5 posts tagged “julia”
Big-O-Vision for the Orientation Odyssey Night 2008 photos. I had a blast spending those long five hours at the college hall in the company of my favorite people (bar the non-college favorite people), and having a huge TT Nite section in the audience really made it a lot more fun.
The emceeing was, to be frank, very flat, and I hope to see better things on our actual night. It's this Sunday, people! I need more tickets for my entourage than I get. Roslyn and Seroja are for sure coming, though I do want my parents to be able to see what kind of work I had been putting for these last four months.
SAMANTHA, IF YOU'RE READING THIS, PLEASE CALL ME BACK ASAP SO WE CAN CONFIRM IF YOU'RE COMING. I need you. Need you to come. Please, please, please, please, please come. Your presence would make all this work so worthwhile.
There are a fair few post-event photos (97! on Sarah's camera) which fancily-dressed people - usually me - pose for photos together. Here are my selection of my favorite 37. You'll see them tagged 'n' bagged on Facebook too, fear not. Assuming you lot have Facebook.
I had something to eat an hour or so ago at the clubhouse cafeteria, which I've been going to a lot now since I joined TT. Had the maggi goreng. Uploaded photos. I know you lot just want to see photos and not wordtextcommunications, so here it is.
Massive amounts of Big-O-Vision, so get ready your superfast connections!
I drove in (solo!) at 5.45pm, so before that, all photos don't have me. I'm vain enough that photos that don't involve me are usually not placed in the blog. But here is Julia (Miss Bigshot Rapper with a secret blog she ain't telling me), Tabby, Kieran, and Sarah.
All photos from Sarah's camera. Or Daniel's camera.
Inside. These are some of the people in Impromptu (or Imprompt2?).
The end, folks.
We all dressed nice, and watching OO Nite come off successfully really made us feel the reinvigorated TT Nite spirit.
TALENTIME NITE 08
A SCREENPLAY:
By Amirul B Ruslan.
CHAPTER ONE: Being Stalked
"Eh, I thought someone's watching me? So creepy."
AMIRUL: "Oh, well, nobody here."
JEFF: "Heheheheh."
AMIRUL: "Oh well, there's nobody after all."
(off-screen) JEFF: "Hehehehhehehehe."
CHAPTER TWO: The Duel
They were fighting... over Tabby. Julia was angry because Carmen had claimed Tabby as her own
TABBY: "Let go of me!"
CARMEN: "NEVAR!" (yes, nevar)
Julia did not like this intrusion of privacy
CARMEN: (*punches Julia*)
JULIA: (*not punching Carmen*)
Tabby had to choose between Julia and Carmen, and thus was she thrust upon with a dilemma.
TABBY: "Hmm, this is so much fun! Carmen and Julia fighting to the death."
But then Tabby remembered all the happy times she ever had with Julia. "Oh, bugger," she said.
But Carmen was winning the fight.
CHAPTER THREE: Backup Arrives
Carmen's backup, Myke, arrived, giving her power move - Lala Pose #1
JULIA: "Oh noes! A lala pose! Heeellllp!"
And then came Sarah, who was on Julia's side.
SARAH: "Feel the pain of my Lala Pose #2!!!"
EVERYBODY: (*dies*)
...
...
And thus Tabby walked off with the next person she saw, Winky.
And Tabby and Winky lived happily ever after, walking away over the corpses of Carmen, Julia, Myke and Sarah.
CHAPTER THREE: The Ladies' Man
Later, days later, when everybody respawned, everybody had a dinner together. And Jeff was most wanted there.
(Real life note: these were taken on the 14th at McDonalds in Jusco Alpha Angle, to celebrate Winky's birthday)
But we all know who the most good-looking man there was. It was Amirul.
Nobody's ever doubted it.
YING LOONG: "Because I'm the Souvenir & Prizes guy."
AMIRUL: "What?"
Ying Loong, Jeff, Angie and me. We're doing something of some sort, but weirdly enough I'm the only guy smiling. Hmmm. Did I insult somebody's mother again? Oh bugger.
EVERYBODY: "Break what?"
So, yeah, the play's over. A giant Happy Birthday to Winky, hey!
Photos of some recentness, which I here place here, as if to prove to you all that indeed I am in existence.
Some people actually say I write a lot longer when I've got Big-O-Vision to back my words up, but today, pfah! Just a random display of photos by me taken by one Julia Hoo, master photographress. Hey Jim, when are you going to take any awesome photos of me?
(Then again I guess this would not be completely fair on Jim - he's not got an awesome camera YET, and all he's got the chance for is shamelessly shameless photos of me and Danielle every two and a half minutes)
(Poor Jim)
A Selection Of Photos Taken By Julia Hoo.
Admired greatly by Amirul B Ruslan
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To all my other photographer friends: notably, Jaziel and Jim - GO TAKE SOME PHOTOS OF ME THAT ROCK.
Tracy, sometimes "wife of Amirul" - her words -, sometimes "mushroomgirl" - my words -, celebrated her 19th last Friday, which makes her bonafide old.
She's so old, you could put a dinosaur in a microwave oven, and Tracy would still be older.
... than the microwave oven. See? She's so old, you can't even understand the ludicrously stupid humor that fuels these jokes.
So, yeah: Tracy's birthday. Tracy is old. Blah blah blah. A large DJR1 contingent made their way to the Pavillion smack in the center of KL to celebrate her birthday. One name you have heard pretty much all the time - Amirul. Some names you have heard quite frequently - Tabby, Julia, Sarah. Some names occasionally - Tracy, Eason. Some names never - Chun How, Jeffrey, Ice. But we all went to Pavillion, regardless of how often we were blogged about in my blog.
Walking some distance to the Land of Fast-Foods Ahoy!, we noticed several prospective celebration-venues. A KFC. A Pizza Hut. And beguilingly, a hamburger place called Carl Jr., which promised monster-sized burgers. I am boiling in trepidation.
We went to Pizza Hut, though.
Here you go, Big-O-Vision: (but I have to use Small-O-Vision first, though) (Small-O-Vision is also called "thumbnails")
Here goes, with my patented Big-O-Vision. (God, I love saying that)
Ignore the fact that my arms look implausibly small, here I am breaking my long-forsworn vow to Never Eat Mushrooms. I didn't, though, though at one point Crazy Tracy put one in my mouth. I ran away and cried silently in the bathroom (...just joking). I didn't cry, really, just a sob or two over the loss of my innocence. Honest.
I am such a trendsetter. Now everybody wants a piece of the Mushroom. Julia actually successfully looks like she's biting it. She's creepy, she is.
I'm really surprised at how happy-chirpy the Mushroom-thing is. Tracy calls it "Doo Doo", but well, not all of us have the mental state of mind that Tracy has. The Mushroom-thing survives being bitten by a non-mushroom-eater, by an award-winning Chopper-and-Boiler, and now has a knife poised dangerously across its face. Does it even bat an eyelid? Not at all. That, ladies and gentlemen, is true courage.
Has anybody ever noticed this is Photo #413,560,072 where Julia and Tabby pose similarly like this? Has anybody? No? This photo guest stars my glasses.
Me, Tracy and Sarah. See that? My glasses? It's strange, really. It's like it moves of its own will, going from one person's face to another. Maybe it's just my imagination, but that's rather creepy.
Don't ask. Don't ever, ever, ever ask. Just... don't.
Happy duo Tracy and Eason, sometimes shortened in the manner of Brangelina into the wonderful-sounding Treason. I coined it myself. I'm such a genius. I'm going to call them Treason every day for the rest of my life. Or theirs.