your face kena langa lorry

Xin: Hello!!

Sharan:  Yo womanzzz!

Sam:  chingchingchongchong ride a horse

Huiting: say something

Sharan: laughs

sam: huh

sharan: xin still typing

xin: no more already ah?

sharan: can already lah let’s just post this

sam: hi liyana and azza this post is supposed to be for you.i love you.wattzup.

sharan: since we have nothing else to do in new york.

sam: no we’re supposed to watch farewell my concubine.

derrick: SHUT UP LAH NEH NEH POK.

xin: neh neh pok your ass.chop chop curry pok pok.

bye bye.

  HELLO CHEEPOMAK AND LIGANA LOW!

xxxxin and samanchu and ting here! we’re now sitting in xxin’s father’s friend’s house and gossiping about AC and our miserable singaporean lives. and the weather here is so troublesome lor, gotta keep wearing so many layers. we just went to the Museum of Natural History, you know the Night at the museum one. we saw all the dinosaurs and dumdum the easter island statue. but we didnt see attila the hun or the handsome egyptian prince (insert disappointed looks by ting and sam) .

but overall things have been great! for some weird reason we keep eating bloody chinese food EVERY MORNING but tt’s keeping ting happy i guess. at least we got to eat new york styled pizza tonight which made sam happy. sharan’s dead on the bed now cuz she had like 6 hours of sleep just now.

ok now we’ll introduce a new character into langalorry. xxin’s father’s friend is called derrick and he’s a nus-alumni guy who just got married to a DSTA scholar. he just finished telling us his entire courtship story which wasnt very long la but quite entertaining all the same. ok he’s back better stop typing. oh yeah he’s this computer geek/genius so his TV is actually wired to a CPU and i’m typing on a 32 inch screen so the entire room can see it a whole mile away. cool huh. he’s hospitatlity is almost inhuman la.. and his tolerance is pretty amazing too. considering we’re not paying him and our only link to his is 3 degrees away, he’s tidying up after 4 girls, paying for our chinese breakfasts etc.

oh well.. haha lovin’ it here but missing singapore and especially you guys. wish you we’re here. take care and lotsa love!

samanchu

p.s. watch this space for pictures.

merry xmas and a happy new year people!

yes im back. just writing in to announce my presence. im still a bit tired so will prolly post pics and a proper account of my adventures in india sometime soon.

but for now, to u guys who are having fun in new york, I MISS U PPL! ESPECIALLY TING!

really wish i could be there right now. i mean, new york, wow.

ever since i got back i have been lazing around watching xmas movies and catching up on sleep. cant even be bothered to go out. i dont want to start school. i have decided (after looking at my lousy CAP) that i shall live a quiet life travelling around the world after graduation and take up photography or something.

ah i miss u guys so muchie. plsplspls send pictures of new york. the more time i spend in spore, the more i hate my meaningles life.

much love,

cheepomak

p.s: in kannada, uncle= chikapa and auntie=chikama. and i suspect that idiot=cheepomak *facepalm*

*updated* ah fark. something wrong wif the pic. nvm.

haha, xin, thanks for messaging me that night. i didn’t reply you cos i was sleeping like a great log because i’ve been playing too many games for hall; taking too many photos for hall, writing too many articles for hall. so i was tres fatiguee. (very tired in french, but i just had to say in french cos i’m a show-off, and i’m being an impertinent pig because i feel like it)

you would probably have reached Newark by now, and i’m sure your ass has to be sore to core (it rhymes!) from all the sitting down you’ve done. maybe it has even turned to lard. HAHAHAHAHA. okay, i shall not make fun of you now because you were so nice to send me a msg about you leaving for newyork (which on the second thought wasn’t so nice because now i’m all jealous and envious that you’re there and i’m here, wasting my time typing such rubbish for you to read.)

sam and sharan (who’s sick and didn’t tell me. i could have whipped up chicken soup for you, albeit instant) when is your flight? is it possible for me to send you guys off? cos i was thinking off passing FIRST magazine to you to pass to tingaling who’s stuck in princeton with no one but her readings and essays to do. cos there’s a poster of sweeny todd in it and being the nice friend that i believe i am, i’d like to buy her that magazine so that she can read. but she can’t read it unless i pass it to you guys. so, TELL ME OKAY. hahahaha.

god, i’m such a rambler.

