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Thursday, December 30, 2010
slow boat to china

I met my cousin today and between telling us about his older girlfriend and his gym endeavors he seemed kind of pleased that I have finally adopted his faith (Warcraft) (which I have not, it was just a one-off thing!). So he went on to share a tale of brotherhood between him and his raiding group, which consists of one of his friends' father. Lol?! He said his friend's dad frequently calls his son a cheebye while playing.

How is everyone?!?! I miss everyone...

I also realised one day a while ago that Krista White from ANTM Cycle 14 looks like female Arjun.

Oh yes! I went to Haji Lane last week and I tried CHICKEN BISCUIT FLAVOURED ice cream. It was really a life-changing experience.

posted by @tarundoru @ 12:01 AM

Friday, December 24, 2010
merry christmas!!!

XMAS GREETINGS FROM RIADY ISLAND


AND CELESTE

posted by @tarundoru @ 7:41 PM

Saturday, December 18, 2010
another ranty post

I just had a really really horrible experience trying to get a baby lizard to gtfo of my room!
Warning: Angry post + lizard hate + maid hate + lizard hate x121329301

I CAN GO ON ABOUT HOW MUCH I HATE LIZARDS 4EVA

PART I
First it was lurking in a high corner and ran behind a framed painting beside the window.

My mum carefully pried the painting away while I cowered in a corner holding a rolled up magazine. There was nothing there! But when she backed away, it put on a burst of speed and darted to my window. KNNBCCB!

I decided to take a leaf from Niranjan's book and spray insecticide furiously at the patch where the lizard seemed to be. However, it was not asthmathic like Hamzah and my attack had little effect.

Optimistically, I believed the little cheebye to have run outside and slammed my windows shut, hoping it seriously gtfo.

PART II
It did not!!!

I walked into my room a good while later, suspecting nothing. To my horror, it was squatting jauntily right above my head having a disgusting lizard shit. I'm not that sure what it was actually doing but at the rate lizards leave their shit all over the place, that's probably what they do all day long. >8(

When reinforcements (my mum, my maid and the ladder) came, it had already scampered away.

PART III
This time I decided not to let the repulsive cb out of my sight and camped at the door waiting for it to emerge. But with my myopia I couldn't spot it until my mum came over and acted as my scout.

She brought in the ladder and I gave her the spray. She sprayed until the lizard actually convulsed and at this news my small and shrunken heart gave a leap of happiness.

We had a meeting and decided that it must have run into the cupboard where my old toys are stored.

The long and grmoansy process of removing every single box to clear the space up there began. But when it was cleared, the lizard was GONE once again. At this point my hate was rising furiously!

PART IV
When all the big boxes had been removed, my mum suddenly spotted a small blackened thing like a petrified shit lying on the floor. The sneaky lizard had crawled all the way to the floor while we were removing boxes?!

I thrust some kitchen towels to my maid while shouting madly on my bed. It was a horrific and grave situation, but she was finding some hilarity in how this lizard had bested her in hide or seek. She grabbed the lizard while giggling and instead of squishing it like nature demands, let it crawl out of her grasp again.

My mum and I screamed and shouted so loudly we woke my dad sleeping next door. Finally, my maid managed to pick up the lizard and killed it. All was right again.

PART V
I packed up the remnants of the chaos while my maid mopped the floor. While the floor was drying, I sat on my bed. There was a flicker of motion by the bookcase and when I went closer to inspect, I realised it was the cb lizard's wriggling tail!!!

Wtf was my maid cleaning if she didn't even clean the dirtiest part of my room?! I was so pissed but she just kept giggling to herself and saying "mop already tail still there". STILL DARE SAY IT?!

EXTRA MAID BONUS
Last week I was watching Cycle 14 of ANTM and my maid was slacking around and watching while holding a tablecloth and not doing anything otherwise.

Suddenly, she asked me, "Why that girl so black? So black still a model!"

Btw she is referring to Krista the cycle winner.


