Hmmm.. I know this sounds a bit janji kosong, but give me another month, just another month... Lemme finish my exams then i'll blog about Mince's birthday... There's some photos and a video with Min Li as the main actress, which is ridiculously funny... (gee.. i hope she didn't delete it from my camera.. i better go check later...).
really, give me a month, i'll post it up.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Excursion Pix
First shot of the day
(hehehe, like got nothing better to do)
Err... I dunno what's this for.. maybe Julie can tell.
(Ooo.. looks complicated...)
Merry-go-round of booze... Weee!!!
Faster! <3
Mysterious grating pathway...
(Where's James Bond when you need him?)
Beer Chiller (stating the obvious)
Beer fermentation area
(There's 2 species of yeasts at work; top and bottom)
[*yawn* Who cares, right???]
[*yawn* Who cares, right???]
Perth Royal Show stuff?
(See the horses' muzzles? Their names are on it))
Outdated scientific equipment
Oh oh, a TATUD!
(yes, I made this up myself =] )
[The Artifact of The Unknown Drunkard]
Caravan of kegs
(Hahaha, NOO I didn't have a ride on that... would be fun , tho) :D
Le best shot of the day
(not because of the model, of course)
[Kinda eerie, don't ya think?]
If got Julie's face, why not mine too?
(Hee... I'm the only one drinking lemon squash)
[Seee... still sober... right?]
Swan Brewery excursion
Okok, Julie and I with some other ppl, joined this excursion yea. We went to a brewery... Swan Brewery it's called. It's a Biomed society event. I actually was kinda ...(ehem)... reluctant to go, but well... went anywayz, (dun wanna tell ya ppl why) XP. Well, here's a modified story on the trip. Hopefully you people can understand.
The sun brewed it's cup of tea, transforming the plain as we see it to the shade it desires, tasteful to its time-preferenced tongue. Our hero (that's me) went forth on a journey to the depths of the facility En Bereauwreath - Swan Brewery. On soles he tranversed the paths of travel twart the familiar institution, known in past time to be the rendezvous site. And yet, a fair lady (that's Julie) joined his shortly-changed party, unexpectantly startling his wits and stretching his irises. Nonetheless, he took it no hassle and as company, he found it benevolent in speech. The hero braced pathways narrow and wide, through the shaded and the bright, all for the sake of reaching a place, a spot, with time running dry. It wasn't long till the party formed to be a crowd and the crowd burst forth to a band divided. Hence and for long, the carriage of steel steeds halted at rendezvous, and all in all we were consumed by the doors and onward with embarking. Rounds of timed sands, flipping over and over and over again, avast we reached our destination; En Bereauwreath. Our hero stepped off and so did milady, and in our hands soon a card was given. Guards were needed not, but this card had all to do with it. That is all for it and there isn't anymore, except for its return. Yet, the hero marched through the wall along with his companions. And soon, the guide took over along with words from an elderly bloke, "Put an end to your canned speech" more or less what he had said. And so we did, but Shade let out a cry after choking the life out of it. Eyes turn to our hero, but no, he didn't stagger. Only at the stare of the bloke was he shaken. Even so, he bravely countered the lash of a question which was thrown to him. An obvious reply, but how could he not understand the cry of my Shade, knowing that it had died with no blood on my hand? Soon after, the guide took us through, up and above, stepping on wood as we went. And then looking, overlooking, the vast space of metal giants and complex gadgetry; none of which our hero could tinker with, but that did no prevention in his own form of capture. *SNAP* Reality trapped in the bliss of Aquamarine, deciphered by C-663. Oh yes, the guide did pour out facts, some were in the information, others were not mostly. What more the story of past kegs and a tale of the dangerous rod, one of which may make the eyes of the operator bleed , worse yet... blindness. And what did we see you might ask? Kegs, obvious and true, but more to interest, the merry-go-round of drunkness. This was intoxicated most with sight. A long trail of booze we saw, all in their metal cages, running, making haste even though we were not. Slowly the guide brought us to where we were allowed, places of some had showcases where interest, boredom, dull and astonishment lie beyond plastic covers. But further and further we went, gaining knowledge most were, while the rest have wandered from the in-crowd or escaped to the realms of fantasy. Structures and antiques we saw, but it was the last of the last which brought glee to most hearts - the ale. Yes, the one to finish with... beer-tasting it was called. Our hero's companions all took a dive into the cup of golden liquor. It's spiking stench was clearly present, and no, the hero didn't want any. Poison... poison to insensibility, if overdosed. Though persuasion pushed him down, he abstained from drinking. However it wasn't long till he clutched a glass of his own and gulped down sweet liquid. The taste was like none present in the hands of the rest. Specially given by the guide herself, after witnessing his throat unquenched. Still, the world didn't spin too fast nor did it quake to end with a fall. Hahaha. Our hero was sober, and in reality, he didn't partake any hard beverage there. It was something else which was avaliable to the hero's tastebuds. Lights shot forth their arrows as smiles were displayed with shoulder to shoulder, being instantly boxed up. Clueless why, but we had to leave. Time could have been the factor, but could it be something else? Nevertheless, we did move on... onto the carriage of steel horses and onward to recreation.
I think I'd stop here. Yea... creative juices have kinda dried up on me. I think I'll just post some pics so you ppl may understand a lil sumthin' sumthin'. Ahahahahha. Urhh.. my head...
