STRESSED.
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Dear Readers,
Please come back in 1 weeks time because the Mingmongster is currently experiencing high levels of exam stress. His brain is currently saturated with auditing concepts and his life is a monotonous "sleep-wake-study-sleep" routine. Therefore, since there is practically nothing else interesting that's happening in his life, he has nothing more to report after the previous post.
So come back in about a weeks time and I should have something up again! Studying sucks.
The worst part: after my last exam in NTU, still got CFA. Kaoz.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 11:14 PM |
A Typical Mugging Day.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Its been almost 2 weeks of studying already, and I have only finished my first paper on Monday, while others like Ryan are officially graduates. To further exacerbate this torment of seeing more and more people disappearing from the seminar rooms, the end is still barely in sight with another 2 more weeks to go. Fortunately, its just another 2 papers. Unfortunately, they are not 2 simple papers.
A typical day studying at the seminar rooms does not only involve hardcore mugging, especially when you're in a group. Here's a sneak peek into a typical day in the life of a mugging undergraduate...
Studying for me begins usually after lunch, partly because I love to sleep. After a heary meal, I need to let my stomach settle first before I hit the books so I spend some time on the newspapers. When the blood finally decides to move back up to my brain from my stomach, I'll bring out the books start work.
Some people like to study with music, others like me don't (it distracts me). Some people study with their galfriends/boyfriends, others like me don't (not an option for me).
Some couples like Lydia and Teck Wee study side-by-side....
But they keep their levels of PDA to a minimum. PDA = Public Display of Affection.
However, for Teck & Lyd's case, they are more reputed for excessive PDV, Public Display of Violence. The receiving party is of course none other than Teck. Well, who's to decide what's the best way of showing your love for your bf/gf? Some people make love, while others prefer SM (Sado-Masochism).
Conversely, Alex and Fiona prefer to be more intimate when studying...the (erotic) massages, the cuddling, sleeping on each other's laps....
Alex claims that it gives him that added "Omph" to the blood circulation to his head, allowing him to stay invigorated.
However, I wonder which "head" the blood actually flows to. Evidently, his daily dosage of intimacy has left him shagged out. Its the usual scenario, the guy falling asleep while the girl is left awake giggling to herself when she recollects those wonderful few seconds.
Alex, you should remember that girls need that customary cuddle!
While some couples study together, studying can also bring people together. Often you see groups of friends studying for exams together, then after the exams, you notice some of them have hooked up! Usually they try to keep it under wraps during the study period by sitting as far apart from each other....
But we all know that they are actually secretly beo-ing each other when they think no one is looking. They try hard to deny it, but sometimes, all the evidence justs corroborates our suspicions. For example, if a guy and a girl are both joining a couple for a holiday after the exams. Sure, its just a holiday with friends. Sure, the 2 guys will share a room while the 2 girls share the other. But, in substance, we all know that its a double date.
I couldn't get an shot of both of these 2 prospective lovebirds together, neither could I get a shot of You Chun (if you all remember I had a post specially for him recently). You Chun "The Hand" pinned me to the floor and groped my family jewels just to get my phone when he found out I took a picture of him sleeping. He deleted all the pictures I took of him. Oh well, I have no choice but to use whatever random pictures I have of the 2 of them and try piecing them together, see what they would look like as a couple....
Hmmm...somehow, I think You Chun's "Shotgun Reloading Hand" muscles wouldn't be getting any bigger anymore.
Alright, enough about study room romance. So, the afternoon progresses and we all study in silence, sometimes taking short breaks when someone starts talking or cracks a joke. But usually, we all are in deep concentration, just like me.
As the afternoon wears on, the words in your books/notes become the only lullaby that you can read to yourself. People start getting tired, weary, and sian. Some would take a toilet break, others just slip into slumber...
Also, some of us would get hungry and crave for some snacks and tea in the mid-afternoon. Sometimes, some would be equipped with their arsenal of chips and chocolates. When no one has any food, someone has to go get some. But, the question is...who?
Gaohan would suggest, "Brian, why don't you go get some food for us?"
Brian would reply, "why me?"
Gaohan would say, "because I am lazy."
Brian would reply, "I am lazy too. Your legs are longer, can walk faster, you go."
At this point, Gaohan would say his favourite phrase...
"F#$% You!"
Brian, obviously not liking that, would retaliate with his phletora of expletives which he learnt during his Ah Beng days...
"You don't F$%@ me, you 12345678 #$#%$^% ^%&^%&^*&R#$)
Gaohan is taken aback, he never expected such an backlash from Brian. He scrambles under his jacket to hide, shivering in fear.
Meanwhile, in the background, Clarise, Brian's gf pulls his ears for showing off his vulgarities.
When the coast was clear, Gaohan climbs out from under his jacket and resumes studying, with his stomach still growling, while Brian and Clarise refuse to look at each other.
Amid all this commotion, some people still remain unstirred...For example, some are so focused on their work that they remain oblivious to their surroundings.
While others are so focused on sleeping that they remain oblivious to their surroundings...
Sometimes, we also have "visitors" in the room. Well, technically we're the visitors since we use the Graduate seminar rooms to study, i.e. meant for MBA students only. Somehow, NTU seems to be catering the MBA program to more Chinese (note that I did not use some other term I used before because the papers slammed a PSC scholar for making racist comments in his blog) than Singaporeans. In fact, I think I only see 1 Singaporean MBA student.
Anyway, we are nice people, so we let them come in and join the party...
(this is not considered racist or communist or derogatory right?)
Anyway, when dinner time comes, we have to decide which kopitiam we will patronize for the day. With cars aplenty, we can go to any of the kopitiams around NTU. Most of the time, the gals like Lydia and Ashley wouldn't want to come along because they want to watch their 7pm chinese show on TCS 8 in the lounge. So, they ask us to "tapao" for them.
For example, Ashley might ask Brian, "can you buy 2 packets of hokkien mee for Lydia and I?"
Brian would go, "you think I what?! Your maid ah!"
Then, Brian catches the look on Clarise's face from the corner of his eye, and goes "Okok, 2 packets of hokkien mee."
After dinner, I need time for my food to settle and for my blood to return to my brain, so I play Yahoo Literati, my current favourite game. Alex on the other hand would resume his PDA with his gf to direct his bloodflow from his belly to his head.
Night studying begins. Same old routine again. Study, get tired/sian, rest, study, get tired/sian, go to toilet...
But this time, when I opened the door to go out, I was given a shock by this horrifying "Scary Movie Killer" outside the door!
Oh my, what a ghastly face...
Once we get sick of studying, we go home/back to hall to slack/blog etc.
So that's basically what happens on a typically mugging day of an undergrad.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 2:30 AM |
New skin
Monday, April 18, 2005
Finally! A new skin! Did this myself and being a HTML dummy, I quite proud of it! Ha. But, of course, most of you probably can tell that's its just a simple switching of pictures using the previous HTML code. Yes, it sounds easy, but still it takes effort! Had to resize the background so that it fits perfectly into the screen without having the page scroll down. Though the scroll is still there, but its minimal and heck, I have a paper tomorrow! Don't know if I am feeling too confident, studied too much of Political Econs that I'm sick of it, or just plain lazy. Whatever it is, this was a great way to keep my mind off the paper tomorrow and get myself tired enough so that I won't spend time tossing and turning in bed later.
Had this idea for a while already and finally got down to doing it. And what better time than the night before your first paper huh. If I get a C, serves me right. (hope not!)
Evidently, Stephen Chow is my idol. I love his movies. Especially those earlier shows he did. I once made it a point to collect all his comedies, but eventually I decided it was too expensive (that was in JC i think). Maybe I shall start finishing my collection.
I feel his shows are starting to lose its original slapstick humour. Kungfu Hustle was more special effects and fighting than his trademark lame slapstick, though he did include a little (the flying knives part). Maybe its because he is trying to break into the Western market now, thus the change in his shows. Nevertheless, he's still the King of Comedy. However, I think in Kungfu Hustle, the crazy woman (left) was the star.
