Tuesday, October 23, 2007

The Ding-a-Lings for The Birthday Girl!





*dingding* *dingdingding* *dingding*


Myra: Oops. Sorry... let's go~


[Aaron on the... uhmm... lower notes and Myra on the... higher notes (duh)]


0:32 - Aaron improvising oh so nicely.
0:39 - Myra improvising.
0:45 - Myra hitting a lower key... Don't ask. I don't know why.
Maybe she thought it was cool.
0:56 - Myra running outta ideas...
1:07 - Myra losing it...
1:13 - Aaron losing it...
1:15 - Myra slams an ending and giggles like a horse...


This masterpiece is called "At Sam's" and is very appropriately dedicated to the one and only Samantha Poh! Happy happy birthday Sam... from the bottom of our we-miss-you heart. Hope this piece is good enough to cover Myra's absence.

Hope you enjoyed your lil surprise birthday party.

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ANNOUNCEMENT: MYRA IS NOW A BLOGGER!



Sunday, October 21, 2007

The Farewell

...for Myra Ngui.

She's flying all the way back to Sydney, leaving behind spits and spills all over MOJO. We had fun, didn't we Myra? Yea we did. Didn't think I'd be having so much fun with someone I can barely understand... (juz kidding).

And no Myra, I say OTHERR (other) and BLAHD (blood). And what was the other thing you said? I have to check the comment box again for that. But I'm pretty sure I say that OTHERRR word right too. C'mon... English is my primary language...

Heck... it's my ONLY language!
(Malay language is forced into all of us)

Oh and hey. When people call "Shotgun!" right before entering someone else's car, they mean to claim the front passenger seat.
(this is just an opener for those who don't know bout the term "Shotgun")

Why?
(...and here's the gist for both Myra and Sam)

Back in the wild west days, wagon drivers would arm themselves with shotguns and they would place it in the front passenger seat to protect themselves from outlaws... robbers... etc. A passenger calling "shotgun" would mean that the passenger would help protect the driver by holding on ready with the shotgun, and thus, had to be in the front passenger seat.

And so Myra, THIS is why you call "Shotgun".

Viva La' Encyclopedia~!




That other MOJO night was our second, and it was just as good as the first. I was a walking blog ad with my 25 pounds Nike cap. Yeap. That's where I got my blog title. It's just so... me. I think.




Meet Gerald Glang (right). Isn't his name confusing? Makes you wonder if he's a Bumi or a chinese. Then again, he's a bit of both. Family friend of Myra's, and now a friend of mine. Yew Inn (middle) was just being the lil boy that he is. Hahaha! Meanwhile, Gerald and Tony (left) looked like they were gonna drop on the floor and make out after this picture.

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Nigel showing the international love sign. Down boy... down.

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1, 2... absolute adorables...

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And then there were the Josephians...

-Take One-



-Take Two-

Okay so Myra didn't quite belong in these pics. But who cares...

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-Sam, Myra & I-



-This one's for the Aussie-


-And this is just for fun-



This is when forwarded emails become so celebrated. Thought it was worth posting up... the finger made it cool. Thank you finger... whose ever hand you belong to.

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-Shall I just call us the MOJO gang?-

...and then Myra calls "Shotgun!"

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Laters!