gjrl drawn this using free style (not drawn to scale)
**signed off by girl
guy did this using autocad (drawn to scale)
groove in glasses
from optical 88.. my degree 150 / 150. astigmatism – 50 / left eye.
i dunno how to describe the colour – off-red? reddish? copper-red? 
can u imagine me in spec? here goes:
self-shot #6 – call me student huang.
self-shot #7 – my room’s light gave me a ghostly-fairness.
self-shot #8 – never give a woman a camera.. the audience will suffer.
self-shot #9 – end of suffering. 
self-shot #10- even my bear cant resist.
refer: man’s talk (may 25)
hey, remember this entry? guy’s wrote:
Before marriage, the stupid things the man did, the woman will think its cute and funny, and maybe sweet…
After marriage, the stupid things the man did, the woman will think its really stupid and very irriating…
who’s with me? i’m betting, someday, guy will find my ideas / tots / what-ifs really stupid. i think by den, he will gimme a don’t-be-dumb-look and wont bother with a witty answer.
folks, i be sure to blog abt that when the day comes !
(kick!)
‘free’ fillet
mcd:
‘guy, my fillet is really salty’ – start giggling coz i tot of something stupid.
i continued, ‘i shall eat until the last bite den go to counter & demand for a new-burger’ * giggle * ‘no wait, what will YOU do if i really demand for a burger?’
i gave him a naughty grin.
‘you shld tell me earlier, i’ll just buy one meal’
*burst out in laughter *
i love his witty comeback.
can you imagine the monies we will save! i’ll be rich by 35, but banned from major restuarants & make numerous appearances at Stomp.
i be famous for pulling off infamous act.
called me poor little rich girl den.
and the award goes to..
Part 1:
competing for ‘worst customer serivce officer’
contestant 1– optician:
spec in need. for school. excited abt getting a spec. demanded kor to get change & let go NOW.
jurong point.
unfriendly-looking man giving out balloons outside the opticial sthop. tsk tsk.
anyway, balloon man serve me. settle on the design, asked abt pricing and balloon man asked “whats your degree?”
i have no idea. happily did a test & realise i’m straining my eyes reading the screen. my eyes.. watery & blurry, shaking my head, blinking furiously trying to get a clear vision.
and mr balloon man got impatient with me – the way he command me for the re-test & finally a ‘don’t move ur head!’
“fine” i shoot back. i was getting tired of sitting straight & enough of his impatience tone.
balloon man tone down & speak to me nicely.
this is not a contest. he don’t get points for being rude. in fact, he might just lose a customer. thank god for my little patience.
PS – pls don’t spoilt my happy-mood.
contestant 2 -staff at retail shop:
graphics card. kor asked for the cheapest. the staff recommended a $79 graphics card. Kor repeated his request patiently. $29.
‘sir, member?
no.
‘do you wanna sign up?’
no
‘do you wanna sign up for me?’
he gave kor the oh-pretty-pls-look. kor gave him a look.
guys ! pls. don’t. do the bright eye for me look. its just wrong.
the result: both of them win hands down. sorry, no standing ovation.
Part 2:
feeling generous & i shall do this: best service award: mcd lady 
lunched with guy. mcd. craving for double-fillet.
he came back from the gents & i was smiling.
old lady walked in with a walking cane. mcd lady went over to help her settled down, ask old lady patiently what she like to have, confirmed the order, took the old lady monies, delivered the food to her.
warmth & fuzzy.
guy felt tat it’s ‘normal’ hmm. not too sure what does his normal imply.
anyway, kind mcd lady remain me of this sentence, i read it somewhere..
‘there are good ppl in the world. they all could have chosen to be cold, cruel, indifference. that would be easy. brutality, i think, comes naturally to human beings. but they choose to be good’
Part 3:
come on! lets sum up this entry with: worst customer: mcd man
guy encounter so .. he shall write abt it. haha – do your homework boy !
It was super late dinner. Nothing else to choose but MCD…
There were 4 counters and only 2 are open, and i was in the queue. There came a weird guy, abt 35-40 yrs old, came to the closed counter and ask and cashier, “This counter close ah?”… Obvious rite? Or else why got 2 long queues?…
After ordering, i wait aside for my food. The weird guy handed the malay cashier something and said “Can throw for me pls”. The cashier pointed the dustbin near the exit. The weird guy said “Aiya throw for me lar” and push the ‘something’ to the malay cashier…. Guess wat? Its a tissue…. and i saw him rubbing his nose with that tissue!!! So unhygienic!!! The malay cashier bo bian and throw it for him with a disgusted look. If its me, i will die die refuse. I pity the cashier.
Then the weird guy order an ice-cream cone. When the cashier gave him the ice-cream, he said “Huh! So small ah?!”. The cashier goes “Yes, its this size”… He said “Aiyo!”… Shake his head and walk off…. I smiled to the cashier with the watsup-with-him-look…
The world is filled with all sorts of pple….
perfect
“nobody is perfect. i am nobody”
saw this little quote yesterday & i know instinctly it belongs to my blog.
so, pls forgive me for being a okay-writer / bad spell-er / terrible draw-er
rubber band
guy, is there something, a small gadget, that i can used to keep track of the numbers of rounds i jog? kinda lose track ! u noe? the stadium after awhile, look the same.
‘rubber band. u wore it, after every round, u thrown one away. it cheap & army use this method’
giggle. woah, i loved it.
Hey, i din say throw hor… I said put it all on left hand and transfer 1 pc by 1 pc to ur right hand for each round completed… wait got MOE pple catch u for littering! girl -pls dont catch me. i’m sucha good girl. *flutter eyelashes
sketches
decided to ‘pamper’ myself – 36 colour pencils 
a new mini-notebook
and i’m motivated to draw.
what’s my take?
*pause*
realised my forte is in writing informal stuff, so, lets give this a shot.
tv program – world’s strongest girl.
she was trained by her own dad from a young age – hrs of weight lifting. she is pretty small-sized but her strength.. !
we saw how her dad trained her / pushed her to her max and in returns, her achievement are amazing.
not only her dad, she, herself hope to compete in olympics & received the recognition she longed for.
thin grey line – her father or her dream.
the law of averages. i have a pre-set image of how a 14 year old should lead her life – school, friendship, smoking , make-up, hols, boys, rebellious etc etc its the norm but not to this 14 year old. life is werid isnt? we either admired ppl like her or we shun from them, secretly glad that i-am-normal.
i think i shld write abt what i like abt her instead of putting her parents in the spotlight.
i admired her determination in pursuing her goal, her confidence in achieving it, her commitment, her dedication, her ability to handle the stress, her love for this sports.
she is definitely not the norm.
radio:driving me crazy
…first things first…i love radio…
…second things second…i love music…
…third things third…i dislike DJ who tok too much or laugh at own lame’s joke…
…fourth things fourth…i dislike over-played songs…
…fifth things fifth…esp during the festive seasons…
…sixth things sixth…i can only take so many jingle bells…
…seventh things seventh…now is the period of national day…
…eighth things eighth…the anthem is killing me…
…ninth things ninth…resistin the urge to stand tall on my table…
…tenth things tenth…doing this entry ..is ..hard..!