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RAGGED...

Bitched on: Monday, August 13, 2007
Time: 8/13/2007 07:08:00 PM

Updated: See the new video of the RAG 2007. Enjoy!!

I can't believe that one year has passed since my dancing days back in SDE (School of Design and Environment) RAG 2006.

Its time to pass the dancing shoes to the freshies and get my ass to work behind the scenes and get to work on the float. Now, my peers are the ones manning the stern - Jiawei's the RAG head and Bert's the Float Head.

Yes, after days burning under the hot sun for the Istana event, I dove straight back into RAG preparations. Once again, nights were sleepless and days were spent under the hot sun. Now, I am beyond black (so burnt... no....)...

But it was all worth it. We won 7 of the awards and one of these is the President Shield for Best Float!! 3 years in a row baby!!! Hopefully the tradition continues for many years to come.

Well done freshies, both the floaters and dancers, these 7 awards really belong to you guys.

PS: And well done too to Science Faculty, a worthy opponent; neck to neck in the race to sweep all of the awards.

I will upload a better version of the video (clearer and more from the central area) once I can get my hands on the video.

:)

See here for the table of results.

Labels: RAG

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Topless on Orchard

Bitched on: Sunday, August 27, 2006
Time: 8/27/2006 07:06:00 PM

A last RAG update, I swear.

At least for this year.

Last Sunday was our performance at Plaza Singapura (PS) for the public.
We were all decked out in our RAG costume (and yes, for me it was just the PINK bottom with the colourful and 'gay' belt that looks awfully like the female dancers' skirts).

So we (just the male dancers, duh...) were all topless.
It was 'eye-candy' galore at Orchard Road for just that one Sunday, lol...

Here are the pictures.

Once in a lifetime, man...
Now I can proudly say that I have walked down Orchard Road (at least the Dhoby Ghaut area) half-naked.
We even 'embarrassed' ourselves on this stage at PS (meant for some OSIM showcase) and posed for some pictures during our break. We did attract a lot of attention (fortunately not from the security guards) and a lot of people were staring at us, confused as to why these retarded people were dressed up like pixies and elves...

But when it came to performance time, everything went smoothly. We performed twice.
And it was quite an emotional one for me when we performed for the second time. Not only would that be our last time performing, I was finally performing it for my Mum (and my sisters, my Dad was still busy parking the car) who have been tolerating with my late-night rehearsals and crap.

To all the Raggers, it was fun guys. Great working with all of you.
And to those freshies-to-be,

"See you at RAG 2007!"

Labels: RAG, school

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Drawing lines.

Bitched on: Saturday, August 19, 2006
Time: 8/19/2006 12:29:00 AM

"Architecture is the Art of how to waste space."
-Phillip Johnson
That was my quotation for my first studio assignment.
And my tutor loved it. My work lah... not only the quotation.

Kinda feeling relieved right now. First assignment leh.
Need to make good first impressions.
Need to 'carry balls' a bit (ie. suck-up).

We had to draw a 'space between two objects' and have a quotation that we can somehow relate to the drawing...

I honestly have no idea what it means too.

So I 'assumed' it was a negative space between two 'objects'.
And I drew a 'silhouette' of a person napping with his head on an archi drawing board with outlines of his archi tools all over the space (also my intention was to waste the space on the otherwise 'empty' A1 drawing paper).

The last 'accidental' part really made my tutor like it even more.
Cause it really goes with my quote. Wasting space.

But that was just the easy part of the assignment.
The most 'shiong' part was to draw lines...

Yes.

Drawing lines.

Many many lines. 20 lines, one centimetre apart, with consistent pencil thickness (0.5mm) and intensity.
And then draw more lines one millimetre apart (which are 0.1mm thick).
Do that horizontal. Vertical. With pencils and then repeat that in ink.

Think its easy?

Try it.

Without dirtying your paper. Without fingerprints. Without ink smudges.

Do it on A1 paper. Plus two other linear drawings (one diagonal and another pentagon-shaped design). Repeat it in ink.

One mistake, one smudge and there goes one piece of your A1.

So you do it over and over again. Until 4am the next morning.
With your fourth A1 paper.

A1 paper is not cheap mind you.
I tore up (in frustration) 3 pieces so far.

In fact, the course itself, Architecture, is not cheap.
I have just spent close to $150 on the equipments (so far).
I'm sure I'll spend much much more when we have to do the models in the future.

Sianz.

And the lectures are like, "HUH?"
I think my lecturers are like in a world of their own.
They can go on and on rambling about this and that, leaving most of the students completely lost.

And I need to brush up on my English.
Most of the time I'm like, "Huh? How the hell do you spell that word?" or, "What does that mean?"

Sigh...
And to think I was this close to taking a Mass Communications degree instead.

Some people in the Archi course are so competitive leh. I know of some who actually 'cheong' (rush) to borrow the library books recommended by the lecturers as soon as the lectures end.
Imagine 200 over students all pouncing on the same book!

