Viv: It's a pity you can't make Pulau Ubin on Sunday
Me: Yeah, probably for the best though. I have a Kione deadline Sunday.
Viv: KIONE!
Me: Haha, why the fanfare?
Viv: Miss him. Haven't heard about him for so long.
Me: Yes, so long that you've changed her poor gender.
Viv: Oops.
Me: It's okay, she's at the bottom of the sea at the moment anyway. Not sure how I'm going to get her back.
Still don't know how she's getting back. Poor transgender Kione.
Showing posts with label conversations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label conversations. Show all posts
08 July 2010
14 June 2010
Relationship advice, five cents.
Confused: How do I hint to him that nothing's gonna happen between us without being too obvious or hurting his feelings?
The engaged one: Just be really clear and honest. It'll be okay.
A pause.
The engaged one: Or you could pretend you have a boyfriend.
The engaged one: Just be really clear and honest. It'll be okay.
A pause.
The engaged one: Or you could pretend you have a boyfriend.
27 March 2010
Hello, resident!
Am very in love with the fact that my boyfriend's idea of being inconspicuous to sneak in past condo security guards is to chant "I LIVE HERE! I LIVE HERE!" accompanied by a very bizarre "resident" march.
(He was joking, I think, but it was still unbelievably funny. A catch if there ever was one; there's no explaining attraction.)
(In case anyone's interested, true "resident"-s march like the love-children of professional walkers and the Red Army.)
(He was joking, I think, but it was still unbelievably funny. A catch if there ever was one; there's no explaining attraction.)
(In case anyone's interested, true "resident"-s march like the love-children of professional walkers and the Red Army.)
19 March 2010
Deciding what to do with our Friday night.
Claire: What about District 9?
Holly: What's it about?
Claire: Reads off imdb "An extraterrestrial race forced to live in slum-like conditions on Earth suddenly finds a kindred spirit in a government agent who is exposed to their biotechnology."
Pause.
Holly: It doesn't sound very interesting.
Claire: But it was nominated for Best Oscar!
Holly: ... where all the directors forget about making good movies and instead polish their statuettes to be the shiniest of all?
Holly: What's it about?
Claire: Reads off imdb "An extraterrestrial race forced to live in slum-like conditions on Earth suddenly finds a kindred spirit in a government agent who is exposed to their biotechnology."
Pause.
Holly: It doesn't sound very interesting.
Claire: But it was nominated for Best Oscar!
Holly: ... where all the directors forget about making good movies and instead polish their statuettes to be the shiniest of all?
18 August 2009
while inventing Harry Potter monopoly with Holly...
Holly: What about Platform 9 3/4s?
Me: We can use it as the transport space! No wait, let's use the Hogwarts Express!
Holly: Okay! *starts writing
Me: Hogwarts Express, the Firebolt, the Ford Anglia... and what else?
Holly: Evaporation!
Me: We can use it as the transport space! No wait, let's use the Hogwarts Express!
Holly: Okay! *starts writing
Me: Hogwarts Express, the Firebolt, the Ford Anglia... and what else?
Holly: Evaporation!
24 February 2008
Italian friend: ... I mean, the Romans killed Jesus in such a horrible way.
him: Yeah, well you know, Rome is in Italy.
Italian friend: Oh my god, ITALIANS KILLED JESUS????
I am so hooked to podcasts. Podcasts are my new best friend. Thank you, podcasts, for filling my life with meaning, and ending monotonous bus rides forever. Since most of the podcasts I'm listening to are Melissa, John and Sue (and now Frak, what kind of a name is that, I ask you?) happily obsessing about Harry Potter, I suddenly feel like writing a book.
No, no, not a book about a girl named Sally who discovers she's a witch and goes off to school. I am not yet that desperate, NTU's infinite plagiarism policies have worked, rejoice, NTU! The thing is I really don't know what on earth I'm going to write about, does anyone have a story in need of a writer? I am zero creative thought but I like to write, and my life is just too boring for journaling anymore, I am beginning to be tempted to make things up. April 5th, Mas Selamat kidnapped me when I was walking to endless tuition classes and told me of his next dastardly deed.
Give me some crazy ideas, friends!
Finally I have a bunny! Behold, the obsession.
mmm... foot.