When I didn't reply, she asked a few more times and kept hatin' on Krista's skin colour repetitively. I scowled and thought to myself...RACIST MAID!

posted by @tarundoru @ 8:27 PM

Monday, December 13, 2010
we have a situation

I am spending my holidays unproductively. But at least I am not watching The Wheel Of Fortune like Bensoh.

2 weeks have already been squandered at the JCLP. It was a true gamble because idk whether I will reap my cert. Gabriel and I were in a very sour mood after we'd selectively chosen our schedule, which didn't go down too well. The sad thing is it wasn't only us but we were unlucky enough to get owned. I regret it but I had a good time at SAM, which I really wanted to visit because of the Wu Guan Zhong exhibition. I studied art in sec school and my coursework was partially inspired by him! Although Gabriel in Niranjan's words "paid 7 bucks to get owned by Easy A", he is now saved. Now only me and Yong En are in danger...aiyo.

It's not much better than last year's holiday. I can't remember much of what happened but I distinctly recall going shopping at 313 and fishing and pretending to be a fat greedy ang moh at Chilis many times. Then I moved to the GWC service apartments for a long few weeks as my house underwent renovation. Rachel came to stay over one of the nights and she and Petra passed me a debilitating fever which crippled me for the rest of my stay there after we played ricetarded computer games all night long and ate Cedele cakes. How come food is always a key component of all adventures?

Anyway...here's something Niran made:

XOXO
The first time I watched it I was lolzing so hard I couldn't tell if it was Shivam or Shreyas there. It might be exceptionally lolzy because it's strangely easy to imagine it happening it real life.

posted by @tarundoru @ 8:05 PM

Sunday, December 12, 2010
kwikwotes

It's time to hand over my passport to the clerk at the border of sleep, but I must quickly report on an old lolzy tale of Niranjan riding BenMok before it goes stale in my memory:

While we were walking to the City Hall station after the conferences one day, Niranjan went extra mad. We were spying on BenMok fraternizing and Niran simply sprinted forth. He grabbed Benmok's shoulders and nimbly leapt onto Benmok's back. He must have been a leapfrog champion in his youth. Instead of buckling and roaring and pounding his chest, Benmok flexed his muscles and began tearing down the path at breakneck speed. Niranjan whooped and swayed precariously from Benmok's back like a leaf in the wind.

Let's go to the Botanic Gardens for a picnic soon! All must come! Celeste and I have signed a contract with each other to visit the zoo/picnic at the Botanic Gardens before 2011 or else we'll have to go to prom wearing turbans next year. We are crazy LOL.

posted by @tarundoru @ 11:42 PM

Tuesday, December 7, 2010
mariah carey

Today I was very sian. While my friends were gay dolphins, I was being a bored and sian sea sponge eating fish shit or whatever sea sponges do to pass time. Maybe I will find out by asking Shivam, the master of fun facts.

"Did you know that it is illegal to smoke a cigarette more than 5m from a dustbin?"

"Did you know that what you see during the day after you wake up from a dream will make you think of it?"

"Like if you dream about a bar of soap and then you wake up and go shower, you'll start thinking about your dream."

Niranjan began thinking of spending all night long dreaming about soap.

Intrigued by the subject, Jiya shared her nightmare with us. In it, her sister had transformed into a cow with a yellow ribbon like Gregory Samsa. In the meantime, her father was talking about the importance of chasing your dream.

Later, we had to attend another conference. BenMok wasn't wearing school pants and this made us extremely curious. Could this be like the time he wore his uniform (Billabong shirt, singlet, trousers) to school instead of what he was supposed to wear? But he had enormous news for us - he had lost 10kg and dropped a dress size so that his school pants were too big for him! He is a real life testiment to Doctor David's Diet. All girls seeking weight loss can go seek Dr David too.

Hamzah did not take this too well, which resulted in a public display of a nipple-cripple (Benmok's word).

Sanjev also told us how while visiting an open hearing, Hamzah told the noisy man beside him to stfu, only for the man to stand up next and go await his sentence. Upon realising he'd just offed a criminal, he wasn't so brave anymore.

That is Just So Hamzah.

