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?).
Freedom and Rain make quite a lovely couple, yes? Mwahahahah. No, kidding.
Am I the only one who has this impression that Sarah's actually naked behind the curtain of our banner? Just kidding.
Bryan, Daniel and Kieran.
Post event photos - Tabby, Finalist Coordinator Lu Yin, and Mr Handsome. He shaved, I know. And now looks so so serious.
Emcee finalist Steph and myself. She wore a... colorful... outfit. A nice change from everybody's plain and dark attire.
Stacey and me. Roslyn passed me her eagle-bling for use with the coat, but Stacey said it looked okay, so it kinda matches with her gold aesthetic. In any case, she lied to me! Three weeks ago she promised to wear green, and match me! Pfah.
Eugene, our fine Program Coordinator, rarely is photographed and seen in my blog. So here's her. She was sitting one row in front of me and was quite open about flaunting her new boyfriend. Hmmmm? That said, she was looking very lovely that night, as did all our TT people.
Stacey and Carmen. Would I be right in guessing that Carmen was wearing what she wore for Accounting Night again? Tsk, tsk.
When I take photos with Hazel, I have to crouch so that we can actually see both of us in the photo. (My God, how many height jokes can I make of her anyway? My apologies)
A bunch of TT people acting out the "It's All Love" gesture. Kieran in particular, wearing blue, looks like a monkey. With specs.
My favorite photo of the bunch. It looks like one of them socialite photos. Tabby, me, Stacey, and Stacey's assistant Cecilia. There's even a blue line thing at the back to signify our VIPness.
Bad zoom! Stacey and me. I think I'll be forced to modify this and crop the DiGi bag out of the photo.
Two freshmen girls to my right, and two senior girls to my left. Steph and Hazel (thus me crouching), Tabby and Sarah. Double peace-signs, yo.
Hazel pendek.
Sarah and me. If you saw her entire attire, you'd realize how gothic she looked that night. I'm surprised she didn't go all the way and get a choker.
Elaine was very hot that night. She's one of our Program Designers, managing the dancing category, and generally a great dancer too.
Hazel again. This is yet another of my attempts to prove how short she is
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Sengggggggggggggg! If he dressed this smart every day, you'd forget he wears the same pair of crocs and dumpling shorts and NS belt as his usual uniform.
Also very nice. Except for my smug-serious look. Winky Kum Pooi Shan and Amirul B Ruslan, once more.
This photo is also a personal favorite. The lovely Angie to the left, and her assistant Program Master Carmen.
Amazing magic dancer Jackson features in this Blair Witch Project-style shockphoto with me. He's got a fair number of fans from practicing and performing at our promotional booth.
Caleb, drummer for band Everlasting, and Philip, bassist for band Fuziune.
Philip and Hazel. Funny photo, and quite excellent. She had no idea Philip was behind her.
Kieran and Steph. My condolences to her after the deaths of her cherished forty fishes.
Stacey and me again, again. (What's with the retarded, eyes-closed look?) We were at the right-most side of the VIP seats, and then at one point during the emcee interaction the emcee Amanda came over to us and tried to 'interact' and offer free DiGi simpacks. She was like, "Anybody wants a free DiGi simpack?" on the mic, and I was shouting "Stacey! Stacey!" whilst Stacey shouted, "Amirul! Amirul!" In the end, Amanda came over to Stacey and asked her why she deserved a free DiGi simpack. Her answer was, "But I don't want one!" To which Amanda shone the light on me and asked why I deserved a free DiGi simpack. My answer was, "But I've already got one!" She promptly took it away. Shame. I kinda wanted a new DiGi simpack.
Last photo of the night: Hazel and me again. Yeah. Drove to McDonalds in Melati Utama to have dinner with Bryan, Hazel and Daniel. I took Caleb, Kieran, Julia, Tabby, Philip and Steph. It's amazing how many people you can fit in a car and still be able to drive.
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.
STACEY TOOK MY HAT!
Carmen, who knows kungfu!, can kill you in five steps, if only you'd let her.
Stacey's still got my hat. We were trying a reversal of roles here. I'm puckering my lips like a girl's (I think!), while she's giving an interpretation of the oft-used Amirul B Ruslan pose. And yes, while she took my hat, I took hers. I <3 NY.
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.
Julia's so lonely.
Birthday Girl loves Hotter Than Your Neighbor.
Mr Handsome.
Jeff and Julia. Doing a faux-modelling pose.
AMIRUL: "Dude, why'd you steal my hat?"
YING LOONG: "Because I'm the Souvenir & Prizes guy."
AMIRUL: "What?"
Blurry shot of Birthday Girl and ViceChair Girl.
Tabby likes her fries.
More Mr. Handsome, indeed.
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.
Angie really enjoyed the lapdance I gave her. OK OK JUST KIDDING LOL I WISH RIGHT.
EVERYBODY: "Break what?"
I think this was what Angie meant by "break". It would be really funny if you put this photo upside down, and it would look like they're hanging from the ceiling.
I took this photo, which is why I'm not in it. At the far end, sitting beside Ying Loong, is Fan "Chicken Rice" Shen Yee. Chickenrice is out Publicity and Publications director.
Winky's cake, in the absence of candles, we made do with fries and tomato sauce. I bought the cake, some Chocolate Indulgence, for Winky. Later she even got ice-cream, from me.
So, yeah, the play's over. A giant Happy Birthday to Winky, hey!