And one thing I notice about being in a studio filled with budding architects is that its hard to stand out!
Everyone is so talented. And that's why everyone rarely compliments the other.
But I was going around, "Wah"-ing at other people's works.
A bit loser-ish, I know.
And also its a bit of a 'culture shock' cause coming from a Science background ie. classmates who can't draw nuts (and everything else for that matter), I'm always at the receiving end of compliments.

Haha...

Sigh...
Its just the beginning.
Will I be all geared up for this course?
4 years of hellish working hours, sleep deprivation and obesity from an over-consumption of MacDonalds (which is just a stone's throw away from my studio).

Anyway, a friend made an 'accidental' joke just now.
We had a Rag rehearsal (for Sunday's Plaza Singapura public performance, do come down to support) earlier today, and the Archi 'raggers' were punctual. The same can't be said for the other Building and PFL (don't ask me what it stands for) 'raggers'.
So when my architecture course mate made that comment to another friend (from another course), the other friend told my archi friend, "Wah, so now you archi people drawing lines lah..."

You geddit?
As in to 'draw a distinction between us and them'?
As in to 'literally draw lines' also!
Get the pun?

OKOK, not funny.

I'm sleep-deprived. Who can blame me?
I find everything easily 'amusable' (if there is such a word) now.

Rag Update:
This coming Sunday we have a public performance at Plaza Singapura.
SDE (School of Design and Environment) moi's school's performance timeslots are around four plus and six plus (not too sure exactly).
I'll still be wearing pink.

And someone actually posted this on YouTube.com.

We were high lah, it was close to midnight. And it was 9 hours to the actual performance.
There's also one of our Rag rehearsal. See here.

I'm finally on YouTube but I'm half naked!!!
And I'm wearing PINK!!!
ARGH!!!

Labels: architecture, RAG, school

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Rag Day: Updated

Bitched on: Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Time: 8/15/2006 03:17:00 AM

Sheer magic as SDE wins the Least Cost for Clubs award for its magical forest float

Our picture!
Its 'frontpage' on the NUS website...
Though, they obviously missed out the BEST FLOAT award..

Some kind soul actually posted our Rag performance on YouTube.

Here.

Enjoy...

I was the guy (in pink, laugh all you want...) coming down from the float at the beginning of the dance.
And I lost my balance after I spun out of control... haha..

A bit messy lah the dance, but it was nice, nonetheless.

Here are the updated pictures for Rag too.

Labels: RAG, school

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Shag Day

Bitched on: Sunday, August 13, 2006
Time: 8/13/2006 11:52:00 PM

Some pictures uploaded. See here.

Wah...

Have you ever slept for more than 12 hours?

I slept for 16 hours (that's my personal record)...
In fact, I just woke up.

Wah...

Why the 'shagness'?

After close to a month of dance practice and helping out with my faculty's (School of Design and Environment, SDE) float, yesterday was our Rag Day.

They should have renamed it to Shag Day.
Seriously, it was really draining.
I have never felt so sleep-deprived since Army.

At least in Army you can 'steal' naps here and there.

What's Rag? You might ask.

Its something like Chingay or like some kind of festival with float processions and festive colourful performers (think Mardi Gras).

Sounds gay, huh?

Well, I don't know how I got myself into it, but I did.

So we had been practising for roughly a month (me juggling with work for the first two weeks).

And I had to change dance partners here and there. At first, in my absence.
And then, because I couldn't carry my partner.

Yes, it was more embarrassing for me than it was for her, apparently.
I couldn't do some lifts with her.

Yah yah...
In my defence, she was only lighter than me by 5 kg.
Even she said it herself.

All my gyming gone to waste...
lol.

I had helped out with the float too.
I even slept over last Friday.
And got a fever the following day.

The float for your information, was just a truck (or lorry) decorated with (supposedly) recycled used materials.

We won the Cheapest Float award as most of our decorations were 'recycled' from last year's float.
And we also bagged the Best Float for Faculty award.
Which, to us, was a great relief.

Cause we were under a lot of pressure to win big.
BIG.
Last year we (and I mean SDE) had swept a record-setting 4 out 5 of the awards for float, only losing the Best Float Presentation Award (ie. dance).

And we wanted to repeat history again. And maybe win the last award too.
But alas, our hopes were dashed when we saw how great our competitors were, especially Medical Faculty (which surprisingly, to me, had a lot of HOT CHICKS) which eventually won the Best Float Presentation.

Also, we were under intense pressure from our 'dance instructors' during every single rehearsals to improve. I have to admit, we were a really childish and playful bunch (uncharacteristic for 20-year-olds), and we did deserve all the'scoldings'...
Unfortunately, not only do we have the playful streak of a 5 year old, we also have the memory of one too.

We have the memory capacity equivalent to that of a goldfish.
All the stern warnings to buck up and scoldings to be serious fall on deaf ears.
One ear in, one ear out.

Sigh...

In the end, everyone had put in 100% effort for the actual performance and it showed (I hope).

Even after a night of being awake.
No SLEEP at all!!!