Time for bed. Wish me luck for my first paper, which is Ryan's last. Rats.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 1:02 AM |
The rise of new powers and the demise of the Great.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
In the past 2 weeks alone, there has been several shifts in powers around the world.
First, it was the demise of Pope John Paul II. The one and only pope known to a large proportion of Catholics, especially they younger generation. With the third longest pontificate in the history, he will definitely go down as one of the most remembered pope and face of the Catholic Church. His pressence also helped contributed to the end of Gorbachev's and Castro's communist rule. More amazingly, a mere 3 words from him, led to the liberation of Poland without spilling any blood. He survived an assasination and only to emerge with an act of stunning virtue: his forgiveness of his would-be assassin in his prison cell. Come Monday, the cardinals will gather in the Sistine Chapel to elect the next pontiff. Wonder if John Paul's successor will have as great as impact as he did.
Anyway, the Sistine Chapel is beautiful. Its walls and ceilings are covered with paintings by Michaelangelo.
This is on the main wall of the Sistine Chapel. Stretches all the way to the ceiling and corners. And trust me, the wall is HUGE. Its called "The Last Judgement" by Michaelangelo. Its really amazing how someone could actually cover the walls and the ceiling of the chapel with his paintings. Michaelangelo's famous "Creation of Man" is also found in the fresco ceiling of the chapel. Somehow, I feel that people of the past are more superior to modern man. We don't have such wonderful creations anymore. For example, I don't think the sculptures of Botero or Bourgeois are comparable to that of Michaelangelo or Donatello, bearing in mind that they didn't have high-tech tools in the past. Neither do I see the beauty in the so called "modern" art which sometimes requires nothing but a haphazard splashing of paint. It is the the Leonardos and Van Goghs that are drawing the crowds to museums. Although I couldn't see what's the fuss about the Mona Lisa, partly because there were too many people and they kept the queue moving, but Leonardo's other works are amazing. You have to see, to believe.
So, there goes the one Great man, with a new ruling power soon to to be elected.
Anyway, the picture of the Last Judgement is a poster on my room wall. Bought it from the Vatican.
Next, Monaco also has its own mourning to do with the passing of Prince Rainer. Famous for his wedding to Grace Kelly, but also expanding the principality's economy beyong its gambling base. Anyway, Monaco is a nice place, more for a day trip from Nice. Nice marina filled with yachts and the casino lined with ferraris, porsches and lambourghinis, though you need to pay to enter the damn casino.
So this also great monarch has gone, and his son Albert will succeed him. Prince Albert, though, I seriously doubt his capacity to succeed his lofty father.
Finally, the one closest to my heart. The downfall, or impending downfall of a dynasty in the local schools rugby scene. ACS(I) was once again defeated at the hands of the Saints in the B Division for the second year (at least its not the green Waffles who beat us). Anyway, Saints used to be the powerhouse of rugby when the game was first included as an inter-school sport. They ruled for years till they were overthrown by the green Waffles. The Saints have this song that their supporters always sing. "Oh when the saints, go marching in....". I guess when Waffles beat them repeatedly in the past, Saints were really marching... into the dumps. Then Waffles ruled the rugby schools fraternity for the another long period.
However, in 1994, someone in the land of red, blue and gold decided to do something. The green Waffles had to be stopped! So this burly rugby coach cum Lit teacher, came knocking on every sec 1 classroom one fine day, and pulled many innocent young boys out of their classrooms. They had their names taken down, and were asked to report for a TRIAL. Among those picked was a nerdy top student called Mingmong. heh.
Anyway, shall cut the story short, but one day I will do a story on us huh guys. Wait till I get my hands on some pics of you all.
So this team went on to win the C Div title, and the B Div title (the first in 34 years) for ACS(I). We were A students, but still we pushed aside all self-interests to go to ACJC as a team, and complete our collection of titles with the A Div title. Since our team, ACS(I) has went on to win both C and B titles for years. So did the ACJC dudes.
But now, AC's dominance as the rugby power house of the decade has been broken. Seems like the gauntlet is going back to Saints. Their rise to ascendency has finally come. Hopefully its not for long.
Sigh.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 3:18 AM |
The most deadly F
Friday, April 15, 2005
Since 1950, there was only 1 F known to most people. And that is F1, Formula One racing. It was a mean sport where men raced their lives away at breakneck speeds, just to finish at the podium to spray champagne at the race queens. Some rise to fame, as have Schumacher and Lauda, however, others are not so lucky and are killed, injured or comatose as a result. Thus, for most of the 20th century, the first and only F known to most people was F1 racing. This F was indeed something which is not for the faint-hearted, and only the brave will be part of it. Kudos to the F1 racers. You guys are the meanest! This F can definitely kill if you don't hit the brakes well.
Other than the F1 racers, you have the F3 fighter pilots, who also make up another group of macho men. They fly faster than the F1 pilots, and at high altitudes even. They sometimes have to go bomb some terrorists, or do spectacular stunts at air shows etc. Need I say more, they are definitely a bunch of mean dudes. Yet another F that certainly could kill.
Then, a few years ago, Taiwan decided that they too wanted to have an F too. They came up with F4. One would expect that the higher the number, the more dangerous it would be. And yes this theory is definitely correct! This F4 group of 4 blokes tinker with death in such a way that is beyond fathom! F1 racers play with speed. F3 pilots fool around with speed, altitude and war. F4 does the unimaginable. They sing among meteors. Actually, the meteors are not the scariest thing they mess around with. Its the "mountain vegetable" that some of them have to handle. Totally horrifying.
Ok that's that. Today's papers alerted us to a new F. The most deadly one of them all I feel. Its the F2N2 influenza virus. It killed almost 4 million people in the 1957 pandemic. Now that's deadly. Apparently, the WHO actually sent it to many labs around the world as part of their educational package. Now, labs around the world are rushing to destroy this virus. This is scary! What if some mad scientist decides to use it and threaten the world?! This is bad.
So which is the most deadly F of the lot? I would say F2N2.
For example, say the best F1 racer tries to mess around with F2N2...
Or, given the hunky F4 can frolic in a meteor garden, they can just try sniffing some F2N2...
The point is, the labs better destroy all of it and not let it get into the wrong hands. Otherwise...
I quote Russel Peters, "Somebody is gonna get a hurt real soon!".
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 12:37 AM |
Petals around the Rose
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Just when the exams are round the corner, and you're feeling unconfident of your intellectual abilities, here's a test to prove you right, or wrong! Ha. Well, seems like my brain is still working well.
Try this. Petals around the Rose.
I got it in 2 tries. Heh.
I know someone who got it in one try though, Daphne Teo's bf, cos I got this from her blog.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 12:41 AM |
Good aunties, bad aunties
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Last Saturday, the day I got piss drunk, on the way home from hall, I stopped by NTUC at Jurong Point to get some wine to bring to my friend's place. I was browsing around the pathetic variety of wine at the wine section was having a hard time deciding what to get. Then I noticed board describing the various types of wine etc. So I took some time to read what they had to say. They mentioned the Cab. Sav., Merlot, Shiraz, Bordeaux, etc.
So there I was, with my earphones in my ears, listening to Michael Jackson's "Beat It" (well, his pedophiliac ways certainly did help create some publicity for him), and getting myself immersed in reading about wines, when I heard a whisper in my ears. I thought it was the music playing tricks on my me. But the next moment I felt a pressence beside me. I looked down from the board and turned to my left. Got taken aback by the sight of a curly brown haired Auntie with luscious red lipstick and heavily powdered face. She was gesturing to her face and saying something which I couldn't quite hear because Michael was saying "just beat it" quite loudly.
I took out my earphones and said "HAR?!".
Auntie who looks like a mamasan says, "Xiao di, ni yao bu yao mai cream lai zhi ni de pimple scar?" (translated in English: Ah boy, do you want to buy cream to cure your pimple scar?)
I stared at her for a moment. I rolled my eyes. Stuffed my earphones back into my ears. Turned to the wine board and gave her the hand sign that says... Beat It!
This is one of the things which gets to me sometimes, and I don't understand why these cosmetic companies actually hire such Aunties to promote their products. Somehow this seems to happen to me a lot. In another recent instance in JP Guardian. I went in just to get myself a face wash. So I was looking around the shelves for the Garnier one I use. Then I was attacked by this Auntie.