and ting, i’m saving up for a webcam so that i get one and talk to you on skype UNWEIRDLY. hahaha. for the benefit of those who were not there (actually everyone else from langalorry/marooned5), ting and i were chatting on skype. but because ting’s laptop has a webcam and mine doesnt, i could see her but she couldnt see me. so i had to type my questions/replies for her to read, and then she answers back through her webcam. IT WAS WEIRD I TELL YOU. i told her i felt like i was a mute god. cos i could see whatever she was doing but i couldnt vocalise what i wanted to say to her. hahaha.

okay, maybe i should go get one this week so that when the four of you are halfway across the world freezing your butts to death eating cheap fattening american food, i can have a skype conversation with all of you! okay. the only light to my otherwise not so bright life.

love you guys terribly,

L.

time: 12am.mood: depressed.temperature: 32 F, but feels like 20 F (that’s actually what the weather report said). for the celsius person, thats 0 C, but feels like -7 C.companionship status: 0 so here i am,  sitting here all alone, with 3/4 of the campus emptied out, no food on hand, no friends on hand, no entertainment on hand. at least the heaters are working tonight though.  i spent the day sleeping. its the last day of classes, and its running a friday timetable, so all i had was french at 9am and an ethics precept at 12.30. and french was a farewell party. so i woke up at 9.30am. and realised that i was late, and so i didnt get out of bed, and went back to sleep, thinking that i’d wake up at 11, do a little bit of reading before precept. guess what time i woke up at. 1. oopsie daisy. so i didnt go to precept, and went back to bed, thinking that i’d wake up at 2 to go to lunch. guess what time i woke up. 4. pm. so i didnt go to lunch, because they’d stopped serving lunch, lazy ass sonofabitches.  and i didnt right go back to bed, which may surprise you. but the only reason for that was because my teammate called to see if i wanted to go to the gym. so we lifted (something useful i’ve done with my day, finally). then i went to dinner. then i went to another teammate’s room and played with a remote control car while she IM-ed. (yes, a remote control car. i set up an obstacle course with the tiny traffic cones she has. oh and yes, we’re in college, and she’s neither 12 nor a boy). then we went to a building non of us live in but where there was cable tv and watched a bisexual reality dating show called tila tequila. and the lesbian didnt win. which pissed all of us both, cuz being the rugby team of course we rooted for the lesbian. obviously. and now im back in my room. lonely. and sad. and about to do some work. which was why im sad. but im not as sad as yesterday because 1. my mummy and daddy called (this is the first time i’ve spoken to my dad since i left) so i got to talk to my daddy. 2. being a sweet daddy, and hearing me complain about not having food, he decided to take it into his own hands. and buy me bakkwa. of course, he assumed that my friends who are coming over to see me would be very pleased to take it over for me. and that lucky friend apparently is xin.  im ending my post now, but all you guys better comment/post/go on facebook and write me stuff because you’re probably the only human interaction i get from today on. because most of my teammates leave tomorrow or thursday. ok get ready to write a post/comment/go on facebook. ready set go! 

azza’s in india now, somewhere near bangalore, being a vegetarian. and of course, teaching the kids there the abcs. pretty cool azza (: and i just want to say that if you do come back a reformed vegetarian, i’ll still eat meat in front you. what can i say, nothing comes between me and my meat.

and xin, sharan, samanchu! you guys better have fun with tingy ting ting at the big apple! (on a very bimbotic note, why is newyork known as the big apple anyways?) breathe in the exhilarating newyork air, walk on its nicely arranged grid streets, smile at the unsmiling people of newyork who say “coffee” as “kuofaeeee”, and take lots of pictures to make me jealous/envious/a green monster. oh and if any newyorker does ask anyone of you for your numbers, please do not hesitate to give it to him. unless of course, the guy is a weirdo or sth, which i think america has an abundance of. (rmb chaser’s war on everything the america episode: how many sides does a triangle have? UMMMMM, four? HAHAHAHAHA)

okay, i have churned out enough garbage now. so actually i just wanted to wish everyone a safe journey to and fro, and don’t forgot to pig on krispies over there. don’t gain too much weight though! hahaha.

love, liy

FRIENDS! Our single uniting dreamboat force has finally made another movie.. WITH TIM BURTON! and guess what, he’s SINGING in this one. Its called Sweeny Todd The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, and its a musical where he becomes a barber to take revenge on some people. Cool right? ok enough talking, here’s the god.

oh and yay we can watch it in NY!

samanchu

i woke up at 8.30 on a sunday to write a paper, understandably grumpy, but my mood has changed because i looked outside and the campus, the trees, the paths are covered in a layer of white goodness.  no wonder it was fucking freezing all of last night. that is all. tata