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2.1.03 well, here's a photolog of events till the very end of '02 and from the very beginning of '03. go check out ivan's journal for a more textual description.. especially stuff regarding big crowds of crazed singaporeans. kaka :)enjoyed the nite with the likes of bapoh, ivan, tony, yansheng, weihan, nicholas, guangsheng, jane, weiting, yanie, vivienna, isaac + chris. and some guy i puked on at the washroom. and some seow angmoh's too.. anyhoo... 
(coast is clear for the evening. dad finally replaced the eyehole in the main door, where a family of wasps once lived..) 
(ivan searching in me room, ways of blending into the party crowd..) 
(bapoh naturally blending into his surroundings on the bus ride. koff.) 
(yah, i oso amazed at the decision meself..) 
(the big walk to sentosa's entrance. there were way too many people for comfort. ack.) chanced upon a bunch of bushwhacker angmohs who have prolly spent quite a sorry period of time in s'pore. could curse in hokkien with cheenabeng accent to complement. they had the will to piss in the bushes too :P 
($8 for a warm beer, anyone?) 
(crapload of crowds meant we had to take alternative routes down to siloso beach. severe case of ants in our pants after this nature walk..) got pretty confused the moment we reached the venue. turns out mediacorp has a fetish for strange music, first we heard terror-tambla music, then some really haemorrhoid-inducing techno. couldn't get our way in before 12am thanks to security checks. the people in charge of issuing wristbands got nuts after some random criticism coming from the crowds. poor things. decided to stay out of the queueing crowd lest we'd enjoy the fireworks whilst stuck in a human traffic jam. that was where the group got separated i guess.. most of the guys were too eager to take part in that gigantic foamy bathtub. walked a distance and managed to take these few firework piccies: 
(hey! these turned out better than me NDP photos!) 
(yanie + vivienna..) 
(..yanie + isaac. thanks for the vodka + tuna combo :) 
(self with bapoh.. who's got austin powers' sweaty chest glands.) 
(burp.) 
(indication of the number of braincells still in use.) 
(...okay, for some reason, we're beginning to have some 'V' fetish..) 
(re-enacting a day in the life of orville & wilbur wright. no, i didn't sprain my ankle here lah.) 
(drowning in a pool of negative art.) 
(a fistful of sand containing saliva, ashes and god-knows-what.) 
("try that on me and prepare to receive my fists of fury.. *gurgle*") yanie + isaac left after awhile due to work commitments the next morning.. good thing they took with them the vodka or the remaining few of us would drift + end up on johore's shores. 
(self waving chris' sparkler. he deceived me into eating one. i thought it was pocky. bleaugh..) 
(attempting to depict the shape of a heart. turned out to resemble more of a baboon's arse.) rejoined the guys who managed to get into the venue early on.. 
(birthday boy yansheng made to be grateful for his new year's air..) 
(the guys after a few hours well spent in the masturbation pit - cum - dance floor.) 
(trying to pinpoint the exact location of bali.) 
(jane's.. doing something.) well, here's the gist of my mortal injury.. went into the foam party with the others. the outer borders of the platform was sand mixed with soapy solution, sorta quicksand-ish sai. i jumped into that on my way out after the first round, misjudged the landing and sprained the outside ankle. %&@#*$. 
(inducing coldness in the ligament would help, said chris..) 
(go tan tock seng lah ah bin, said mom. ivan, does this label look familiar to yer? :) will be immobilised for the next few days, till the weekend at least i guess. too bad i cannae join you guys for ubin or night cycling. have fun.. ooh, medication! cheers to all :) 0 Comments: |
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