Auntie: Xiao di, ni zai zhao se me? (Ah boy, what are you looking for?)
Me: Face wash.
Auntie: Yao bu yao wo jie shao yi ge gei ni? Hen hao de! You xiao xiao li de dong xi zai li mian......(basically, she said why not I introduce you a good one. There's microbeads inside to help you wash away the dirt and blah blah blah. When I asked how much, she said $25. WTH!)
So I just said no thanks, and continued looking. Just as I took 3 steps to the next shelf, I was attacked by another Auntie. This time, the new auntie said (in chinese but I shall translate), "ah boy, you want to try a pimple cream?"
Wah, I couldn't believe the just won't leave me alone. I just need a face wash! I found what I wanted, paid and quickly made my way out of the shop. As I was heading for the exit, I noticed another auntie. She was selling slimming products. I siam-ed to the other side of the exit.
How can anyone sell something when the first thing that comes out of her mouth is a direct shot at your face? I mean, I know I have "a few" pimple scars, but don't need to tell me in the face mah! Wonder if they actually sell any with the marketing skills they have.
On Sunday night, while I was waiting for a bus home, I was at this dark bus stop at Bedok. Was just sitting there waiting for my bus when I noticed a fat cockroach crawling on the floor. It crawled nearer and nearer me. Then it stopped about a meter in front of where I sat. And faced me. I looked at it, and thought to myself, "Fuck off!". Well, I was didn't really expect the cockroach to be able to read human minds. Well, apparently they do. And they listen to what you tell them to do too.
The bloody cockroach opened its wings and flew straight at my face. Luckily I reacted quickly, and I jumped out of my seat. I turned and looked behind and it was no where to be seen. Then, I heard someone call out to me from behind. It was an auntie.
Auntie (whispers as though she's afraid of something) : "Boy, its on your back..."
I froze.
Then I jumped and took a swipe at my back. Felt nothing.
Then came this young and quite pretty girl from behind, used her purse and too a swipe at my back. Felt something crawl up my hair! I didn't dare move. She took another swipe and I saw the cockroach fall to the ground.
I turned around and thanked the pretty lady. Then the auntie who was hiding behind, walked up and said to the girl in awe, "wahh, you not scared ah?"
Actually, there is no point in this post. Just talking crap while waiting for the Bayern-Chelsea match to start, which has started incidentally.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 1:53 AM |
Hangover
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Exams coming. Weekend. Study? No.
Saturday night. Got dead drunk. Worst ever in fact. Think its because I haven't been drinking/clubbing for quite some time, so my alcohol tolerance went down. But, then again drinking 5 bottles of wine between 4 people, think that's not too little either. After 4 bottles, my dear friend KO-ed. He spent some time in the toilet being our reknown Singapore landmark....
Just a point to note, never be the first one to go down when drinking in a group. Because the poor soul who goes down first, usually gets the worst things done to him by those who are still sober. Eg, drawing the body/face with a marker, stripping, taking nude photos...etc
After he went down, the remaining 3 of us opened the 5th bottle. Think that was what killed me. Had to down 2 glasses at 1 go. After that, the world started spinning. Tried to walk it off, but well, when it gets to ur head, there's no escaping it anymore. So, it was my turn to visit the toilet, and I just plopped down on the sofa and slept. Throughout the night, I had regular visits to the toilet and it was pure misery. I hate puking btw. In the morning, I had to get up at 730am to send the car back home for my dad. And, driving back was tough man. I was still feeling the effects of the alcohol on my brain. But, I still managed to get back in one piece and plopped right back into bed. Oh, visited the toilet again before I slept. Gonna expect some nagging from my mommy for drink driving. She didn't know about it but now she will. But too bad Mom! I won't be home till after exams! Muahahahaha!
Anyway, I had to get up at noon because I had a pre-arranged date. Had to force myself out of bed, spend some time in the toilet heaving again. At that point, nothing much was coming out already, but I just had to do it. Pure torture and suffering. I really wonder why I subject myself to such misery. From that moment, I decided to stay away from excessive drinking. Forever!
If only there was a "morning-after" pill to cure hangovers man. In fact, I think I am still feeling the after effects of that night. Still feel a little giddy in the head.
Anyway, for that pre-arranged date, I went to watch Boeing Boeing, a local production by W!ld Rice. I highly recommend it to everyone. Its the best local play I've watched so far. Basically, its about this dude (Lim Yu Beng) who has 3 girlfriends who are all air stewardesses. One Singaporean, one Honkie and one Japanese. The 3 girls were really hilarious, especially their various accents. If you thought Russel Peters was funny, they are even funnier!!! Not to mention the Filipino maid character also. So, to those who are damn free, or wanna take a break from studying, go watch Boeing Boeing. They run till the end of this month, so DO NOT MISS IT! You can pay about $45 to get the best seats in the Stall, but if you don't wanna spend too much, you can always get the cheaper Circle seats. But, its worth every cent. Its great for a date, and also great to watch with friends. Watch it!
Anyway, just to update, the winner of this year's Cleo's 50 most EB is none other than Brendon Lim. Well, I guess the theory is once again proven. The winner is always on the cover of the magazine. So its all bullshit when they say the winner got the most votes cos its all predetermined, aka Kelong. So girls, next time don't bother voting for your favourite, cos the votes don't matter. But then again, if you wanna win those prizes they offer for getting the right winner, just vote for the one on the cover.
Somehow, I cannot seem to access my own blog today. Everyone else can access it except the owner himself. This is ridiculous. I almost couldn't access blogspot too, and only managed to after trying and trying. The little irritating things about blogging.
Ok. Time to sleep. Its another day of mugging tomorrow. How fun.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 1:40 AM |
Bespelled
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
This is my latest way of slacking. Bespelled. I've always had a thing for word games like Scrabble, Text Twist, etc. All of which, of course I am excellent in. Haha. Ok maybe not excellent, but I would like to think that I have a knack for it. Just like how I always save my Mommy from dying at Text Twist by answering her cry for help, and appearing in time to guess the 6 letter word to let her go to the next round. She recorded a high score of 200000+ with the help of yours truly.
Anyway, this is just to show that I'm not just into Mahjong. Like I told Josh, Mahjong is a game which stimulates your mind, exercises your arms as you swim and trains your concentration. So the conclusion is, I play INTELLECTUAL games. heh.
Anyway, Teckie/Annie introduced this to me last week when we were bored in the lab while waiting for our next lesson. So he decided to challenge me to it. Him being a seasoned player, and I, a newbie. Well, of course he knew how the game works so he had a higher score than me when it was time to go. But he goes for small little words while I go for the big ones. Anyway, I tried it out after I went back that day and got the hang of it.
Till now, I've played it 4 times. And here's my score.
I would say this is not too bad for a 4th timer huh. Heh.
Just in case you all can't see it too clearly... My score is 1268010. My longest word is FAMINES. My best word is UNDER (3900 points). And my rank is SUPER DICTIONARIAN (can't remember what level that is, maybe level 15 or smtg)!
Click HERE to try it out! How about a drink to someone who beats my score? haha. Oh yes, I still owe Pingpong and Meryl a drink. Haha. But, if I beat your score later on, then too bad.
WARNING: This game takes a hell of a long time to play. I had to leave the comp on overnight and go to sleep because I couldn't seem to die! Had to continue the next day. Hah. Actually I got quite sick of it after a while, so I had to let myself die. heh.
So, those with exams, don't say I didn't warn you! But of course, maybe you wouldn't last so long. hehe.
Ok, I'm officially starting work TONIGHT. Cannot "put water" to Annie anymore, otherwise he "look me no up".
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 5:49 PM |
Hunk and Babe watch 2
Monday, April 04, 2005
Alright alright, that was a poor April Fool's Joke. And Josh had to comment immediately that its a joke, that's why the censure came in. Haha. Oh well, guess those who know me well enough would have figured it out. I suppose the date gave it away. Though I did get some pple asking me why I wanted to close down the blog. Heh. I guess I wouldn't close this down, but more likely I will soon have no more time to write as much with the exams coming up. Then after my last exam in NTU, have to study for CFA, then I will be gone for my trip for a month or so, then it will be out to the dreaded working world. But it the meantime, enjoy this "free entertainment" (I quote Teckie) while it lasts!