The ultimate best thing ever about having a rabbit has to be seeing Les waving a stuffed leopard at it, shouting "HAKUNA MATATA! HAKUNA MATATA!", while Miffy calmly chews on an alfafa stalk, looking at me like "So what else is there to eat around here?"
him: Yeah, well you know, Rome is in Italy.
Italian friend: Oh my god, ITALIANS KILLED JESUS????
I am so hooked to podcasts. Podcasts are my new best friend. Thank you, podcasts, for filling my life with meaning, and ending monotonous bus rides forever. Since most of the podcasts I'm listening to are Melissa, John and Sue (and now Frak, what kind of a name is that, I ask you?) happily obsessing about Harry Potter, I suddenly feel like writing a book.
No, no, not a book about a girl named Sally who discovers she's a witch and goes off to school. I am not yet that desperate, NTU's infinite plagiarism policies have worked, rejoice, NTU! The thing is I really don't know what on earth I'm going to write about, does anyone have a story in need of a writer? I am zero creative thought but I like to write, and my life is just too boring for journaling anymore, I am beginning to be tempted to make things up. April 5th, Mas Selamat kidnapped me when I was walking to endless tuition classes and told me of his next dastardly deed.
Give me some crazy ideas, friends!
Finally I have a bunny! Behold, the obsession.
mmm... foot.
The ultimate best thing ever about having a rabbit has to be seeing Les waving a stuffed leopard at it, shouting "HAKUNA MATATA! HAKUNA MATATA!", while Miffy calmly chews on an alfafa stalk, looking at me like "So what else is there to eat around here?"
13 February 2008
On watching Goblet of Fire again.
Something like that SCENES FROM LORD OF THE RINGS THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN USED AS SETUPS FOR BAD COMMERCIALS HAD THE FILMMAKERS NOT RESPECTED THE MATERIAL thing on mellie's blog. Also kind of one of those things that is not going to be funny to anyone but me and my sister, and maybe mel, but I had to remember somehow.
Barty Crouch JR.: I'll show you mine and you show me yours
He dramatically thrusts out his arm, revealing the dark mark.
Dumbledore looks shocked. He pulls Harry's arm forward, revealing the bloody scar left by Voldemort.
Holly: Huh? Why did he even do that?
Claire: Next take - Snape thrusts out arm bearing Spongebob Squarepants tattoo.
Holly: Everyone: Ooooooooh....
But seriously, after I watched GoF, I felt so darn excited. I don't even know why, that's not even the movie that I like, although I think it did redeem itself at the very very end when they reemerge from the maze, and you have to admit, all that nice chumminess between Cedric and Harry is kind of, well, nice. Anyway, I felt like re-reading all the books! The whole thing is just so amazing, the way it threads together, and to be fair, I don't think any commercial movie could give it justice in it's wholeness. It's sappy, but I love Harry Potter(!), especially when he bangs his head on the wall to the delightful rhythm of ANGST ANGST ANGST.
And I kind of realised that mellie, you will always be my friend, for who else could I turn to to gush about these things? I was looking for the LOTR thing on your website and so was scrolling through previous entries, and there was this whole 2-week period where you were like LOTR SOUNDTRACK IS MY LIFE every post, and I thought, man, this is totally the person I want to be friends with for the rest of my life!
I also need those soundtracks, badly. I've lost mine ):
After the whole uni-drama with my family, I think I'm the kind of person who doesn't say what she thinks, because she's afraid to disappoint people, so she kind of just rolls with the expected course. This is baaaaad, because I just feel worse and worse until finally, the reveal, and people are disappointed anyway AND angry, because I took so long to tell them. So I'm just going to say now, before it's too late and the dreaded AND angry becomes an inevitable consequence, that I've decided that I won't be going back to TJ, or any church for awhile. Because it was getting more stressful to go to services than anything else. I don't know why it was stressful, maybe the weight of the noise, and the emotion, and the smiling people. It felt like the dreams I had when I was very young, that I was in a big field full of black, enormous tyres, and they were crushing me. I used to take the train in, and sit at Hans and just dread it, then I'd start walking and end up exploring the city, or listening to music at the Esplanade, and it felt so much easier to be alive and to love everything. The last DCD pre-service I attended, I left early and as I came out of the building and burst into the daylight it was like flying away. It was one of the best feelings I have ever had, and I knew then that TJ wasn't the place for me anymore. It was too hard, and an awful, pointless kind of hard. It's sad, but I'm a happier person for not going.
