking my phone too often... See la!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Mimic
Like a parrot that imitates the sound of another, an actor mimics the actions and mindset of others.
So I walk into the acting workshop with that in mind, set to put myself in the mind of another and let that mind take over.
As part of our homework, we were required to define 'imitation', 'real' and 'natural'.
It all seemed to stand together to me. Of course, I have yet to do my research so what I'm typing here are purely opinions.
By imitation, isn't acting in it's essence imitating another person? even if that person does not exist, he does live in our imagination and that's how interpretations come in. Well, if imitations of acts were to be put up, wouldn't that be an imitation of an imitation?
And by real, how convincing can it get? while reality tv is the in thing of entertainment now, how does one make reality of a fictitious environment then? even with the greatest actors around, i believe that the closest we can get to a reality would be a life-like act.
Natural acts find no difficulty in their expression. and a natural actor would usually produce a 'real' act.
So I walk into the acting workshop with that in mind, set to put myself in the mind of another and let that mind take over.
As part of our homework, we were required to define 'imitation', 'real' and 'natural'.
It all seemed to stand together to me. Of course, I have yet to do my research so what I'm typing here are purely opinions.
By imitation, isn't acting in it's essence imitating another person? even if that person does not exist, he does live in our imagination and that's how interpretations come in. Well, if imitations of acts were to be put up, wouldn't that be an imitation of an imitation?
And by real, how convincing can it get? while reality tv is the in thing of entertainment now, how does one make reality of a fictitious environment then? even with the greatest actors around, i believe that the closest we can get to a reality would be a life-like act.
Natural acts find no difficulty in their expression. and a natural actor would usually produce a 'real' act.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
3323
Buy it for the upcoming 4D I tell ya.
Here's what happened,
On Friday I went over to NP to submit my 100 surveys for the Lien Foundation. As I've reached there only at 6pm, I've decided not to head down to Cathay Photo to pass my friends a copy of my Final Cut software (sorry guys).
After which, I headed back to Hougang. After which I gave dad a call, who told me to da bao (takeout/packet) some Hokkien prawn noodles after I'm done with my dinner. With that I headed down to Block 684 with Yeo for dinner.
Finishing the bowl of noodles, I headed over to Block 682 for dad's errand. By then I had clean forgotten about my messenger bag, which contained my Alpha, 4gb Ipod Nano and the Final Cut software. Finished packing and just headed home without my bag.
It wasn't until midnight when I realised what I had left behind and rushed down to the Kopitiam (Hawker Centre). Of course, even with my mom rushing along with me, it'd be impossible to find it considering the fact that I had left it there for at least 4 hours.
Strangely enough, my mother was the one who had trouble sleeping. While I was busy dreaming about running away from the police, my mom was flipping around in bed and keeping my dad awake haha!
The next day, I went down to the Kopitiam again and was told by the workers at the roasted food stall that one of the regulars had taken the bag after waiting for me. GREAT!
At 3pm I came back to the place and finally got back my bag. Indeed, there are good hearted people in this world! Dinner with dad and we bought the regulars 6 pints of Heineken as a token of appreciation. =)
Wassup with the number 3323? That's the last 4 numbers of my camera's Serial Number... Was intending to report it to the police until I actually found the bag... Yipee!
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Goodbye.Hello
Goodbye
Kyoko, Rie and I met up on the 29th of September for some Thai food in Kovan. As Kyoko would be returning to Shanghai the following day, we thought it would be good to put up something like a 'last lunch' sorta gathering. Did I say that she designed the massage chairs under the company OSIM? So cool la! キョンキョン、もっと連絡してね?お元気で。
Say hi to my newly acquired 28-85mm f3.5-4.5 Minolta AF lens! This baby sure packs a punch, featuring a macro switch and awesome optics! Of course, this will be replacing my sad Sony DT 17-80mm kit lens. *Cues Awe sound effect*
Kyoko, Rie and I met up on the 29th of September for some Thai food in Kovan. As Kyoko would be returning to Shanghai the following day, we thought it would be good to put up something like a 'last lunch' sorta gathering. Did I say that she designed the massage chairs under the company OSIM? So cool la! キョンキョン、もっと連絡してね?お元気で。
Speaking of the food, it's been a while since I've had Thai food. And the dish that I ordered was none other than the usual dinner that I'd get when there's no chicken rice - kapao gai (basil leaves and chicken). Now now, I already hear you moaning away wondering why couldn't I get something new for a change; I'd like to but I wanna see how authentic the stuff are first.
Overall, I'd say that it's about 90% similar to what you'd get on the streets of Bangkok. What's different? Soy sauce, it just tastes local... Great stuff nonetheless. You can even try out the hot sauce and I'd say they taste Thai! Just lacking the sprinkling of sugar over a hot plate of phad thai (thai fried noodles) that everyone goes for. I'd go there once in a while when I'm feeling rich though. $7 for an average meal is definitely not a Thai pricing my friend...
Hello
I suppose it's not that hard to let go of the kit lens in the end... After all, the pictures are great, colours look great and just check out the bokeh from the macro!
Yes I know... That's my dad with his boxers in the background, that's his sleeping wear.
Sleep liao! Oh yeah, anyone interested in going to Haw Par Villa before school begins?
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