Over the weekend, I finally walked around the Esplanade for the first time. I know I sound rather suaku, but single guys really don't go out much. But, I have watched Singing in the Rain at the Esplanade before, just that I didn't walk around the place to check it out. So now I know what's at the Esplanade mall, I know where the breakdancers do their stuff, and I ate the chocolate strawberrys. Felt just like one of the tourists there. To top of the evening was a hearty meal at Marche. Haven't treated myself to such good food in a while man.
Got cheated also this weekend by Sportslink. Bought a new skipping rope because the one minimingmong lent me is kinda spoilt. Skipping a bit now to burn some fats and do some self-physio for my leg. Its much less boring than running. Anyway, I saw this skipping rope which was going at $18 because it had a ticker to count the number of skips you do. The normal one was going at $7. So I decided to make that added $10 investment. BUT, I just tried it out and the bloody ticker doesn't work! Bloody hell.
Also during the weekend, we had our final Mahjong session before the exams. It was the worst night I had ever man. First, my nose started to give me problems. It was already a little runny the whole day but when I was in the air-con room, it got worse and at the end of the night, I used up 3/4 box of tissue, rubbed my nose till the skin is broken, and I've got a pimple on my upper lip now (somehow I attribute it to blowing my nose too much). While I was playing, I also started to develop a headache, which just made me lose all concentration. BUT, the worst part of the night was getting RAPED by Huijing. Imagine, playing 20/40, she can win $80, and I lost $65. *Faint*. She broke my record of the most winnings in a night, and I broke my record of the most losses in a night. The rampage came halfway through the 2 1/2 rounds where she started to win almost every single round with not less than 4 tai. The ultimate was when she hit that 7 tai via a HUA SHANG (add 1 tai) that KA the 1,2,3,4 flowers (add 2 tai) and it was a MEN QING (add 1 tai). After that, she still continued with a few more 4 and 5 tais until I finally surrendered to her and to my headache. Had to stop the game cos my headache was getting too painful.
After the night where Teckie and I were raped by Huijing and her friend Mel(Alex wanted to "study" that night, but he was just hum ji) Teckie lost $26, and he had nothing much to say to Huijing, so he just let his fingers do the talking.
What his fingers or finger was trying to say, is that "This is the last time you will rape me like that. Next time we meet, it won't only be my finger that's gonna talk."
For me, I had nothing more to say... I just collapsed in shock...and foamed...
Alrights. Its a new month, and its time for the mouth-watering segment again. After much thought, I have decided who shall be this month's hunk.
Mr Leon Foo!
This is Ryan's current fitness instructor. I was actually thinking of putting Ryan as my hunk this month since he is really working hard at becoming one with his daily work-outs and his smoothness with the gals. Just look at the number of girls who publicly declare their love for him on April Fools Day. But, then I figured since he is still a half-baked hunk, I should not call him one yet, otherwise he might get complacent and stop his work out regime. So the spotlight thus shines on his Commando trained instructor.
Leon Foo. I usually refer to him as Leonie. And when he drinks tea, he's Tea Leoni. He is the hottest guy in NBS, with a fan base as large as Ryan's Tummy. Along with Jane, who's also his good friend, they make heads turn as they strut through the canteen or computer labs. Jane of course is the hottest gal in NBS, and Leon is the hottest guy. But fortunately, they're not a couple. Leon is fit, reputed to have great abs, and is an awfully nice guy. He's highly socialable and seems to make friends as easily as Ryan gains weight. A very good example is how Ryan and him have become good friends overnight. And I think the barely knew each other just a month ago. Now, Ryan even calls him Furby so intimately.
Here are some exerpts from my interview with Leonie...
Mingmong: Hey Leon, aren't you gonna have something to eat?
Leonie: Nah, I'm fine with my tea. After training Ryan, I told myself to never let myself be so fat, ever.
Mingmong: Ryan? Oh yeah, seems like he's getting bigger these days. He's really trying hard to be a hunk like you huh?
Leonie: Yeah. But its hard for him I guess.
Mingmong: Why's that?
Leonie: Haven't you heard? How hot you can be is determined by how many words you can make with your surname by adding a letter to it.
Mingmong: Oh? That's new. I haven't heard of that. *baffled*
Leonie: Yeah, see I can make 4 words with my surname. Food, Fook, Fool, and Foot!
Mingmong: Wow! Let me see if I can do that. *ponders*.....I think can do 5! Lima, Limb, Lime, Limo and Limp! Does that mean I can be hotter than you???
Leonie: Err...No. Because you need to be able to make a sentence with the words before its applicable.
Mingmong: Har? Can you?
Leonie: Yeah! Its like this... FOOK! I dropped my FOOD on my FOOT! I'm such a FOOL!
Mingmong: I see...let me try... I was in LIMA drinking LIME juice and listening to LIMP Biskit when I was knocked by a LIMO and broke my LIMB.
Leonie: Alright. You're hotter than me. Sigh. But now you know why Ryan can't be a hunk. You can't make a single word with Goh!
Mingmong: Yeah that's true. Poor Ryan.
Next, the babe of the month. I actually wanted Jane to be in it, since she and Leon are the Hottest 2 people in NBS. But, I decided to introduce someone else instead.
Ms Fiona Cai.
Well, this is to compensate her since she seemed rather unhappy this afternoon when I told her that her zip was undone. Well, though she was like 10 metres away, I had to prevent other guys in the canteen from seeing her open zip, so I shouted out to her and told her about it. She was of course embarrassed about it and used the file to cover her "privates". I thought she would thank me for telling her about it, but she called Lydia to complain to her and I got the usual "ferguson-style hair-dryer treatment" from Lyd. Then she told Rika about it and I got a tongue-lashing too! Oh wells, next time I see her zip open, I better not tell her. But since she was a little "pek" with me, I decided to be nice and let her be my babe of the month.
Anyways, Fiona was 3rd place in the NBS pageant 2 years ago. She's tall, very slim, tanned for now, and my chikopek marketing tutor's favourite student. Currently single, and is attracting a lot of attention from people. Eg. Refer to previous post. heh. And also, my year one neighbours asked me last week, "who's that year 3 nbs girl in our hall you always talk to? Very slim and pretty one." And of course, I'm sure there are a lot of other suitors coming along.
Anyway, I had a short interview with her too...
Mingmong: Hey Fiona, not in pants today?
Fiona: Nah, I'll stick to skirts. Zips are too troublesome.
Mingmong: Well, I didn't really see much. Its not as bad as guys who have their zips open and their shirt sticking out through it.
Fiona: Yea yea, luckily I was prepared that day.
Mingmong: Yeah, good thing you listened to your mama.
Fiona: Alright change topic.
Mingmong: Nice ipod you've got there. So what's your favourite song?
Fiona: Oh. I like Open Fly for All Guys by Showcase.
Mingmong: You mean, Pretty Fly for a White Guy by Basketcase?
Fiona: Oh yah, that's the title, keep forgetting it.
Alrights, before she slaughters me the next time she sees me, I better put up a better picture of her.
I admit. I ripped it from her friendster, but I had no choice cos I don't have any glam pics of her!
I know I said I wouldn't close down this blog. But, if I don't post anything up again after this, I am probably murdered and lying in a ditch with my zip undone.
Till next time!
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 11:55 PM |
The end of Mingmongster
Friday, April 01, 2005
Effective from today, Mingmongster shall be permanently shut down. This is due to numerous anonymous complaints and attacks saying that the entries display a poor sense of humour and lack of intellectual depth. In addition, some have expressed their displeasure at being the butt of some jokes while others feel that they have been misrepresented.
To prevent further complaints and salvage whatever friendships the author has with his friends, Mingmong regrets to announce the end of Mingmongster. He thanks the minority few who have supported him thus far and seeks forgiveness from those who have been unintentionally hurt in the process.
Thanks.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 11:59 PM |
STRESSED.