Barty Crouch JR.: I'll show you mine and you show me yours
He dramatically thrusts out his arm, revealing the dark mark.
Dumbledore looks shocked. He pulls Harry's arm forward, revealing the bloody scar left by Voldemort.
Holly: Huh? Why did he even do that?
Claire: Next take - Snape thrusts out arm bearing Spongebob Squarepants tattoo.
Holly: Everyone: Ooooooooh....
But seriously, after I watched GoF, I felt so darn excited. I don't even know why, that's not even the movie that I like, although I think it did redeem itself at the very very end when they reemerge from the maze, and you have to admit, all that nice chumminess between Cedric and Harry is kind of, well, nice. Anyway, I felt like re-reading all the books! The whole thing is just so amazing, the way it threads together, and to be fair, I don't think any commercial movie could give it justice in it's wholeness. It's sappy, but I love Harry Potter(!), especially when he bangs his head on the wall to the delightful rhythm of ANGST ANGST ANGST.
And I kind of realised that mellie, you will always be my friend, for who else could I turn to to gush about these things? I was looking for the LOTR thing on your website and so was scrolling through previous entries, and there was this whole 2-week period where you were like LOTR SOUNDTRACK IS MY LIFE every post, and I thought, man, this is totally the person I want to be friends with for the rest of my life!
I also need those soundtracks, badly. I've lost mine ):
After the whole uni-drama with my family, I think I'm the kind of person who doesn't say what she thinks, because she's afraid to disappoint people, so she kind of just rolls with the expected course. This is baaaaad, because I just feel worse and worse until finally, the reveal, and people are disappointed anyway AND angry, because I took so long to tell them. So I'm just going to say now, before it's too late and the dreaded AND angry becomes an inevitable consequence, that I've decided that I won't be going back to TJ, or any church for awhile. Because it was getting more stressful to go to services than anything else. I don't know why it was stressful, maybe the weight of the noise, and the emotion, and the smiling people. It felt like the dreams I had when I was very young, that I was in a big field full of black, enormous tyres, and they were crushing me. I used to take the train in, and sit at Hans and just dread it, then I'd start walking and end up exploring the city, or listening to music at the Esplanade, and it felt so much easier to be alive and to love everything. The last DCD pre-service I attended, I left early and as I came out of the building and burst into the daylight it was like flying away. It was one of the best feelings I have ever had, and I knew then that TJ wasn't the place for me anymore. It was too hard, and an awful, pointless kind of hard. It's sad, but I'm a happier person for not going.
07 February 2008
He's the one who loves Scarlett Johansson.
Claire: So does he like you or what?
Ling: Dunno, he seems interested and then he doesn't.
Viv: Maybe it's like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
Claire: Or the Prestige - have you noticed a mysterious bearded and hat-wearing man kind of following him around?
Ling: Well, sometimes he has stubble and sometimes, HE DOESN'T.
Sorry I haven't posted Mellie! But since you're the only one who moaned, you get a pretty good idea of how many people actually read this, hurhurhur. Anyway I'm busy with my latest project - madly burning every candle I've ever been given so I can clear space in my room! Of course I couldn't just throw them away, they have sentimental value or something. Instead, I shall burn them into oblivion in my bathroom (to reduce the risk of fire hazard caused by ten thousand burning candles). Hoo-lay.
Ling: Dunno, he seems interested and then he doesn't.
Viv: Maybe it's like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
Claire: Or the Prestige - have you noticed a mysterious bearded and hat-wearing man kind of following him around?
Ling: Well, sometimes he has stubble and sometimes, HE DOESN'T.
Sorry I haven't posted Mellie! But since you're the only one who moaned, you get a pretty good idea of how many people actually read this, hurhurhur. Anyway I'm busy with my latest project - madly burning every candle I've ever been given so I can clear space in my room! Of course I couldn't just throw them away, they have sentimental value or something. Instead, I shall burn them into oblivion in my bathroom (to reduce the risk of fire hazard caused by ten thousand burning candles). Hoo-lay.
13 December 2007
Karen: Ryan called me while out shopping and said he'd been naughty, and I thought he'd bought beer but when he got back he'd brought a great huge inflatable grim reaper for the kids halloween party. He thought it would be a great idea for the doorstep.
