Random

Random post because blogger ate my last one and I'm trying to see if I can make it show up again.

To entertain you today, Mei Studios brings you random ranting! (Don't you love alliteration? I know I do!)

Unfortunately I don't haveanything good to rant about that I haven't already ranted on before so I guess I'll just talk about something interesting.

*Whips out a pointer and a bunch of charts on those flippy paper on a stand thingies*

Here as you can clearly see is the Transformers movie which has been out long enough that I have no qualms whatsoever about spoilering it for you. I would like to bring your attention to the very last bit of the movie where Optimus Prime is narrating the closing sequence. Note that Sam and Mikaela are making out- on Bumblebee's hood. And that Optimus in robot form and IronHide in his pick-up from are standing/ parked a little way off, watching. Appearently the Autobots have a slight voyeuristic streak and Sam and Mikaela at exhibitionists at heart.

And that concludes our presentation for today. Thank you very much.

Contagious

Something tells me I've misspelt the title of this post... Go figure. -.-|||

Poor Cheng Jie (bankai!); Neeta's officially lumped him together with Grace and I now. We shall henceforth be known as "you three!". I swear the bad trinity jokes just write themselves...

Which means that in addition to the existing motion started by Neeta for Grace and I to get "divorced", we're not allowed to sit with Cheng Jie either. Ack, I keep planning to keep my head down during GP but it's hard to when it's one of the few classes I still have with Grace. Annoying.

Might or might not have gotten hooked on hanakimi today (blame Grace and her laptop) but my true love still lies with... uh... ah hell, there's enough fangirl love to go around. Except for Spidey. And then it's more like fanboy than fangirl because fangirling Spidey the way I do anime just seems... gross. I don't know why but some things are sacred.

Ugh, I hate having exams, haven't Halo'd for ages. I could really do with a good bout of Slayer to take the edge off. Speaking of which I've realized that I'm really looking forward to when this is all over and I can get my 360, play some Gears of War and have a social life again- maybe not necessarily in that order. I swear college life has turned me into a social butterfly- relatively. Which is kinda disturbing come to think of it...

Today's the first time this year that I was able to leave school early on Friday and not stay back for Spectra at all. Funnily enough I don't miss it too much- even if it does feel kinda wierd being so free suddenly. It's going to be really strange when the later issues of the webcomic start to go up and I realise they're totally foreign to me (in layout and art at least because I have read the script for the rest of this chapter) because I wasn't chasing people to do the pencils and ink them.

People at shool are starting to stress about the prelims. I can't decide if my not panicking here is good so I don't burn out or bad because I'm starting too late... I guess we'll find out next year. O.o

Parents' are outta town. I hope Mom remebers to buy me those socks I like. And not in pink!

I wanna play soccer and stop dancing.:[

Surprise!

Well, (I tend to start alot of my sentences with "well" when I blog/talk to myself in my head/monologue. It bothers me yet I cannot make it stop! It's like using bad pick=up lines...) been awhile since my last entry (a week-ish)and since then I have been sick, probably flunked a bio test, watched a certain individual from CWC drive my girl friend (and a bunch of my juniours) to distraction and glued Cheng Jie's Nikes to the ceiling of NL8.

Okay, I haven't actually done the last one but that doesn't mean I might not be planning it. Or not... Whoa, random.

Anyway... uh... Crap, i can't type out good entries when a third of my brian's embedded in a fic, a third watching TV and the last third squabbling with a headache... I think I wanted to say something about today's photo-taking...

Oh yeah. Our formal photo? May be a bit, well, f***ed. Yeah... Personally I blame whoever said "tell a joke so we all laugh" while we were posing. After that the bad jokes that followed that caused the entire front row of girls to dissolve in laughter with the camera clicking the whole while... Only to be expected. *sigh* At least we look like we're all having a really good time. And the informal shots were a whole lot of fun. Though Nat's hip-thrust-which-will-not-be-further-elaborated-on may have rendered on of those photos... inappropriate for use.

Juniours threw a farewell party for us today. Funfun! And we met a new guy who did Wenbin's "what's *****************" question. He wikied- amidst many screams of "oh GOD don't do it!!"- and went: ok. So?

!!!!!!!!!!!

Not okay, so not okay...

@.@

Alas there was no gaming console -unlike our last big party- though there was pizza and lots of it. Wenbin brought his unicycle and as usual, there were bad puns and jokes abound... I'm going to miss all this.

Pimping

Just needed to spam THIS

Yup, that's it, I'm done. Some drama with the hand over but dare I hope it's finishing up? Ack.

New Beginnings

Well, tomorrow's my last day as Spectra... Whatever the hell role it is I play exactly. I guess I was sorta webcomic IC and secratary-ish but really, Spectra was so cloes and tight-knit, we all did each other's work (read: Grace did alot and made everybody else do their work) and roles and duties eventually blurred.

But we've got a new exco structure now (which will be revealed tomorrow!), thanks largely to the new branches of webcomic and an actual functioning website.

I wanna emo about this because I feel like I should and on some level it's a bit sad to be stepping down but actually? It feels right. We've been carrying the Spectra torch for a year now, we've pulled it up from 'falling apart' to 'going somewhere'. Plus we've got good juniors to hand over to so it feels good. Besides, it's not like we can't crash every so often. :D

I'm beginning to think GP's not worth going to. Only one question left: how could I have taken five months to figure that out?