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Dear Readers,
Please come back in 1 weeks time because the Mingmongster is currently experiencing high levels of exam stress. His brain is currently saturated with auditing concepts and his life is a monotonous "sleep-wake-study-sleep" routine. Therefore, since there is practically nothing else interesting that's happening in his life, he has nothing more to report after the previous post.
So come back in about a weeks time and I should have something up again! Studying sucks.
The worst part: after my last exam in NTU, still got CFA. Kaoz.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 11:14 PM |
A Typical Mugging Day.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Its been almost 2 weeks of studying already, and I have only finished my first paper on Monday, while others like Ryan are officially graduates. To further exacerbate this torment of seeing more and more people disappearing from the seminar rooms, the end is still barely in sight with another 2 more weeks to go. Fortunately, its just another 2 papers. Unfortunately, they are not 2 simple papers.
A typical day studying at the seminar rooms does not only involve hardcore mugging, especially when you're in a group. Here's a sneak peek into a typical day in the life of a mugging undergraduate...
Studying for me begins usually after lunch, partly because I love to sleep. After a heary meal, I need to let my stomach settle first before I hit the books so I spend some time on the newspapers. When the blood finally decides to move back up to my brain from my stomach, I'll bring out the books start work.
Some people like to study with music, others like me don't (it distracts me). Some people study with their galfriends/boyfriends, others like me don't (not an option for me).
Some couples like Lydia and Teck Wee study side-by-side....
But they keep their levels of PDA to a minimum. PDA = Public Display of Affection.
However, for Teck & Lyd's case, they are more reputed for excessive PDV, Public Display of Violence. The receiving party is of course none other than Teck. Well, who's to decide what's the best way of showing your love for your bf/gf? Some people make love, while others prefer SM (Sado-Masochism).
Conversely, Alex and Fiona prefer to be more intimate when studying...the (erotic) massages, the cuddling, sleeping on each other's laps....
Alex claims that it gives him that added "Omph" to the blood circulation to his head, allowing him to stay invigorated.
However, I wonder which "head" the blood actually flows to. Evidently, his daily dosage of intimacy has left him shagged out. Its the usual scenario, the guy falling asleep while the girl is left awake giggling to herself when she recollects those wonderful few seconds.
Alex, you should remember that girls need that customary cuddle!
While some couples study together, studying can also bring people together. Often you see groups of friends studying for exams together, then after the exams, you notice some of them have hooked up! Usually they try to keep it under wraps during the study period by sitting as far apart from each other....
But we all know that they are actually secretly beo-ing each other when they think no one is looking. They try hard to deny it, but sometimes, all the evidence justs corroborates our suspicions. For example, if a guy and a girl are both joining a couple for a holiday after the exams. Sure, its just a holiday with friends. Sure, the 2 guys will share a room while the 2 girls share the other. But, in substance, we all know that its a double date.
I couldn't get an shot of both of these 2 prospective lovebirds together, neither could I get a shot of You Chun (if you all remember I had a post specially for him recently). You Chun "The Hand" pinned me to the floor and groped my family jewels just to get my phone when he found out I took a picture of him sleeping. He deleted all the pictures I took of him. Oh well, I have no choice but to use whatever random pictures I have of the 2 of them and try piecing them together, see what they would look like as a couple....
Hmmm...somehow, I think You Chun's "Shotgun Reloading Hand" muscles wouldn't be getting any bigger anymore.
Alright, enough about study room romance. So, the afternoon progresses and we all study in silence, sometimes taking short breaks when someone starts talking or cracks a joke. But usually, we all are in deep concentration, just like me.
As the afternoon wears on, the words in your books/notes become the only lullaby that you can read to yourself. People start getting tired, weary, and sian. Some would take a toilet break, others just slip into slumber...
Also, some of us would get hungry and crave for some snacks and tea in the mid-afternoon. Sometimes, some would be equipped with their arsenal of chips and chocolates. When no one has any food, someone has to go get some. But, the question is...who?
Gaohan would suggest, "Brian, why don't you go get some food for us?"
Brian would reply, "why me?"
Gaohan would say, "because I am lazy."
Brian would reply, "I am lazy too. Your legs are longer, can walk faster, you go."
At this point, Gaohan would say his favourite phrase...
"F#$% You!"
Brian, obviously not liking that, would retaliate with his phletora of expletives which he learnt during his Ah Beng days...
"You don't F$%@ me, you 12345678 #$#%$^% ^%&^%&^*&R#$)
Gaohan is taken aback, he never expected such an backlash from Brian. He scrambles under his jacket to hide, shivering in fear.
Meanwhile, in the background, Clarise, Brian's gf pulls his ears for showing off his vulgarities.
When the coast was clear, Gaohan climbs out from under his jacket and resumes studying, with his stomach still growling, while Brian and Clarise refuse to look at each other.
Amid all this commotion, some people still remain unstirred...For example, some are so focused on their work that they remain oblivious to their surroundings.
While others are so focused on sleeping that they remain oblivious to their surroundings...
Sometimes, we also have "visitors" in the room. Well, technically we're the visitors since we use the Graduate seminar rooms to study, i.e. meant for MBA students only. Somehow, NTU seems to be catering the MBA program to more Chinese (note that I did not use some other term I used before because the papers slammed a PSC scholar for making racist comments in his blog) than Singaporeans. In fact, I think I only see 1 Singaporean MBA student.
Anyway, we are nice people, so we let them come in and join the party...
(this is not considered racist or communist or derogatory right?)
Anyway, when dinner time comes, we have to decide which kopitiam we will patronize for the day. With cars aplenty, we can go to any of the kopitiams around NTU. Most of the time, the gals like Lydia and Ashley wouldn't want to come along because they want to watch their 7pm chinese show on TCS 8 in the lounge. So, they ask us to "tapao" for them.
For example, Ashley might ask Brian, "can you buy 2 packets of hokkien mee for Lydia and I?"
Brian would go, "you think I what?! Your maid ah!"
Then, Brian catches the look on Clarise's face from the corner of his eye, and goes "Okok, 2 packets of hokkien mee."
After dinner, I need time for my food to settle and for my blood to return to my brain, so I play Yahoo Literati, my current favourite game. Alex on the other hand would resume his PDA with his gf to direct his bloodflow from his belly to his head.
Night studying begins. Same old routine again. Study, get tired/sian, rest, study, get tired/sian, go to toilet...
But this time, when I opened the door to go out, I was given a shock by this horrifying "Scary Movie Killer" outside the door!
Oh my, what a ghastly face...
Once we get sick of studying, we go home/back to hall to slack/blog etc.
So that's basically what happens on a typically mugging day of an undergrad.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 2:30 AM |
New skin
Monday, April 18, 2005
Finally! A new skin! Did this myself and being a HTML dummy, I quite proud of it! Ha. But, of course, most of you probably can tell that's its just a simple switching of pictures using the previous HTML code. Yes, it sounds easy, but still it takes effort! Had to resize the background so that it fits perfectly into the screen without having the page scroll down. Though the scroll is still there, but its minimal and heck, I have a paper tomorrow! Don't know if I am feeling too confident, studied too much of Political Econs that I'm sick of it, or just plain lazy. Whatever it is, this was a great way to keep my mind off the paper tomorrow and get myself tired enough so that I won't spend time tossing and turning in bed later.
Had this idea for a while already and finally got down to doing it. And what better time than the night before your first paper huh. If I get a C, serves me right. (hope not!)
Evidently, Stephen Chow is my idol. I love his movies. Especially those earlier shows he did. I once made it a point to collect all his comedies, but eventually I decided it was too expensive (that was in JC i think). Maybe I shall start finishing my collection.
I feel his shows are starting to lose its original slapstick humour. Kungfu Hustle was more special effects and fighting than his trademark lame slapstick, though he did include a little (the flying knives part). Maybe its because he is trying to break into the Western market now, thus the change in his shows. Nevertheless, he's still the King of Comedy. However, I think in Kungfu Hustle, the crazy woman (left) was the star.
Time for bed. Wish me luck for my first paper, which is Ryan's last. Rats.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 1:02 AM |
The rise of new powers and the demise of the Great.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
In the past 2 weeks alone, there has been several shifts in powers around the world.