Pam: Oh goodness.
Claire: Did they like it?
Karen: It was ten feet tall and after we'd blown it up Jemima was so terrified of it I had to tell her that it's name was Sally and that it was actually smiling before she'd go out to look.
Pam: Siobhan was shell-shocked when she brought her baby home. I asked her if she was okay and she said "I've got to be a grown-up now, haven't I?"
Grandpa: Well, we've all been through it.
A pause
Claire: Yes, I remember those days.
Grandpa: You need a good clipping around the head.
Today there was frost in the garden when i woke up but the sun was shining so I decided to walk in the woods next door for the first time since I'd gotten here. It was beautiful and I saw two pheasants and several squirrels and stalked rabbits to try to get a decent photo down at the field below the woods. I was stalking a particularly tame bunny throw the undergrowth when I came to a clearing where the frost was so deep it looked like snow. It was beautiful. I stood there for half an hour completely still, and eventually the rabbits ventured back, and I watched them happily until it started to get dark and I had to head back.
Pam: Oh goodness.
Claire: Did they like it?
Karen: It was ten feet tall and after we'd blown it up Jemima was so terrified of it I had to tell her that it's name was Sally and that it was actually smiling before she'd go out to look.
Pam: Siobhan was shell-shocked when she brought her baby home. I asked her if she was okay and she said "I've got to be a grown-up now, haven't I?"
Grandpa: Well, we've all been through it.
A pause
Claire: Yes, I remember those days.
Grandpa: You need a good clipping around the head.
Today there was frost in the garden when i woke up but the sun was shining so I decided to walk in the woods next door for the first time since I'd gotten here. It was beautiful and I saw two pheasants and several squirrels and stalked rabbits to try to get a decent photo down at the field below the woods. I was stalking a particularly tame bunny throw the undergrowth when I came to a clearing where the frost was so deep it looked like snow. It was beautiful. I stood there for half an hour completely still, and eventually the rabbits ventured back, and I watched them happily until it started to get dark and I had to head back.
23 October 2007
we love marking primary school papers because....
A Frog on his Own.
"One fine morning, John brought his pet dog, John, to the park."
"A little frog jumped onto the boat and the boat fall in the water because it liked the boat."
"The boat was diestroyed."
"The boat drowned."
Don't worry, it's in a better place now."
"The frog was every every hungry. There was one more of a mosquite, that the frog was every every full."
I am every every confused.
"Benjy (the frog) imagine that a bee is a butterfly so Benjy use his tung and catch."
What exactly have you been taking, Benjy?
"When the frog catch a bee, the bee stung it's touhge. The frog did not eat bees anymore."
"The frog quickly swam to the pond."
Quick! Let's swim! To the pond! On the ground!
"Benjy (the frog) saw a baby on a baby trolley."
"There was a mother and a baby in a pram."
Show off.
"I baby name is Sally."
Good for you, I baby.
"All the pet jump over Sally cachu."
Sally's what?
"Benjy jump and jump and jump."
Go, Benjy, go!
"The baby was crying because the cat saw the frog beside a lady."
I get emotional about that too.
"The woman is giving the baby but the frog did not want to give the baby."
Those selfish frogs!
"The baby was mad."
Beware, there are mad babies afoot...
"Then the little boy was eating the frog and finish it up"
"John was angry to the cat and they lived happily together."
Hooray!
...Compiled from essays by primary 2s
"One fine morning, John brought his pet dog, John, to the park."
"A little frog jumped onto the boat and the boat fall in the water because it liked the boat."
"The boat was diestroyed."
"The boat drowned."
Don't worry, it's in a better place now."
"The frog was every every hungry. There was one more of a mosquite, that the frog was every every full."
I am every every confused.
"Benjy (the frog) imagine that a bee is a butterfly so Benjy use his tung and catch."
What exactly have you been taking, Benjy?
"When the frog catch a bee, the bee stung it's touhge. The frog did not eat bees anymore."
"The frog quickly swam to the pond."
Quick! Let's swim! To the pond! On the ground!
"Benjy (the frog) saw a baby on a baby trolley."
"There was a mother and a baby in a pram."
Show off.
"I baby name is Sally."
Good for you, I baby.
