Ah I sien d.....

HEY!!! Haan you spelt my name wrong again!

He always does that! one day i'll whack him on the head baru tau.

I'm Racheal without the A, thank you!

Ahemmm....

Let me introduce myself...as the co-author of this blog........the history of how this place came about.
One fine night in a fit of sien-ness, inspiration, and everyone's doin'-it-so-let's-doit spirit, Haan here decided to start a blog!

He is a firm believer of the power of graphical content, while I, being a firm believer in the power of words...decided on a random idea - why not do it together?

This idea was birthed in the midst of the dreary Communication and Ecology report(s).

Look at the amount of books I borrowed. Muahahaha. (some overdue oso...heheh..I'm goin2 pay a hefty fine for that...)

Back to me....erm I go by the pseudonym Chalenger...the proud owner of a diary-blog (which I will show you if I trust you enough! =P)...and...I am basically Haan's pretty funny hardworking coursemate-of-three-months-so-far lo...(have to be hardworking leh...architecture mar)

see even Haan here has to be hardworking.

YES, it IS Haan working. Don't be too shocked now, guys. First time he worked I couldn't believe it oso =P.

but of course we do have fun once in a while.

(can't see the small text here, but thts okay...bit offensive actually)

and we're here to give you all some fun while relieving our boredom. XD

Having 3 bros gives me the ability to enjoy a guy's sentiments and their point of view I guess. For example, I distinctly remembered hearing Haan burp like...erm...less than 10 times after eating pizza....

All these are memories. :P Enjoy~~~~~~

Brain freeze

Hi everybody.. Im Haan !!!

All the previous post are written by Racheal..
This is the 1st post Im going to write myself... My english grammer suxx so please dont mind my english .. For my very 1st report assignment I already kena FUCK by my lecture already, and guess how many mark i get.. 35 out of 100.. ya rite.. im not joking around.



Now im doing my new report..
Haiz.. Brain stuck again.. i cant think of anything now. This report is killing me... This report entitled "Written communication in the building industry has been obsolete with the advances that have been made in computer communication in the fields of CAD and BIM software systems".. What type of question is that ?? What the hell do you mean by written communication in the building industry !!! I tried my utmost to search in all electrical journal and even google it , but still i cant find the definition of WRITTEN COMMUNICATION... After fed up searching , I decided to seek help from my tutor.. The moment I show the tutor the question , she reply my back "WHAT THE HELL QUESTION IS THIS " and im like =.= ... The tutor said sorry, she cant help me.. den im like oh ok ~~~ @#!@#!$%#$%#^^# She said she will ask the lecture.. but till now I still cant get the reply from her.. but oh well.. I dun care already... I will just try to assume it.. Anyway the marking rubric is about references, so i dont give a damn anymore ! Now back to work.. hopefully i can finish it by tonight and submit into TURNITIN !!!!!




Enjoy this song.. its relaxing when ur brain is freeze ..

Crazy son of a bitches....

Rachel and I were walking back from the IH office at around 4am, tired, bored and stoned, both of us more than willing to get to the warm, warm room that is there waiting for eternal hibernation.....

UNTIL......

We saw THIS

First we didn't take any notice.....

AND then we saw this.........




















and what do you know, we couldn't get through at all, cos.....

um......

THIS isn't the first time that's happened. When it happened the FIRST time, it was STILL acceptable. The crazy monument that consisted of an armchair, sofa and other furniture of IH I couldn't remember was at least half the size of what it is now.

Like THIS.























Talk about the Revenge of the Crazy Sculpture.

What were they thinking man????!!!!! This abnormality was virtually impossible to climb through, cos:

I had a small bone structure, as a guy...
Whereas Rachel had a big bone structure, as a girl.

Conclusion: I was able to wiggle myself across the abnormality to get to the Fire Escape Door, to let my disgruntled partner in.

We put up a note in our annoyance:

After that, Rachel forgot that she had to brush her teeth, and she had to get out through the fire door AGAIN....

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Later in the night before we settled in to sleep, we heard a female voice go:

"Crazy son of a bitches."

Note: Chalenger notes that the sculpture disappeared the next morning, with a new note:

She must have been strong to carry all those stuff away....

Blogging ain't that hard....