First, it was the demise of Pope John Paul II. The one and only pope known to a large proportion of Catholics, especially they younger generation. With the third longest pontificate in the history, he will definitely go down as one of the most remembered pope and face of the Catholic Church. His pressence also helped contributed to the end of Gorbachev's and Castro's communist rule. More amazingly, a mere 3 words from him, led to the liberation of Poland without spilling any blood. He survived an assasination and only to emerge with an act of stunning virtue: his forgiveness of his would-be assassin in his prison cell. Come Monday, the cardinals will gather in the Sistine Chapel to elect the next pontiff. Wonder if John Paul's successor will have as great as impact as he did.
Anyway, the Sistine Chapel is beautiful. Its walls and ceilings are covered with paintings by Michaelangelo.
This is on the main wall of the Sistine Chapel. Stretches all the way to the ceiling and corners. And trust me, the wall is HUGE. Its called "The Last Judgement" by Michaelangelo. Its really amazing how someone could actually cover the walls and the ceiling of the chapel with his paintings. Michaelangelo's famous "Creation of Man" is also found in the fresco ceiling of the chapel. Somehow, I feel that people of the past are more superior to modern man. We don't have such wonderful creations anymore. For example, I don't think the sculptures of Botero or Bourgeois are comparable to that of Michaelangelo or Donatello, bearing in mind that they didn't have high-tech tools in the past. Neither do I see the beauty in the so called "modern" art which sometimes requires nothing but a haphazard splashing of paint. It is the the Leonardos and Van Goghs that are drawing the crowds to museums. Although I couldn't see what's the fuss about the Mona Lisa, partly because there were too many people and they kept the queue moving, but Leonardo's other works are amazing. You have to see, to believe.
So, there goes the one Great man, with a new ruling power soon to to be elected.
Anyway, the picture of the Last Judgement is a poster on my room wall. Bought it from the Vatican.
Next, Monaco also has its own mourning to do with the passing of Prince Rainer. Famous for his wedding to Grace Kelly, but also expanding the principality's economy beyong its gambling base. Anyway, Monaco is a nice place, more for a day trip from Nice. Nice marina filled with yachts and the casino lined with ferraris, porsches and lambourghinis, though you need to pay to enter the damn casino.
So this also great monarch has gone, and his son Albert will succeed him. Prince Albert, though, I seriously doubt his capacity to succeed his lofty father.
Finally, the one closest to my heart. The downfall, or impending downfall of a dynasty in the local schools rugby scene. ACS(I) was once again defeated at the hands of the Saints in the B Division for the second year (at least its not the green Waffles who beat us). Anyway, Saints used to be the powerhouse of rugby when the game was first included as an inter-school sport. They ruled for years till they were overthrown by the green Waffles. The Saints have this song that their supporters always sing. "Oh when the saints, go marching in....". I guess when Waffles beat them repeatedly in the past, Saints were really marching... into the dumps. Then Waffles ruled the rugby schools fraternity for the another long period.
However, in 1994, someone in the land of red, blue and gold decided to do something. The green Waffles had to be stopped! So this burly rugby coach cum Lit teacher, came knocking on every sec 1 classroom one fine day, and pulled many innocent young boys out of their classrooms. They had their names taken down, and were asked to report for a TRIAL. Among those picked was a nerdy top student called Mingmong. heh.
Anyway, shall cut the story short, but one day I will do a story on us huh guys. Wait till I get my hands on some pics of you all.
So this team went on to win the C Div title, and the B Div title (the first in 34 years) for ACS(I). We were A students, but still we pushed aside all self-interests to go to ACJC as a team, and complete our collection of titles with the A Div title. Since our team, ACS(I) has went on to win both C and B titles for years. So did the ACJC dudes.
But now, AC's dominance as the rugby power house of the decade has been broken. Seems like the gauntlet is going back to Saints. Their rise to ascendency has finally come. Hopefully its not for long.
Sigh.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 3:18 AM |
The most deadly F
Friday, April 15, 2005
Since 1950, there was only 1 F known to most people. And that is F1, Formula One racing. It was a mean sport where men raced their lives away at breakneck speeds, just to finish at the podium to spray champagne at the race queens. Some rise to fame, as have Schumacher and Lauda, however, others are not so lucky and are killed, injured or comatose as a result. Thus, for most of the 20th century, the first and only F known to most people was F1 racing. This F was indeed something which is not for the faint-hearted, and only the brave will be part of it. Kudos to the F1 racers. You guys are the meanest! This F can definitely kill if you don't hit the brakes well.
Other than the F1 racers, you have the F3 fighter pilots, who also make up another group of macho men. They fly faster than the F1 pilots, and at high altitudes even. They sometimes have to go bomb some terrorists, or do spectacular stunts at air shows etc. Need I say more, they are definitely a bunch of mean dudes. Yet another F that certainly could kill.
Then, a few years ago, Taiwan decided that they too wanted to have an F too. They came up with F4. One would expect that the higher the number, the more dangerous it would be. And yes this theory is definitely correct! This F4 group of 4 blokes tinker with death in such a way that is beyond fathom! F1 racers play with speed. F3 pilots fool around with speed, altitude and war. F4 does the unimaginable. They sing among meteors. Actually, the meteors are not the scariest thing they mess around with. Its the "mountain vegetable" that some of them have to handle. Totally horrifying.
Ok that's that. Today's papers alerted us to a new F. The most deadly one of them all I feel. Its the F2N2 influenza virus. It killed almost 4 million people in the 1957 pandemic. Now that's deadly. Apparently, the WHO actually sent it to many labs around the world as part of their educational package. Now, labs around the world are rushing to destroy this virus. This is scary! What if some mad scientist decides to use it and threaten the world?! This is bad.
So which is the most deadly F of the lot? I would say F2N2.
For example, say the best F1 racer tries to mess around with F2N2...
Or, given the hunky F4 can frolic in a meteor garden, they can just try sniffing some F2N2...
The point is, the labs better destroy all of it and not let it get into the wrong hands. Otherwise...
I quote Russel Peters, "Somebody is gonna get a hurt real soon!".
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 12:37 AM |
Petals around the Rose
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Just when the exams are round the corner, and you're feeling unconfident of your intellectual abilities, here's a test to prove you right, or wrong! Ha. Well, seems like my brain is still working well.
Try this. Petals around the Rose.
I got it in 2 tries. Heh.
I know someone who got it in one try though, Daphne Teo's bf, cos I got this from her blog.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 12:41 AM |
Good aunties, bad aunties
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Last Saturday, the day I got piss drunk, on the way home from hall, I stopped by NTUC at Jurong Point to get some wine to bring to my friend's place. I was browsing around the pathetic variety of wine at the wine section was having a hard time deciding what to get. Then I noticed board describing the various types of wine etc. So I took some time to read what they had to say. They mentioned the Cab. Sav., Merlot, Shiraz, Bordeaux, etc.
So there I was, with my earphones in my ears, listening to Michael Jackson's "Beat It" (well, his pedophiliac ways certainly did help create some publicity for him), and getting myself immersed in reading about wines, when I heard a whisper in my ears. I thought it was the music playing tricks on my me. But the next moment I felt a pressence beside me. I looked down from the board and turned to my left. Got taken aback by the sight of a curly brown haired Auntie with luscious red lipstick and heavily powdered face. She was gesturing to her face and saying something which I couldn't quite hear because Michael was saying "just beat it" quite loudly.
I took out my earphones and said "HAR?!".
Auntie who looks like a mamasan says, "Xiao di, ni yao bu yao mai cream lai zhi ni de pimple scar?" (translated in English: Ah boy, do you want to buy cream to cure your pimple scar?)
I stared at her for a moment. I rolled my eyes. Stuffed my earphones back into my ears. Turned to the wine board and gave her the hand sign that says... Beat It!
This is one of the things which gets to me sometimes, and I don't understand why these cosmetic companies actually hire such Aunties to promote their products. Somehow this seems to happen to me a lot. In another recent instance in JP Guardian. I went in just to get myself a face wash. So I was looking around the shelves for the Garnier one I use. Then I was attacked by this Auntie.