"All the pet jump over Sally cachu."
Sally's what?
"Benjy jump and jump and jump."
Go, Benjy, go!
"The baby was crying because the cat saw the frog beside a lady."
I get emotional about that too.
"The woman is giving the baby but the frog did not want to give the baby."
Those selfish frogs!
"The baby was mad."
Beware, there are mad babies afoot...
"Then the little boy was eating the frog and finish it up"
"John was angry to the cat and they lived happily together."
Hooray!
...Compiled from essays by primary 2s
04 October 2007
Aiyah, she ah lian only..
Train driver: Dear Passengers, due to a train ahead, this train will be slightly delayed. Sorry for your inconvenience cause.
Girl: "Sorry for your inconvenience cause"? It should be "Sorry for inconvenient cause" la!
Boy: Aiyah, he train driver only, what to expect?
Girl: "Sorry for your inconvenience cause"? It should be "Sorry for inconvenient cause" la!
Boy: Aiyah, he train driver only, what to expect?
31 August 2007
His Life. His Work. His Passion. (This was in "things you have typed recently". The logical explanation: Michaelangelo's been using my computer.)
Vivienne: You guys should've taken the LRT with us, it was totally empty!
Claire: Yeah, I was running up and down the train waving my hands in the air and shouting!
Kanj: You were what?
Claire: Well, I figured I might as well do it while I had the chance. But Vivienne said maybe there were people on board that only we couldn't see ...
Vivienne: ... yeah, cos no one else at any of the stations wanted to get on our train ...
Claire: ... though admittedly it could have been because they saw me running up and down waving my hands in the air and shouting.
Hafiz: "Your attention, please. The next train to arrive at Platform A is for monkeys only. Thank you."
Weekly Wednesday Sleepover, 12.57am.
Claire: So are you guys going to school tmrw?
Vivienne: Ling's going all the way to school for one stupid tutorial.
Ling: [Makes happy contented sleeping sound]
Vivienne: Sorry what did I say? I meant, Ling's not going all the way to school for one stupid tutorial.
Claire: Yeah, I was running up and down the train waving my hands in the air and shouting!
Kanj: You were what?
Claire: Well, I figured I might as well do it while I had the chance. But Vivienne said maybe there were people on board that only we couldn't see ...
Vivienne: ... yeah, cos no one else at any of the stations wanted to get on our train ...
Claire: ... though admittedly it could have been because they saw me running up and down waving my hands in the air and shouting.
Hafiz: "Your attention, please. The next train to arrive at Platform A is for monkeys only. Thank you."
Weekly Wednesday Sleepover, 12.57am.
Claire: So are you guys going to school tmrw?
Vivienne: Ling's going all the way to school for one stupid tutorial.
Ling: [Makes happy contented sleeping sound]
Vivienne: Sorry what did I say? I meant, Ling's not going all the way to school for one stupid tutorial.
03 August 2007
Primary 1 Dilligence
Miss Claire: Does anyone know the name of the red-indian princess?
Class: ...
Miss Claire: Okay, it starts with P...
Class: ...
Miss Claire: P-O...
Class: Po! PO!
Miss Claire: No, that's a tellitubby. P-O-C...
Boy: POKEMON!
Miss Claire: Er, no. It's Pocahontas, guys.
Class: Oh...
Miss Claire: Did you watch the movie?
Girl: Miss Claire...
Boy 2: Eeeh.. girl movie..
Boy 3: Miss Claire, Xin Lin beat me...
Girl: Miss Claire...
Miss Claire: Yes, Crystal?
Girl: Pocahontus met this man from a ship and Pocahontus father want to kill him but Pocahontus said no because he was very handsome.
and i really don't like those advertisements for tv shows that cut and paste things that the characters said to fit into the voice-over.
Class: ...
Miss Claire: Okay, it starts with P...
Class: ...
Miss Claire: P-O...
Class: Po! PO!
Miss Claire: No, that's a tellitubby. P-O-C...
Boy: POKEMON!
Miss Claire: Er, no. It's Pocahontas, guys.
Class: Oh...
Miss Claire: Did you watch the movie?
Girl: Miss Claire...
Boy 2: Eeeh.. girl movie..
Boy 3: Miss Claire, Xin Lin beat me...
Girl: Miss Claire...
Miss Claire: Yes, Crystal?
