Our special guest for today is Raudha.

And that's about it.

And here are the pictures. Raudha and me were roaming snapping pictures, trying to find a theme. I was cracking my brain on a theme. But hey, I managed to capture some good shots. =)

After walking around a block. I finally found a theme. It was sort of random, and the only one I could think of, so I stuck to it.

Theme: Sewer Rat

To take pictures to relate to the theme you need to think like a sewer rat. Well, in this case for me that is. And you know how sewer rats like to crawl around confined spaces.

Always sticking to the side of the wall, to avoid being seen.

Crawling under vehicles to get to wherever they want to go.

Oh lookie, it's a tunnel!

A rat's paradise. I purposely added a bit of green saturation inside here to emphasize on the dirty and icky and ewy and... yea, you get the idea.

There are more than one way to get 'there'.

The rat always looks at the sun to guide its way. (This is taken in the drain under the drainage cover.)

It was a very enriching experience. =)

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I want a Canon E350D. =(

I want to go to East Coast Park and do screamo at the sea.

It's that time again. As the economy is going through the recession, my mood is as well. As people start to pon lessons as the weeks go by, i'm very much tempted to pon as well. However, I've already skipped lots of lessons in the first few weeks. And however tempted to do so, I still have to force myself to attend. Argh.

I'm still sick.

Someone make me happy please. =( (Or better yet, don't. I'm just pleading for attention.)

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Make it stop. Please.

Having no internet is really pissing me off. If my father can have the money to pay the electricity bills on the same day they sent a letter about the cut in supply, why not do the same for the internet as well?

Terribly sick right now, and I don't think it's getting any better. Sore throat, runny nose.

And the usual fatigue as well due to my flu keeping me awake the whole of last night.

And I need lots of motivation to come to school. Going to school alone really dampens my mood to look forward to class.

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I want something.

The dudes. It's going to rain...

And the dudettes.While waiting, the girls took the opportunity to take a group photo together.Thought that 187 was going to take eons to come, but it came a few minutes later. Stroke of luck.

As we travelled all the way towards Boon Lay. Rain started pouring, getting heavier as we reached the destination. And it was pouring by the time we reached the interchanged. Went to pick up Isk there.

And our challenge for today, to cross the street to Shaq's neighbourhood estate. And the secondary school students, even with their umbrellas, were drenched wet. With no choice but to cross with our suits on, we dashed across the road as soon as the man turned green.

It's exhilirating and we were all drenched by the time we reached the underblock.

Traversing the 'wetlands' towards Shaq's house.

Well, nevertheless, we eventually reached her house, still damp in clothes. And we stayed under the fan in the living to dry up while we waited for the rain to stop.

Watched Wujud. It was quite scary, and because it was in broad daylight, it wasn't at all frightening.

Around 2.30pm, we left. Next stop, my house!

At the bus interchange, waiting for the bus... Retard far right.

The trip wasn't that long, and a bit of walking and we reached.Continued watching the rest of Wujud at my house, and Haneey screamed here and there. I purposely turned off the lights to create that 'atmosphere.' Nothing much. My house is small and squeezy, yet comfy. Well, to me anyway.

Next was Saiful's house. You can say RP's hostel in the distance while in the bus.

Shiny chocolate gold coins makes Iskandar a happy boy.

Haneey had to leave because she had plans.

Next was Izzah's house. It was a long bus ride from Marsiling to Yishun and I brought along 'my' PSP to play DJ Max. Luckily I brought some form of entertainment along with me.

It was already around Maghrib when we reached her house. Her house's ambience is so warm and sensual. I love the environment.

When we left, it was drizzling, and we took a bus nearby back towards Yishun interchange.

Squeezed in a group picture while waiting for the bus.

Guess who's house we're going next. Hint is in the picture above.

Another bus ride towards Punggol. And it was quite a short trip. Change of bus.

Eventually we reached his house. Iskandar's House.

The girls quickly made themselves comfortable as they settled down and watched 2X5 Dol. Haha.

A friggin' huge LCD monitor. And that's Isk checking out his blog.

Ate a bit, slacked abit and watched abit. It was getting late (9+) and we still had 3 more houses to go.

Next was FaFa's house. Another bus trip. Stopped outside Downtown East.The route towards FaFa's house is eerie, as we had to walk along this path in between 2 big buildings.

We didn't stop by for long when we reached, as we were discussing whether to go home as it was already getting late. We decided to go to cab to Haneey's house.

Haneey owns a big fluffy rabbit!

Out of all the houses, I can safely say Haneey's stay was the shortest ever, as everyone is rushing to take a cab before the midnight charge starts.

We had a rushed discussion. Who goes with who take what transport.

Shaq, Azely and me cabbed home. Fare was $34.90. I reached home about midnight, shagged. I didn't go to school the next day. Heh.

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Argh.

What Hurts The Most -Rascal Flatts

Today's lesson was interesting. We get to use the super-di-duper cameras today. And I was surprised myself, because I didn't come the week before. Our main focus was about colours and lighting, and we're supposed to use the cameras to explain, based on the pictures we took.

This is in one of the the labs. The faci showing the pictures under different lighting conditions.

During breakout, Alvin, Verdell and me went to Galilee to have our breakfast. So called.

I ordered this superiffic-chocolate-melting Marshmallow Chocolate Fondue.And it cost me $1.90. Dark chocolate made me full quite fast.

Oh and before that we Alvin and me played pool.

And this is one good example of an object under different light settings.

Tungsten. Indoor light usually used because of its warmth colour.

Fluorescent. Bright indoor light.And daylight. To show natural environental light, particularly from the sun.Class ended. UT sucked. Kind of.

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That dream, was the worst, ironically. Stop giving me false hopes already. *Pessissmisticity*

I'm not angry over anything, nor would I regret about anything that ever happened in the past.

I'm talking about my life during the secondary school days.

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Someone ask me out tomorrow please. =(

Too bad you knew me.
When I wasn't ready.
I wasn't ready.
Did I say, "Come and get me?"
Too bad I held on.
When you tried to tell me.
This was wrong.
This was wrong.

I am no masterpiece where innocence is painted green.
Isn't it strange to think that you created all of me?

Done by the hands of a broken artist.
You painted black where my naked heart is.
I finally know what wrong is.
Now I finally know that you bleed for nothing.
Carved like a stone with your hands still shaking.
On display through a soul still breaking.
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?

You can't erase these.
Lines you can't save me.
You can't display me.
You know what dismay means.
I can't even try to.
Remember what I knew.
Before I became your.
Model to claim no.
I am no masterpiece where innocence is painted green.
Isn't it strange to think how you created all of me?

Done by the hands of a broken artist.
You painted black where my naked heart is.
I finally know what wrong is.
Now I finally know that you bleed for nothing.
Carved like a stone with your hands still shaking.
On display through a soul still breaking.
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?

I grew tired.
You expired.
You finished me.
Now that I'm all that you planned.

Done by the hands of a broken artist.
You painted black where my naked heart is.
I finally know what wrong is.
Now I finally know that you bleed for nothing.
Carved like a stone with your hands still shaking.
On display through a soul still breaking.
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?

Too bad you knew me.