Auntie: Xiao di, ni zai zhao se me? (Ah boy, what are you looking for?)
Me: Face wash.
Auntie: Yao bu yao wo jie shao yi ge gei ni? Hen hao de! You xiao xiao li de dong xi zai li mian......(basically, she said why not I introduce you a good one. There's microbeads inside to help you wash away the dirt and blah blah blah. When I asked how much, she said $25. WTH!)
So I just said no thanks, and continued looking. Just as I took 3 steps to the next shelf, I was attacked by another Auntie. This time, the new auntie said (in chinese but I shall translate), "ah boy, you want to try a pimple cream?"
Wah, I couldn't believe the just won't leave me alone. I just need a face wash! I found what I wanted, paid and quickly made my way out of the shop. As I was heading for the exit, I noticed another auntie. She was selling slimming products. I siam-ed to the other side of the exit.
How can anyone sell something when the first thing that comes out of her mouth is a direct shot at your face? I mean, I know I have "a few" pimple scars, but don't need to tell me in the face mah! Wonder if they actually sell any with the marketing skills they have.
On Sunday night, while I was waiting for a bus home, I was at this dark bus stop at Bedok. Was just sitting there waiting for my bus when I noticed a fat cockroach crawling on the floor. It crawled nearer and nearer me. Then it stopped about a meter in front of where I sat. And faced me. I looked at it, and thought to myself, "Fuck off!". Well, I was didn't really expect the cockroach to be able to read human minds. Well, apparently they do. And they listen to what you tell them to do too.
The bloody cockroach opened its wings and flew straight at my face. Luckily I reacted quickly, and I jumped out of my seat. I turned and looked behind and it was no where to be seen. Then, I heard someone call out to me from behind. It was an auntie.
Auntie (whispers as though she's afraid of something) : "Boy, its on your back..."
I froze.
Then I jumped and took a swipe at my back. Felt nothing.
Then came this young and quite pretty girl from behind, used her purse and too a swipe at my back. Felt something crawl up my hair! I didn't dare move. She took another swipe and I saw the cockroach fall to the ground.
I turned around and thanked the pretty lady. Then the auntie who was hiding behind, walked up and said to the girl in awe, "wahh, you not scared ah?"
Actually, there is no point in this post. Just talking crap while waiting for the Bayern-Chelsea match to start, which has started incidentally.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 1:53 AM |
Hangover
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Exams coming. Weekend. Study? No.
Saturday night. Got dead drunk. Worst ever in fact. Think its because I haven't been drinking/clubbing for quite some time, so my alcohol tolerance went down. But, then again drinking 5 bottles of wine between 4 people, think that's not too little either. After 4 bottles, my dear friend KO-ed. He spent some time in the toilet being our reknown Singapore landmark....
Just a point to note, never be the first one to go down when drinking in a group. Because the poor soul who goes down first, usually gets the worst things done to him by those who are still sober. Eg, drawing the body/face with a marker, stripping, taking nude photos...etc
After he went down, the remaining 3 of us opened the 5th bottle. Think that was what killed me. Had to down 2 glasses at 1 go. After that, the world started spinning. Tried to walk it off, but well, when it gets to ur head, there's no escaping it anymore. So, it was my turn to visit the toilet, and I just plopped down on the sofa and slept. Throughout the night, I had regular visits to the toilet and it was pure misery. I hate puking btw. In the morning, I had to get up at 730am to send the car back home for my dad. And, driving back was tough man. I was still feeling the effects of the alcohol on my brain. But, I still managed to get back in one piece and plopped right back into bed. Oh, visited the toilet again before I slept. Gonna expect some nagging from my mommy for drink driving. She didn't know about it but now she will. But too bad Mom! I won't be home till after exams! Muahahahaha!
Anyway, I had to get up at noon because I had a pre-arranged date. Had to force myself out of bed, spend some time in the toilet heaving again. At that point, nothing much was coming out already, but I just had to do it. Pure torture and suffering. I really wonder why I subject myself to such misery. From that moment, I decided to stay away from excessive drinking. Forever!
If only there was a "morning-after" pill to cure hangovers man. In fact, I think I am still feeling the after effects of that night. Still feel a little giddy in the head.
Anyway, for that pre-arranged date, I went to watch Boeing Boeing, a local production by W!ld Rice. I highly recommend it to everyone. Its the best local play I've watched so far. Basically, its about this dude (Lim Yu Beng) who has 3 girlfriends who are all air stewardesses. One Singaporean, one Honkie and one Japanese. The 3 girls were really hilarious, especially their various accents. If you thought Russel Peters was funny, they are even funnier!!! Not to mention the Filipino maid character also. So, to those who are damn free, or wanna take a break from studying, go watch Boeing Boeing. They run till the end of this month, so DO NOT MISS IT! You can pay about $45 to get the best seats in the Stall, but if you don't wanna spend too much, you can always get the cheaper Circle seats. But, its worth every cent. Its great for a date, and also great to watch with friends. Watch it!
Anyway, just to update, the winner of this year's Cleo's 50 most EB is none other than Brendon Lim. Well, I guess the theory is once again proven. The winner is always on the cover of the magazine. So its all bullshit when they say the winner got the most votes cos its all predetermined, aka Kelong. So girls, next time don't bother voting for your favourite, cos the votes don't matter. But then again, if you wanna win those prizes they offer for getting the right winner, just vote for the one on the cover.
Somehow, I cannot seem to access my own blog today. Everyone else can access it except the owner himself. This is ridiculous. I almost couldn't access blogspot too, and only managed to after trying and trying. The little irritating things about blogging.
Ok. Time to sleep. Its another day of mugging tomorrow. How fun.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 1:40 AM |
Bespelled
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
This is my latest way of slacking. Bespelled. I've always had a thing for word games like Scrabble, Text Twist, etc. All of which, of course I am excellent in. Haha. Ok maybe not excellent, but I would like to think that I have a knack for it. Just like how I always save my Mommy from dying at Text Twist by answering her cry for help, and appearing in time to guess the 6 letter word to let her go to the next round. She recorded a high score of 200000+ with the help of yours truly.
Anyway, this is just to show that I'm not just into Mahjong. Like I told Josh, Mahjong is a game which stimulates your mind, exercises your arms as you swim and trains your concentration. So the conclusion is, I play INTELLECTUAL games. heh.
Anyway, Teckie/Annie introduced this to me last week when we were bored in the lab while waiting for our next lesson. So he decided to challenge me to it. Him being a seasoned player, and I, a newbie. Well, of course he knew how the game works so he had a higher score than me when it was time to go. But he goes for small little words while I go for the big ones. Anyway, I tried it out after I went back that day and got the hang of it.
Till now, I've played it 4 times. And here's my score.
I would say this is not too bad for a 4th timer huh. Heh.
Just in case you all can't see it too clearly... My score is 1268010. My longest word is FAMINES. My best word is UNDER (3900 points). And my rank is SUPER DICTIONARIAN (can't remember what level that is, maybe level 15 or smtg)!
Click HERE to try it out! How about a drink to someone who beats my score? haha. Oh yes, I still owe Pingpong and Meryl a drink. Haha. But, if I beat your score later on, then too bad.
WARNING: This game takes a hell of a long time to play. I had to leave the comp on overnight and go to sleep because I couldn't seem to die! Had to continue the next day. Hah. Actually I got quite sick of it after a while, so I had to let myself die. heh.
So, those with exams, don't say I didn't warn you! But of course, maybe you wouldn't last so long. hehe.
Ok, I'm officially starting work TONIGHT. Cannot "put water" to Annie anymore, otherwise he "look me no up".
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 5:49 PM |
Hunk and Babe watch 2
Monday, April 04, 2005
Alright alright, that was a poor April Fool's Joke. And Josh had to comment immediately that its a joke, that's why the censure came in. Haha. Oh well, guess those who know me well enough would have figured it out. I suppose the date gave it away. Though I did get some pple asking me why I wanted to close down the blog. Heh. I guess I wouldn't close this down, but more likely I will soon have no more time to write as much with the exams coming up. Then after my last exam in NTU, have to study for CFA, then I will be gone for my trip for a month or so, then it will be out to the dreaded working world. But it the meantime, enjoy this "free entertainment" (I quote Teckie) while it lasts!