Girl: Pocahontus met this man from a ship and Pocahontus father want to kill him but Pocahontus said no because he was very handsome.
and i really don't like those advertisements for tv shows that cut and paste things that the characters said to fit into the voice-over.
20 June 2007
Hooray for Pokka Lemon Tea!
Mum: There were all these flying foxes flying over the boat.
Viv: Wait, I thought flying foxes don't really fly, they just glide?
Holly: No, they fly, that's why they're called flying foxes.
Me: They're a kind of bat I think.
Holly: No, they're foxes.
Viv: I thought flying foxes are squirrels?
Me: That would be flying squirrels.
Car ride back to my place
Viv: Hooray! I'm going to see Trixie again! Oh trixie trixie! She's so cute, she's just like a little angel.
Claire: A blind angel that stinks.
Today is subject registration day, the day I have to tell the NTU system what I want to study for the next half a year and which time slots so they can tell me those time slots are full and stuff me in some ridiculously cruel timetable that starts at 8.30 and ends at 7pm, with 5-hour breaks in the middle that I will spend sitting forlornly at the CS benches pretending to study.
So since I got into the office (which was at about 12noon, because this morning I committed myself to doing this fantastic thing called wasting my life ie. lying in bed until my body felt like it was starting to 2become1 with my torn bedsheets, courtesy of Smokey.) I have been watching the little blue bar on the bottom of my computer screen tick away until 1.30 (the time to register) and then on past 1.30 to 2.26, where it stands now and in 4 minutes time I will lose any chance of going back to school this semester, which is exactly what I want but which is also exactly what I have not told my father yet. It is extremely nerve-racking, throwing my carefully planned future away, but I'm sure I will find another one soon.
Viv: Wait, I thought flying foxes don't really fly, they just glide?
Holly: No, they fly, that's why they're called flying foxes.
Me: They're a kind of bat I think.
Holly: No, they're foxes.
Viv: I thought flying foxes are squirrels?
Me: That would be flying squirrels.
Car ride back to my place
Viv: Hooray! I'm going to see Trixie again! Oh trixie trixie! She's so cute, she's just like a little angel.
Claire: A blind angel that stinks.
Today is subject registration day, the day I have to tell the NTU system what I want to study for the next half a year and which time slots so they can tell me those time slots are full and stuff me in some ridiculously cruel timetable that starts at 8.30 and ends at 7pm, with 5-hour breaks in the middle that I will spend sitting forlornly at the CS benches pretending to study.
So since I got into the office (which was at about 12noon, because this morning I committed myself to doing this fantastic thing called wasting my life ie. lying in bed until my body felt like it was starting to 2become1 with my torn bedsheets, courtesy of Smokey.) I have been watching the little blue bar on the bottom of my computer screen tick away until 1.30 (the time to register) and then on past 1.30 to 2.26, where it stands now and in 4 minutes time I will lose any chance of going back to school this semester, which is exactly what I want but which is also exactly what I have not told my father yet. It is extremely nerve-racking, throwing my carefully planned future away, but I'm sure I will find another one soon.
10 June 2007
18 April 2007
Tsk tsk.. didn't you ever read "The Odyssey?"
[listening to "Rainbow Connection" by kermit the frog]
Kermit: ... have you been half asleep, and have you heard voices? I've heard them all calling my name...
Ling: Oh dear Kermit, don't go with them! Don't!
Me: Stay away from the light!
Kermit: ...I've heard them too many times to ignore them ...
Ling: The Woodbridge Connection.
Kermit: ... have you been half asleep, and have you heard voices? I've heard them all calling my name...
Ling: Oh dear Kermit, don't go with them! Don't!
Me: Stay away from the light!
Kermit: ...I've heard them too many times to ignore them ...
Ling: The Woodbridge Connection.
26 February 2007
Project Groups
Vivienne: What's the name of the girl with the camera?
Kai: Pearly
Vivienne: Oh. So what's the name of the other girl who I thought was Pearly?
Kai: Pearly
Vivienne: Oh. So what's the name of the other girl who I thought was Pearly?
29 January 2007
Lectures are a many-splendoured thing!
Lecturer: Okay guys I think you better settle down now
Claire: Quick, she said settle down, will you marry me?
Vivienne: What?
Lecturer: If you're running a news burrow...