The sun brewed it's cup of tea, transforming the plain as we see it to the shade it desires, tasteful to its time-preferenced tongue. Our hero (that's me) went forth on a journey to the depths of the facility En Bereauwreath - Swan Brewery. On soles he tranversed the paths of travel twart the familiar institution, known in past time to be the rendezvous site. And yet, a fair lady (that's Julie) joined his shortly-changed party, unexpectantly startling his wits and stretching his irises. Nonetheless, he took it no hassle and as company, he found it benevolent in speech. The hero braced pathways narrow and wide, through the shaded and the bright, all for the sake of reaching a place, a spot, with time running dry. It wasn't long till the party formed to be a crowd and the crowd burst forth to a band divided. Hence and for long, the carriage of steel steeds halted at rendezvous, and all in all we were consumed by the doors and onward with embarking. Rounds of timed sands, flipping over and over and over again, avast we reached our destination; En Bereauwreath. Our hero stepped off and so did milady, and in our hands soon a card was given. Guards were needed not, but this card had all to do with it. That is all for it and there isn't anymore, except for its return. Yet, the hero marched through the wall along with his companions. And soon, the guide took over along with words from an elderly bloke, "Put an end to your canned speech" more or less what he had said. And so we did, but Shade let out a cry after choking the life out of it. Eyes turn to our hero, but no, he didn't stagger. Only at the stare of the bloke was he shaken. Even so, he bravely countered the lash of a question which was thrown to him. An obvious reply, but how could he not understand the cry of my Shade, knowing that it had died with no blood on my hand? Soon after, the guide took us through, up and above, stepping on wood as we went. And then looking, overlooking, the vast space of metal giants and complex gadgetry; none of which our hero could tinker with, but that did no prevention in his own form of capture. *SNAP* Reality trapped in the bliss of Aquamarine, deciphered by C-663. Oh yes, the guide did pour out facts, some were in the information, others were not mostly. What more the story of past kegs and a tale of the dangerous rod, one of which may make the eyes of the operator bleed , worse yet... blindness. And what did we see you might ask? Kegs, obvious and true, but more to interest, the merry-go-round of drunkness. This was intoxicated most with sight. A long trail of booze we saw, all in their metal cages, running, making haste even though we were not. Slowly the guide brought us to where we were allowed, places of some had showcases where interest, boredom, dull and astonishment lie beyond plastic covers. But further and further we went, gaining knowledge most were, while the rest have wandered from the in-crowd or escaped to the realms of fantasy. Structures and antiques we saw, but it was the last of the last which brought glee to most hearts - the ale. Yes, the one to finish with... beer-tasting it was called. Our hero's companions all took a dive into the cup of golden liquor. It's spiking stench was clearly present, and no, the hero didn't want any. Poison... poison to insensibility, if overdosed. Though persuasion pushed him down, he abstained from drinking. However it wasn't long till he clutched a glass of his own and gulped down sweet liquid. The taste was like none present in the hands of the rest. Specially given by the guide herself, after witnessing his throat unquenched. Still, the world didn't spin too fast nor did it quake to end with a fall. Hahaha. Our hero was sober, and in reality, he didn't partake any hard beverage there. It was something else which was avaliable to the hero's tastebuds. Lights shot forth their arrows as smiles were displayed with shoulder to shoulder, being instantly boxed up. Clueless why, but we had to leave. Time could have been the factor, but could it be something else? Nevertheless, we did move on... onto the carriage of steel horses and onward to recreation.
I think I'd stop here. Yea... creative juices have kinda dried up on me. I think I'll just post some pics so you ppl may understand a lil sumthin' sumthin'. Ahahahahha. Urhh.. my head...
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Photo post, woohoo!!!
So we had a little get-together at 1U last month, in conjunction with celebrating Kim Ling's birthday.
Gathering at 1U - 15 Sept 2007
Meet-Up at 1U ~ 15 Sept 2007 Zip including all pictures.
Gathering at 1U - 15 Sept 2007
Just thought the fruit tab holder looked cute. XD
Then we had some Guilinggao...
Candid shot courtesy of Sarah. :P
Then we had... bubble tea galore! Purdy colours~~. Can anyone remember the flavours? :P I don't think I can. XD
Gathering at 1U - Surprise for Kim Ling Yaye, cake... XD
A game of bluff... at a Bubbletea shop.
And now, a flashback...
Morni's Birthday at Salmon Steak and the Incredible Orange Peel Race (6th Feb 2006)
Let the race begin~!
The audience held their breath...
as the scores were revealed to be...
as the scores were revealed to be...
Salmon Steak - Morni's Birthday Zip including all pictures.
Morni's Birthday at Salmon Steak This is where we bring in the song and the cake. Sorry for the side-way view.
Salmon Steak - A pan across tables As is typed.
Mr. Ari spells... the birthday girl's name.
And gets Chain Wei to sing Happy Birthday in Mandarin. Shēngrì kuàilè!
Salmon Steak - A pan across tables As is typed.
Mr. Ari spells... the birthday girl's name.
And gets Chain Wei to sing Happy Birthday in Mandarin. Shēngrì kuàilè!
That's it for now. Sorry for keeping you guys waiting. Wrestled with some food poisoning and am recovering. XD Hope everyone's doing better. :D Hope to see you guys soon, ya. Take care...
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