During lunch a few days ago, he stretched across the table, trying to hi-five Arjun while congratulating him on some good news. Somehow in his enthusiasm, he flicked a piece of fried fish into his own ear. After shouting about how oily his ear was, he removed the fish and put it on a cushion. Niranjan had no words for this except "what a disgusting cheebye!"

Today, we were given a chance to pose questions to a panel of speakers from the prison services. Hamzah ran down to the mike just as Kar Min stepped up to make her own query. The moment Hamzah stood there, people in the audience began lolzing and talking already. It was clear he had something interesting to say.

He asked how anal sex amongst prisoners is detected.

The panel probably got a good opportunity for comparison and realised how diverse the students of our school are. It's true. We come in all shapes and sizes.


Niranjan also pointed out that many of the girls at the conference adhered to that observation. He found one that he deemed suitable for Benmok and passed it down the row to where Benmok was sitting on the opposite end.

Benmok cracked his knuckles threateningly while Niranjan mouthed CHIOBU CHIOBU.

Benmok elbowed Sanjev hard in the side and asked him to pass it down. Unfortunately due to the way we were seated Niranjan had to receive this from David, the buffest in the line.

Niranjan did something to David's moob and asked him to pass it down too. We watched in anticipation as Shivam explained to Sanjev what he was supposed to do to Benmok. Sanjev gave Benmok a half cheeky half apprehensive look, as Benmok's brows furrowed warningly.

A wild struggle took place in the sombre location. We gigzed so hard people turned around to stare. Niranjan actually turned sort of red from stifling the giggles. He clapped his hands over his mouth. His cheeks puffed with lolz. He kept letting out strange strangled sounds. David said in amusement and concern that he looked like he was going to burst.

To commemorate Benmok's success here is a great video that was created by Bchen. Last night Celeste, Ranny, Bchen and I made more jibjab videos but I will save them for Christmas!

posted by @tarundoru @ 8:21 PM

Thursday, December 2, 2010
hop into my king-size bed

We went out to eat dinner as co-workers after a hard day of labour. I felt very old and sad listening to everyone talk about work, life, and other serious things.

But we were still not as old as we felt. Today Shivam and Gabriel forced me to go to Benson's Toy Store, where I reluctantly accompanied them in their excited perusal of various toys for various types of play. Somehow, we were not identified as office workers yet again :-(

Benson asked us if we were there to buy Christmas presents. We heartily agreed and claimed we were buying our friend Yi Dong a butt plug for Xmas. Maybe for his birthday next year hehe.

For everyone's birthdays this year, Gabriel practised collectivisation and bought a fancy big box of chocolates from Marks & Spencer. He wrote down the names of everyone in class with a heavy reliance on spellcheck (me).

Anyway after our excursion in the toy store in Burma, we took a lift up to see Niranjan. He was pleasantly surprised to see us standing outside his workplace with shiteating grins plastered all over our faces, after he'd warned us on multiple occasions in multiple phrasings not to come see him.

posted by @tarundoru @ 10:24 PM

Wednesday, December 1, 2010
past and pending

Yesterday Niranjan and I went shopping at the supermarket in our office clothes. During our adventure there many lolzy tales were exchanged.

As we perused the candy aisle I told him about Amaris' ricetarded brother. She once hoped fervently that he was austistic, but it turned out he was simply ricetarded. People have also called her and mistaken her brother's voice for her own. I recounted tales of how he ate lizard eggs while mistaking them for candy, how he doggedly demanded that she play Crazy Frog songs for him on her music player, and how he begged me and Rachel to help him play neopets games while we were very hard at work on a Bio project with a looming deadline.

As we walked to the dairy section Niran then countered with stories of his troubled past involving cheese sticks and Smiling Cow snacks. We realised we both used to be avid eraser and sticker collectors, especially when it came to sets of various flags of different countries. His quest for the Brazil flag eraser was parallel to my thirst for the Germany flag keyring from the Rollercoaster snacks.

Finally we looked at Sanjev's favourite brands of milk, which include Dutch Lady milk and Smoo milk. There are some really catastrophic flavours of milk, like papaya and banana. Why on earth would anyone milk a papaya or a banana?!

posted by @tarundoru @ 9:49 PM