Vivienne: Bureau, he meant bureau right?
Lecturer: ... chief of the news burrow ...
Claire: Rabbits unite!
Viv: You know, if he talked faster we'd end within an hour.
Claire: If he actually said something useful, we'd end in three seconds.
Well, to be be fair, he did give us the link to Theft Sensor, a free beta program for Macbooks. If you're going to the bathroom or somewhere quick, and you're worried while your friends are talking someone will nab your laptop, behold! Now there is Theft Sensor to save the day! I can use the remote control that comes with my Mac like those car key things to turn on the alarm. Then, if anyone tries to be funny by, say, closing the cover or trying to move my laptop at all, the Mac motion sensor will set off a siren.
It's the kind of siren you hear in action movies when the base is self-destructing, potentially thief-scaring stuff, however, my speakers are SO SOFT that it's really quite useless. Maybe if i'm very lucky, the person sitting next to my Mac might feel for a while that somewhere, someone very small is in distress.
Claire: Quick, she said settle down, will you marry me?
Vivienne: What?
Lecturer: If you're running a news burrow...
Vivienne: Bureau, he meant bureau right?
Lecturer: ... chief of the news burrow ...
Claire: Rabbits unite!
Viv: You know, if he talked faster we'd end within an hour.
Claire: If he actually said something useful, we'd end in three seconds.
Well, to be be fair, he did give us the link to Theft Sensor, a free beta program for Macbooks. If you're going to the bathroom or somewhere quick, and you're worried while your friends are talking someone will nab your laptop, behold! Now there is Theft Sensor to save the day! I can use the remote control that comes with my Mac like those car key things to turn on the alarm. Then, if anyone tries to be funny by, say, closing the cover or trying to move my laptop at all, the Mac motion sensor will set off a siren.
It's the kind of siren you hear in action movies when the base is self-destructing, potentially thief-scaring stuff, however, my speakers are SO SOFT that it's really quite useless. Maybe if i'm very lucky, the person sitting next to my Mac might feel for a while that somewhere, someone very small is in distress.
17 January 2007
What we really do in CS111
Rachel: Finishes writing down names of new group members Okay. Now I have to write down a personal characteristic so i can remember who is who. Starts writing again ... Colleen... dimple... Chermaine... spectacles... Cathy... Pauses to look appraisingly at Cathy ... skinny...
16 January 2007
Technicalities, technicalities.
Claire: Is every lecture going to just be him showing us these stupid slide shows of past works?
Viv: No... last week it was the other lecturerer showing us these stupid slide shows of past works.
Claire: remember that guy who bought us dinner after lindy that day?
Viv: oh yeah
Claire: i suddenly thought of him, i don't know why
Viv: maybe because you were thinking "i wish there were more nice guys in the world who'd randomly give me money"
One day I'm sure me and God will have a good laugh together about all the things I went through in life, but right now, I can't help feeling a twang of 'why me'.
Anyway, over the weekend I took Anya (Viv's hamster) and Penny back home since we weren't staying at hall. I put them together in Penny's cage, which was perhaps not such a good idea. First, Penny tried to assert her dominance by going into Anya's cup (they each have cups to sleep in). That didn't really work, because thereafter, Anya just used Penny's cup, and wouldn't let Penny anywhere near it. THEN, Anya turned the cup Penny was now using into a toilet. Oh, the things we could learn about the art of war from hamsters.
Viv: No... last week it was the other lecturerer showing us these stupid slide shows of past works.
Claire: remember that guy who bought us dinner after lindy that day?
Viv: oh yeah
Claire: i suddenly thought of him, i don't know why
Viv: maybe because you were thinking "i wish there were more nice guys in the world who'd randomly give me money"
One day I'm sure me and God will have a good laugh together about all the things I went through in life, but right now, I can't help feeling a twang of 'why me'.
Anyway, over the weekend I took Anya (Viv's hamster) and Penny back home since we weren't staying at hall. I put them together in Penny's cage, which was perhaps not such a good idea. First, Penny tried to assert her dominance by going into Anya's cup (they each have cups to sleep in). That didn't really work, because thereafter, Anya just used Penny's cup, and wouldn't let Penny anywhere near it. THEN, Anya turned the cup Penny was now using into a toilet. Oh, the things we could learn about the art of war from hamsters.