of bats and flashes *cue batman theme song*

every now and then, even blind bats fly high.

and so, poser sunnies...wicked wings...superpowers *koff* and all...
bring on the cinarazzi -

it's photo-taking time!
single shot...

sepia shot...family shot, in time...
girly shots...

couply shots...

everyone in line...

'ven the boys behaved divine!*

the low wang wong heng

sue j t gidz

wheeeeeeee...!

the editor wishes to thank all who willingly accepted high photo-blinding risks and braved the unending experience of self-imposed celebrityhood in the production of this documentary

*good-humouredly succumbing to the persistent photomania

ps. then there were bollywood shots - what?? - but that's for another time

the ART of multitasking

the many uses of a Uni of Melb BA cert

baton for participants of the special olympics (you know, the games for the disabled)

photo ornament to make up for where the boys lack

double duty non-enlarging telescope & view narrower

fly swatter. also useful for beating off pervs*

makeshift sunshade cum reality checker

and there you have it - the top five uses of a good ol' rolled up sheet of paper. top quality paper, mind you. presented by the deputy dean of the faculty and conferred by the chancellor himself.

*in no way implying that the model used in this demonstration is a fly.

sophie's world

i know, late beyond belief. due to a number of not-so-great excuses, but nevermind that. just wanted to dedicate this trio to the newlyweds. thought i'd get a few shots of the blushing bride in her gorgeous gown and eternal train, and - luckily - got her to forget her bridal duties for a wee while and pose. at this point most guests had been ushered outside to all things yummy, though i highly suspect some sneaky photographer saw us and grabbed the chance to snap away too. not that that was a problem of course, since - and only since - he didn't get in my way. but enough chitterchatter - mrs ngian: i wanna see bahamas in exchange for this!

frenzy

of a retail nature.

i swear she brings out the worst - or best, depending on your prespective - in me. except that the discipline and will power (to resist, specifically) she possesses is not actually transferrable. mind you, she encourages me. like i need any.

i think she induces the best kind of worst.
okok. so that's my warped sense of justification and complete lack of shopping consciousness talking.

if any excuse will do, will the excuse of having no excuse work?

what do you do when prevention and cure both fail? i mean she even brings along an exceedingly patient bag carrier-liquid replenisher. how can a girl say no?

Escapees from the Asylum for the Shoppingly Unsound, sufferers from Spending Money We Don't Have Addiction, who "habitually contribute to the Australian economy."*

* Dr Terence Heng, quoted with permission from his to-be published book How to say NO

stuffed

like a cute cuddly teddy

cuddly for the fluffy woolie warmers
fuzzy socks oversized jumper clumsy gloves

teddy for the dangerously illegal multilayers and bloaty tummy
ballooningpregnant goldfish style, add flapdash of penguin, chunkypinch of kuih lapis

ok scrape the cute
definitely

stuffed from olivevinegardrizzleoncuredmeatscheeseroastedvegies
bakedeggsliceantipastogreeksaladcaramellatte lunch good fun lizzie then freshbakedbreadlashingsofbutterpotterhouse

steakmushroomcreamygarlicblackpeppersauces

chunkyfriessaladside dinner piggy partners T and B topped with chocolateicecreammoussecookiemuffinchocieshotchoc

kokoblackoverdose over girly chittychat with miss B

good to have you visit! loved indulging our earring addiction together. dangle on, girl. *wink*

to appease the masters

assignments are such a bitch.
and all part and parcel of student life.

so here i am, writing up some empirical so-perfect-it-could-never-work-as-my-lecturer-has-way-too-cheerfully-and-repeatedly-pointed-out-but-you-just gotta-do-it-that-way-that's-the-way-it-is strategic marketing plan.

did i mention he said that most of us - i bet he meant ALL, he just wanted to be politically correct, the bastard - will have overwhelmingly disgusting problems with the business definition and scope bit - the foundation of the entire plan, mind you - because, get this, it is impossible to achieve. read: you cannot define it because it is indefinable. in which case i would like to point out that ALL, not just most, will fail at doing. hah. take that mr lecturer.

is it just me, or didn't i conclude that we're been given a task that cannot be done? bahh.



btw, mr lecturer is nice. very nice in fact - as far as we can tell - so far. i bet the mr hyde side of him made those dumb assignments. why can't he just stick with jekyll??

return of the talent scout

welcome back alixmalix!
i know i'm slow, but then i'm slow.


don't you worry, i'm sure we'll have a baileygoodtime!

*speechless*

we pay (the highest fees amongst all unis) to get into the exclusive, snobby-but-that's-the-point university of melbourne, victoria's number one tertiary education body (is it also australia's best? i forget). along with this, we pay services and amenities fees and other such compulsory money-sucking schemes. so it is only natural that we come to expect and get the very best of all things, including mail from our disgustingly rich student union, advertising semesterly offered short courses, and its accompanying short course newsletter short & snappy.

so as not to bore you with the *surprise surprise* short, wonderous excepts about nothing, here's a shorter glance at (some of the) quotes plainly lifted off its glossy, coloured pages:

Under its CORNY PICK UP LINES section:

If I could rearrange the alphabeth, I'd put U and I together.

'You know what? Your eyes are the same colour as my Porsche.'

'If you were a booger I'd pick you first.'

'Do you have any raisins? No?
How about a date?'

Revelation! I wouldn't have expected any less.
I would share the rest with you, I mean, since I've paid for it, but then I learnt:

Procrastinate now, don't put it off.

photo dump, part 2: holiday babies

jody's seven-weeks-pre 18th






mum's six-week-early dinner














did i mention that mum and jody are born on the same day? yep, exactly the same - 22nd august to be exact. and no, jody wasn't induced.

i could eat you

HANG LAUREN
ok, so you gotta be malaysian to get it, but it's still funny!

talents (among others):

1. having successfully wrapped grandparents, parents, uncles, aunts, etc round her lil finger and making them vie shamelessly for her attention.
2. hiccuping vigourously and on cue when poked in the tummy by her uncle T.
3. fussing her way into just about anything she wants.
4. having yummy baby smell.
5. being absolutely adorable with your tiny lil feet and lil wiggling fingers and tinier nails, your cutesy button nose, your clever lil fake-fuss, your big, alert eyes and gaping mouth as you look out at the strange big world, your thick tufty black hair and silken skin.

photo dump, part 1: 4th annual dinner

well, 1st really, if you consider it the LEfers' rather than ACCF's.

there was the party...

...and then there was the after-party...