Night in Tinseltown

Before the ball, i came back from class at 11am, had lunch. Then i was rushing my project so that i could go to the ball with a clear mind since the dateline was tomorrow. So, with my part left since Jc did his part, i spend the whole afternoon touching up the CAD and drawing visuals for the report. So while everyone went to the sports and recreation center, i was in my room with my eyes glued to my laptop. Thanks celine for reproducing the drawing and teaching me polylines, you really saved me lotsa time!!! I owe you one. When i was done, it was 530. Havent ironed my shirt and had a bath i had to get to the bus meeting place at 630. I spent 30 minutes ironing my shirt(first shirt ironed in aus). I think Gerard's iron wasnt hot enough or maybe it was just me. but i managed to do it.



A ball there was,
Residence amongst,
A night in Tinseltown its called;
Gentlemen were dressed in shades of black,
Matching shirts and shoes, except for me.
The ladies were their very best,
Trying glow and gleam from the rest,

I looked around in dismay,
Being shy of a suit, was me.




Table set up with the elegant theme of gold and white. Nice deco and ambience.






The best thing about this ball, its not because its a 3 course dine, but it was a free flow of Victoria Bitter, Chardonnay and Shiraz. I was reluctant to drink considering my 11am lecture the next day, but i soon gave in as Jun started drinking with me. The best thing was, out of the 20+ tables, there was only 2 tables with asians.

So being unique, i thought...lets do the " YAAAAAAAAM......SENG!!". So mustered all the power i could from our table and started our barbaric chant. The other asian table beside us(who were our friends) thought we should do an all asian thingy. SO BOTH tables did it again while every other table was eating, drinking or people dancing. Its a stress reliever and a culture shock for the aussie. oh well..spreading our culture. You can sense that everyone stopped and stared at us FA to see what the hell was going on. A local then, came up to me(claimed to be from a drinking club) wanted to know what we yelled before we drank. so i told him.. and he said he would introduce it to his drinking team. i was like, (thumbs up!) cool!


Picture of us in action

The only downside was the event started late. So while waiting for the ball to start, everyone went into a picture taking frenzy. Here are a few.


Arabian Nights?




Don Corleone sent us to give you an offer you cant refuse.



The dazzling starlets.


Representing Stairway 8


She was my date, was she? I think so. Are you?



We always have our gay moments, but its not easy keeping a straight face. We DID not kiss, i say again. WE DID NOT.


Aik and I warming up to the ambience.


Who dances like a wave moving through a body of water, Aaliyah


Hello Kitty!!



The three from F floor.


The four corners of a square


It was worst than a chinese wedding being off schedule. And they starved us. The first served us a bun with butter. We gobbled it up and we were still hungry.. it was about 8 and we still havent had dinner. Then they teased us with their entree that looked like this.




Some baked fish with sweet and sour sauce with lemon, tasted like the msian sweet and sour sauce back home. Everyone else was happy with their meals and started heading off to the dance floor. I was still hungry and getting grumpy. The whole ball was an interlace of food and dance. I later had enough to eat when my mains arrived and then the desert(tasted like crap).

This was what we found on our table coming back from the dance floor.Its a...breast pad thingy which you insert in your bra to make it look bigger.Jun with alcohol running through his veins by now, took the boob thingy and placed it on his chest (INSIDE HIS SHIRT). Then he gave us a sexy poses flaunting his new boobs to us.So all of us rushed to feel his new boobs out. He looked like an A cup instantly.He felt like one too :P. Later we decided to give it a new look. I took a melon seed and placed it in the respective area. So its a guys perfect dream, boobs with alcohol.






Di and I at the dance floor. Shes a can of sunshine.


The guy i got drunk, AGAIN

After the dancing, all of us boarded 3 buses that left in 30 minutes intervals from 1130. We were like school children being obedient after having a crazy night. Li yee was my escort back home. feeling high with a camera, this is what you get



there you go smalls, thanks for rushing me for the post..really appreciate it.. :P~