Not only did we practise the day before, we had to put on our make-up (yes, face paint and body paint!!!) that night too (around midnight).
(The body paint made really weird but nicely-shaped sunburnt marks the following day.)
And we had to continue with our technical rehearsals into the early morning...
Only getting less than an hour to catch forty winks before the show kicks off in the morning.

And I, being the 'blur' one, didn't even know that the event was going to be graced by the President (OF SINGAPORE!) until the morning itself.
I had initially thought it was just the president of the university!!!

Wah...
Glad to have won something and gotten the prizes from the MAN himself.

Cheers to all the Raggers; floaters (doing the float) and dancers alike.

A great day for all of SDE.

Thanks, especially to the dancers for making my past one month a really wonderful time (not to mention a smooth transition into school again).
I honestly feel 'lost' now that Rag Day is over.
I miss the rehearsals (mostly the-fooling-around-part), the stupid 'retarded' games we created ourselves and the late night dinners with all of you.

Kudos to Pek and Lloyd for spending every single waking hour doing the float, even sacrificing many many hours of sleep. We wouldn't have won anything if not for you guys and the rest of the dedicated floaters.

Thanks to the costume designers for also spending every single waking hour doing the costumes (yes, thanks, even if my costume was pink, lol)

And last but not least, a HUGE 'THANK YOU' to Wailing and Reina (the-everyday-so-pretty-Reina) for all your patience and dedication to us dancers, the mentally-stunted dancers...
And for all the physically strenuous stretching exercises (thanks to you, 'No-Bones' Wailing, I can finally touch my toes)

I'm trying to gather all the pictures we took during Rag and the rehearsals.
See here for some.

Here are just some of the many many pictures we took during Rag.

Pre-Rag Day 'Class' Photo

The colourful pixies; Happy (in pink and blue), Fire (in black and red) and Rebirth (in green) pixies.

The Raggers with the two awards. And yes, I was wearing PINK.

Labels: RAG, school

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Busy, busy, busy...

Bitched on: Saturday, August 05, 2006
Time: 8/05/2006 09:00:00 PM

I've been busy.

That's like on almost every entry in my blog, I know.
And also my friends' too.

This is the 'season' to be busy.

School is starting.
Camps here and there.
Bid this, bid that.
GEM? SS? Core? CCA? Hall?
Rag. Rag. Rag.
Dance, float, dance, float...

I feel so overstretched.
But that's me.
I'm a workaholic I think.

Pile on the workload. Keep it coming...

Proof?
My face is like a warzone now.
Outbreak.
Lack of sleep. AGAIN.
I feel like I have totally ignored my appearance now (haven't shave in days, and my lips are peeling, see previous entry).

I met a friend (whom I haven't seen for a year) at my matriculation fair.
And after exchanging pleasantries and the occasional insults, he leaned over and lowered his voice (but loud enough for people around us to hear), "Eh, you better do something about your face. (we are) No longer in the Army, no (need for) camo cream anymore."

I was dumbfonded. Here was a friend I haven't seen in almost a year...
I could have come up with a better comeback and insult the ass of him back (if you are reading this, you moron, you are a moron, but we are still friends though).

What did I say to that?
I mumbled, "Erm... erm... actually camo cream is scientifically proven to be good for the skin."

Dumbass...

Speaking of meeting people at school, I met my cousin.
Whom I took a good 5 minutes to recognise and register in my (not-working-so-well) brain that we are related.
She saw me, waved and chatted excitedly to me for roughly a couple of minutes before heading to another group of friends.

Yes, I took a while after she left to recognise her!
All the while she was talking to me, I had a fake smile plastered on my idiotic grinning face.
Crapping my way through the conversation...

And who can blame me, she looked different! Unrecognisable!

I have always seen her wearing the tudung and she wasn't back then. Don't get me started about her make-up...

Any thicker and it could have flaked off.

That's so mean...

She wasn't the only one I couldn't recognise.
Just a week into school, I have bumped into many many friends (from different stages of my life) who would call out my name with ease.
And I would be stumped with theirs. So I'll just smile. Again with the idiotic grinning face.

I'm making a lot of friends, thankfully, so many that a new friend was surprised when I knew almost half the people in my school.

I won't say I'm Mr Popular, cause I really am not.
I feel like I am the buddy.
Looking back, I think I have almost been fortunate to be the close friend of some Mr or Miss Populars.
In a way I'm the sidekick. People remember me.

Anyway, I'm blessed with the charm (ehem...)

Plus I'm calling myself Shazi now.
Simply because people find it hard to pronounce my actual name, Shaziran.
You just put a 'ran' at the back and people will somehow call you Sharizan.

Go figure...

Shazi is a unique name, easy to remember.
So unique, when I introduce myself, out of ten, half will ask if that's my actual name.

But back to friends, I suddenly find myself surrounded by friends again.

Finally human contact.
And I even caught the fever from a friend...
Yay!

Pathetic, I know.

If you have read my previous entries, there was a time when I felt really low and lonely.
But now, things are falling into place.

Old friends, new friends.
New school.
Old memories, new experiences.

Old Shaziran, a new Shazi.

Labels: acne, architecture, RAG, school

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