Nothing much to blog about, so I decided to do an exclusive PJ memorial edition! Haha. Well, probably the five of us will be off to different JCs, so the PJ Club will not exactly exist tangibly anymore, but the spirit will live on! Long live the PJ spirit!
Tracing the PJ history will bring us back to 25th May 2007, during the Sec 3 Camp. Six (including Huijing, who used to be in) seemingly bored students of 4I decided to bring their boredom to a whole new level. Amidst their random-ness and boliao-ness, they started nudging people, but instead of looking them into the eye, they intentionally looked at another direction. They started diverting people's attention to empty spaces by pointing at random directions, and then walk away so that the victims look like fools when they turn back clueless. As such, a brilliant association was established - The Pajiao Club.
It may be lame stuff, as many people will say, but isn't that what high school is all about? If you want to talk about seriousness and whatnot, save that breath and use it when you go to office. High school should be fun and memorable!
I must selectively select selectable photos, or else I have to suffer the wrath of the furious people's fury.
First up, a so called "group" photo taken during our ice-skating trip. Quite a failure, evidently. The photo only successfully captured Jiapei, Stef and my sideviews. The more fortunate Lishan got half her face in, while pitiful Tzumi only got her sclera. Lol.
Neoprints! Usually we take neoprints at the same old place, which is at Orchard Cineleisure. Not like there are many neoprint shops around nowadays, but so far, that's the only place we went for them! The existence of the handy, pocket-sized and user-friendly in-built phone cameras must have killed most neoprint shops. I can imagine the owners screaming, "PIANG EH! Now everyone use phone camera take picture, go home photoshop edit can already! This machine so big so expensive, who the bloody hell use?!" and send a flying kick with uncanny precision into the hole where the pictures drop out and have his leg stuck inside. With a huge thump on the machine, the stylus drops off from its holder and gets deposited into his boogie-filled nostrils. Eew.
"I'm sick of this!" he says, and grabs the stylus from his nose openings and places it back onto its holder, where it continues dripping semi-liquid mucus. Hard luck to the next user or owner who vents his frustration.
Haha, there was this very embarrassing time when we were selecting how the photos are to be printed so that it is easy to divide. In the hustle, we accidentally clicked a random format. When the photo developed, one stupid picture occupied 90% of the photo paper. XIA SWAY lah! Where got people take neoprint take until like that? LOL! We rapidly hid that particular neoprint in our bags and left hurriedly.
Get what I mean? Haha. Total disgrace =/
Neoprints! Usually we take neoprints at the same old place, which is at Orchard Cineleisure. Not like there are many neoprint shops around nowadays, but so far, that's the only place we went for them! The existence of the handy, pocket-sized and user-friendly in-built phone cameras must have killed most neoprint shops. I can imagine the owners screaming, "PIANG EH! Now everyone use phone camera take picture, go home photoshop edit can already! This machine so big so expensive, who the bloody hell use?!" and send a flying kick with uncanny precision into the hole where the pictures drop out and have his leg stuck inside. With a huge thump on the machine, the stylus drops off from its holder and gets deposited into his boogie-filled nostrils. Eew.
Get what I mean? Haha. Total disgrace =/