8 posts tagged “tabby”
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.
I've got the feeling my blog is mostly photographic nowadays, so it's time to balance.
The week beginning 19th May and ending 25th May was our auditions week, a hectic time which involved lots and lots of running around and shouting for things. Funnily enough, it seems to have worked just nice. We got a large number of auditions, some serious, some not so serious. Our publicity booth in the canteen foyer was also a hit. We had performances on several days, some of which involved singing, some of which involved dancing, and one in particular was a rendition of The Cranberries' Zombie, which involved lots of jumping and shouting to the chorus.
Now, this week, the week beginning 26th May and ending tomorrow, was a less hectic week, but one that involved regular meetings and irregular classes (we had four scheduled, yet only one actually happened: a classroom lecture on Malaysian Constitution, sarcasticyay). We had our committee photoshoot on Thursday, which was another exercise in legally allowing Amirul to wear a suit everywhere he goes. That photoshoot was fun in its own right - we had free makeup and free hairdo styling, for which makeup involved three makeup artists arguing which shade of foundation looked best on me (I Am Not Making This Up), and the hairdo involving about three minutes of a style known generally as Making Amirul's Hair Look Kinda Like His Hair Already Is, But Marginally Messier. It's a hallmark in hairstyling. I have yet to see the photos, but some comments I heard were positive, and some were negative. Ya win some, ya lose some.
I watched some of the finalist training on, um, Wednesday, wasn't it? They somehow did the impossible task of exasperating Andy our emcee trainer, who happens to be one of the nicest, most gentlemanly people I know, even if his favorite greeting to me is his original song Amirul, which involves bawdy rhymes with my name. So the finalists needed some kicking here and there, and I gave my all in trying to maintain a serious look of +1 leadership.
Oh, screw the words, let's have some photos, and photographic descriptions, before I have to go down and do some laundry.
Julia took this photo in late April '08, cementing her status as Favorite Photographer, capturing me here in my Winter Communist look, despite the fact that the surroundings are anything but winter (or communist, for that matter).
Myke is the loveliest person in the world, because she was born on February 15th. Here she is taking a photo of me with Julia's D50, which she swears never to lend to people.
Jeff is a photographical whore. That's the correct expression right? Photographical whore. Thoroughly nice person, very responsible, but never ever give him a camera.
The briefings during Audition Week. Andy, the guy standing there in the slightly-off-center, is the emcee trainer mentioned previously. Also in the shot is Michelle, leaning against the desk, who is also pretty awesome, simply because she has a car and is completely willing to drive me around.
Stacey, our PR Director, seen here talking on the loudspeaker trying to bring people to either our booth or our auditions room. I assume she succeeded very well. You may have seen Stacey before on this blog. She had a guest starring role as Stacey, Amirul's Date in the episode "Accounting Night" earlier in this season. Her success on that episode sees her taking a recurring role this season. In fact, so recurring, she's going to have other photos on this post.
The crowd of white-dressed people are either our crew, our committee members, or random people dressed in white.
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!