Over the weekend, I finally walked around the Esplanade for the first time. I know I sound rather suaku, but single guys really don't go out much. But, I have watched Singing in the Rain at the Esplanade before, just that I didn't walk around the place to check it out. So now I know what's at the Esplanade mall, I know where the breakdancers do their stuff, and I ate the chocolate strawberrys. Felt just like one of the tourists there. To top of the evening was a hearty meal at Marche. Haven't treated myself to such good food in a while man.
Got cheated also this weekend by Sportslink. Bought a new skipping rope because the one minimingmong lent me is kinda spoilt. Skipping a bit now to burn some fats and do some self-physio for my leg. Its much less boring than running. Anyway, I saw this skipping rope which was going at $18 because it had a ticker to count the number of skips you do. The normal one was going at $7. So I decided to make that added $10 investment. BUT, I just tried it out and the bloody ticker doesn't work! Bloody hell.
Also during the weekend, we had our final Mahjong session before the exams. It was the worst night I had ever man. First, my nose started to give me problems. It was already a little runny the whole day but when I was in the air-con room, it got worse and at the end of the night, I used up 3/4 box of tissue, rubbed my nose till the skin is broken, and I've got a pimple on my upper lip now (somehow I attribute it to blowing my nose too much). While I was playing, I also started to develop a headache, which just made me lose all concentration. BUT, the worst part of the night was getting RAPED by Huijing. Imagine, playing 20/40, she can win $80, and I lost $65. *Faint*. She broke my record of the most winnings in a night, and I broke my record of the most losses in a night. The rampage came halfway through the 2 1/2 rounds where she started to win almost every single round with not less than 4 tai. The ultimate was when she hit that 7 tai via a HUA SHANG (add 1 tai) that KA the 1,2,3,4 flowers (add 2 tai) and it was a MEN QING (add 1 tai). After that, she still continued with a few more 4 and 5 tais until I finally surrendered to her and to my headache. Had to stop the game cos my headache was getting too painful.
After the night where Teckie and I were raped by Huijing and her friend Mel(Alex wanted to "study" that night, but he was just hum ji) Teckie lost $26, and he had nothing much to say to Huijing, so he just let his fingers do the talking.
What his fingers or finger was trying to say, is that "This is the last time you will rape me like that. Next time we meet, it won't only be my finger that's gonna talk."
For me, I had nothing more to say... I just collapsed in shock...and foamed...
Alrights. Its a new month, and its time for the mouth-watering segment again. After much thought, I have decided who shall be this month's hunk.
Mr Leon Foo!
This is Ryan's current fitness instructor. I was actually thinking of putting Ryan as my hunk this month since he is really working hard at becoming one with his daily work-outs and his smoothness with the gals. Just look at the number of girls who publicly declare their love for him on April Fools Day. But, then I figured since he is still a half-baked hunk, I should not call him one yet, otherwise he might get complacent and stop his work out regime. So the spotlight thus shines on his Commando trained instructor.
Leon Foo. I usually refer to him as Leonie. And when he drinks tea, he's Tea Leoni. He is the hottest guy in NBS, with a fan base as large as Ryan's Tummy. Along with Jane, who's also his good friend, they make heads turn as they strut through the canteen or computer labs. Jane of course is the hottest gal in NBS, and Leon is the hottest guy. But fortunately, they're not a couple. Leon is fit, reputed to have great abs, and is an awfully nice guy. He's highly socialable and seems to make friends as easily as Ryan gains weight. A very good example is how Ryan and him have become good friends overnight. And I think the barely knew each other just a month ago. Now, Ryan even calls him Furby so intimately.
Here are some exerpts from my interview with Leonie...
Mingmong: Hey Leon, aren't you gonna have something to eat?
Leonie: Nah, I'm fine with my tea. After training Ryan, I told myself to never let myself be so fat, ever.
Mingmong: Ryan? Oh yeah, seems like he's getting bigger these days. He's really trying hard to be a hunk like you huh?
Leonie: Yeah. But its hard for him I guess.
Mingmong: Why's that?
Leonie: Haven't you heard? How hot you can be is determined by how many words you can make with your surname by adding a letter to it.
Mingmong: Oh? That's new. I haven't heard of that. *baffled*
Leonie: Yeah, see I can make 4 words with my surname. Food, Fook, Fool, and Foot!
Mingmong: Wow! Let me see if I can do that. *ponders*.....I think can do 5! Lima, Limb, Lime, Limo and Limp! Does that mean I can be hotter than you???
Leonie: Err...No. Because you need to be able to make a sentence with the words before its applicable.
Mingmong: Har? Can you?
Leonie: Yeah! Its like this... FOOK! I dropped my FOOD on my FOOT! I'm such a FOOL!
Mingmong: I see...let me try... I was in LIMA drinking LIME juice and listening to LIMP Biskit when I was knocked by a LIMO and broke my LIMB.
Leonie: Alright. You're hotter than me. Sigh. But now you know why Ryan can't be a hunk. You can't make a single word with Goh!
Mingmong: Yeah that's true. Poor Ryan.
Next, the babe of the month. I actually wanted Jane to be in it, since she and Leon are the Hottest 2 people in NBS. But, I decided to introduce someone else instead.
Ms Fiona Cai.
Well, this is to compensate her since she seemed rather unhappy this afternoon when I told her that her zip was undone. Well, though she was like 10 metres away, I had to prevent other guys in the canteen from seeing her open zip, so I shouted out to her and told her about it. She was of course embarrassed about it and used the file to cover her "privates". I thought she would thank me for telling her about it, but she called Lydia to complain to her and I got the usual "ferguson-style hair-dryer treatment" from Lyd. Then she told Rika about it and I got a tongue-lashing too! Oh wells, next time I see her zip open, I better not tell her. But since she was a little "pek" with me, I decided to be nice and let her be my babe of the month.
Anyways, Fiona was 3rd place in the NBS pageant 2 years ago. She's tall, very slim, tanned for now, and my chikopek marketing tutor's favourite student. Currently single, and is attracting a lot of attention from people. Eg. Refer to previous post. heh. And also, my year one neighbours asked me last week, "who's that year 3 nbs girl in our hall you always talk to? Very slim and pretty one." And of course, I'm sure there are a lot of other suitors coming along.
Anyway, I had a short interview with her too...
Mingmong: Hey Fiona, not in pants today?
Fiona: Nah, I'll stick to skirts. Zips are too troublesome.
Mingmong: Well, I didn't really see much. Its not as bad as guys who have their zips open and their shirt sticking out through it.
Fiona: Yea yea, luckily I was prepared that day.
Mingmong: Yeah, good thing you listened to your mama.
Fiona: Alright change topic.
Mingmong: Nice ipod you've got there. So what's your favourite song?
Fiona: Oh. I like Open Fly for All Guys by Showcase.
Mingmong: You mean, Pretty Fly for a White Guy by Basketcase?
Fiona: Oh yah, that's the title, keep forgetting it.
Alrights, before she slaughters me the next time she sees me, I better put up a better picture of her.
I admit. I ripped it from her friendster, but I had no choice cos I don't have any glam pics of her!
I know I said I wouldn't close down this blog. But, if I don't post anything up again after this, I am probably murdered and lying in a ditch with my zip undone.
Till next time!
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 11:55 PM |
The end of Mingmongster
Friday, April 01, 2005
Effective from today, Mingmongster shall be permanently shut down. This is due to numerous anonymous complaints and attacks saying that the entries display a poor sense of humour and lack of intellectual depth. In addition, some have expressed their displeasure at being the butt of some jokes while others feel that they have been misrepresented.
To prevent further complaints and salvage whatever friendships the author has with his friends, Mingmong regrets to announce the end of Mingmongster. He thanks the minority few who have supported him thus far and seeks forgiveness from those who have been unintentionally hurt in the process.
Thanks.
Mingmong _ c r a p p e d _ @ 11:59 PM |
