CNY celebration 2007

-I get bored during Gym. Haha. (John the muscle man)

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Oh the utter humiliation-haha- it was worth it because AQUILA got second for this year’s Chinese New Year catwalk inter-house competition. I must say that I was thoroughly shocked that we actually came in second because I thought we messed it up. It’s the music I tell you, it was so bloody loud. Oh well, I don’t think anyone is to be blamed because we didn’t really rehearse so it went as well as it could have gone. Haha, still I’m thankful that all the last minute commentary writing and costume searching paid off.


Haha, I think this dance was damn cool. Look at Jom-Tang go!


><'' I shall remember this for years to come.




Ursa Bra, oops I mean bear.

And our commentary was good okay! Here’s what Cheryl read, oh and a big thank you to her for being our commentator on such short notice! (:

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Victorians have existed for like, err…forever! So, have you ever wondered how Victorians in the past used to celebrate Chinese New Year? Here’s how!

A long long long long long time ago, in the eastern region of the southern part of Asia, in a community known as VICTORIA; there lived the AQUILA family! A dysfunctional family they were, but still; a family. It was that time of the year, when you’d hear sleigh bells ringing! OOPS, I meant the dongdongqiang! The AQUILA family consists of THE PAPA who works hard (pretty much) as a farmer on his chocolate coin fields, the triplets who are made up of two identical twins and the third one for some reason looks a lot better than the other two; but always lags behind probably caught up in her own beautiful world, where her family is normal and well, normal. Many would call the AQUILA family quirky and crazy, and CRAZY they were!

In anticipation of a better life, the farmer brings his dysfunctional family and the family pet-THE PIG to the city to start a new life! Upon reaching the city, they realized that the city was celebrating *pauses awhile, in a voice full of awe. THE EAR (YEAR) of the pig! So, in the spirit of things, the farmer chopped off the ear of THE PIG and made Bak Kwa out of it!

As the family celebrates, the farmer leaves his old life behind and moves AHEAD selling bak kwa made from pig ears (makes sounds of lips smacking, says” surprisingly delicious!”) Being the decisive-cut-of-the-ear-now man he is, the farmer scatters his chocolate coins over all land, and out sprang GOLD! And together with it, happiness, prosperity and JOY for all of VICTORIA!

*P.S Do not, we repeat, DO NOT attempt to celebrate the EAR of the pig through ceremonial cutting of any creatures. We would not be responsible for any legal actions that may be taken against you.

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I went out with the lovely but abnormal people of V12 for lunch after school. We had a hard time deciding what to eat because Pasta mania was out, Seoul garden and sakae were out, fast food and the food court were out. That didn’t leave us with much to choose from. In the end we decided to give V8 movie café a try.


Something I doodled at some shop next to Gift a Name that had Manga Markers.

Oh dear, NEVER EVER go to that place to eat. The food sucks- pasta mania is way better- and the portion is miserable. The complimentary soup that came along originally costs $3.80 and it tastes like it came from a can. I discovered something new today; I think soft drinks with salt taste nice. Okay, it probably sounds DAMN weird, but give it a shot if you can. You only live once you know-haha.


Isa and I, the girl who crashed HCI.



I was planning on going home when the rest of the class people were going to bugis market to get ear rings, but I decided to look around and do some last minute Chinese New Year shopping. Clothes are really getting expensive and I think it’s because there has this big hoo-ha about how kids nowadays are getting more allowance to spend etc. This sucks, a decent pair of Bermudas cost nearly $30-$50.


Chesty doesn't like crowds. Haha.

Thankfully I managed to find some really cheap ones at bugis market-should have just went with the class at the beginning- and I am really thankful that there are still places that sell pants for people my size. My sympathy goes out to all those bigger than me, I understand how hard it is to shop sometimes.

Okay, survivor has started, I’m off.

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