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Autopsy Jude is a student by day, cool-as cyborg leopard by night, and a camera wielder by every other time.

Summoned from Melbourne, Australia, this 22 year old social fail is increasingly worried about growing up.

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Tuesday, August 31, 2010 at

Fur is beautiful, just like every other sinful thing.


I think most would be aware of my unhealthy fur obsession that rapidly grew (at a very alarming rate) the start of this year.

I've always had an attraction to furry things but they were never feasible in Singapore, nor did they sell nice fur garments there. I think it all started when I bought those extremely tacky fake fur key chains that were going at 1 for $9 or 3 for $10 in malaysia. I don't need to point out which was the better deal here.

Needless to say, at that price, they weren't very robust, and they fell apart in a few months. But in the course of time I had them attatched to the end of my keys, I've grown VERY attatched to them. I still have one, useless fake fur in the pocket of my bag, as a lukcy charm. (also possibly because I've gotten so many compliments from them.)

Wearing fur is very probably super contraversial and I'm not very good with contraversial stuff so I won't try to explain why I love fur so much. In my defense, most of my fur is either fake, given to me or 2nd hand. The only real fur that I bought out right is my raccoon tail that I wear every day, because they are attached to my keys.

Before deciding to post this up, I had a heated debate with my inner self weather or not buying that racoon keychain was the right thing to do, and I actually googled "Why is it okay to buy real fur".

But in the end I decided, to make myself feel better, that as long as I'm not buying fur from China, because of their non regulated fur farms there, and I refrain from buying fur ever again, my single, first hand fur purchase will be forgiven.

The raccoon tail that I have is probably not from a fur farm and was most likely from an unfortunate wild raccoon who got a little unlucky. My weak consolation for buying real fur, first hand is that raccoons are considered as pests in America, like possums are here, and they'll just get killed anyways.

Its actually a weak excuse for buying real fur because it just looks so good, also its cheaper than faux fur (of an equal quality). Even while reading about these fur farms with pictures of prepared pelts lying around, I can't help thinking how beautiful it is.

Either way, you can't really argue with me if you wear leather, suede or eat meat. Or have pets.

(p.s. maybe I should just get Raggermuff back and wear her around my neck like I used to.)


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Monday, August 30, 2010 at

Trix Non-foaming detergent



Something I found somewhat interesting: an old detergent formulation (i'm gessiing 50s-60s?) that is marketed as non-foaming.

Its so weird that the trends back then and the trending topics and consumer wants today are completely different. (i.e. women rights, women shapes, women wants, lack of lung health etc.)

I found my grandma using this when she ran out of Morning Fresh. ahah

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The Real Life Experiment

So, the first day of placement.

I always thought that I'd feel a million times older once a get a proper job, although I admit, I haven't thought about it that much. Either way, getting this placement was just like growing another year older in your 20s. It feels exactly the same ( not that I can vouch for it because I'm only 20, or so the grape vine tells me.)

Maybe walking 20+20 mins back and forth from the bus stop to the lab will maybe cause some personal growing or soul searching or inspiration will occur. It will be therapeutic. Not for my back, but positives will out weigh the negatives, I hope!

Anyways, if anyway of you are interested (mainly grandparents and fathers - my mother doesn't read my blog I don't think, and geeks), I decided to make my placement blog public, because I was proud of my 30 min cheater web design that will announce to every one that I'm a hipster-wannabe-loser. Haha.

So The Real Life Experiment is a blog about the things that have transpired during my placement (minus all the confidential, top secret stuff) and extremely useless things like what I wore to work and what I brought for lunch. The photo will transport you to pseudo hipster heaven.

All this in an attempt to make placement as fun as possible!


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Sunday, August 29, 2010 at

The Good Stuff: Dads.




Its always good when my Dad comes to visit me or when I hang out with him. Largely because he bears lots of gifts, and he likes to surprise me with cool stuff.


Some times my dad thinks he's got good taste and buys clothes for me and my sisters. Unfortunately, without our supervision, the clothes he chooses more often than not fall into our category of tacky - with the exception of some jackets. He is also pretty fond of socks. I think he already knows this so usually when he comes back from an overseas trip, his suitcase is packed with jackets, and socks for us. Like some sort of jacket and sock only Santa Clause


But luckily for us, if he were truly a jacket and sock Santa Clause, it wouldn't be very practical (especially not for my sisters back in Singapore) and if he's feeling really generous, he gets things he's most proficient at; the latest-anything-with-a-digital-screen.

Also, luckily for me, being at the right place at the right time and also getting the right results, earned me a couple of digital-screened babies.

A Canon 550D for my results (I have been wishing for an dSLR since he got me my first camera 5 years ago haha. FINALLY!) and a HP laptop for productivity purposes/placement lolwut (FER REELZ BRO).

I have to say I'm pretty lucky to have such an awesome Dad who buys me so many things. And this post would end with HAPPY FATHERS DAY! Except that I already wished him Father's Day in MAY which is when the REAL father's day is. HOHUM (don't take my word for it)

I'm just going to say Happy Father's Day Pops still!!! LOVEEE YOUUUUU

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Friday, August 27, 2010 at

Cooking sucks.

It is increasingly hard to prepare a cheap meal that hasn't come out of a preservative soaked food formulation. Fresh foods are way too expensive to buy in small quantities! They go off way too quickly before I get to finish them. I don't even actually know how families do it. buying food for a family of 4 is like buying a new plasma tv.

Recipes with meat cost way too much and I'm getting a bit sick of mi goreng and bottled pasta sauce.

Whats a cheap recipe that doesn't involve any kind of instant or incredibly calorie laden?

I wish I didn't have to eat. Or sleep. Its so much harder to think up of an interesting menu that don't look as interesting as cupcakes do.

Its easy to see how people fall into the pits of unhealthy junk food so willingly. Its so much more convenient and so much cheaper (and if you are a poor student like me, McDonalds being just about on par price wise than cooking for one person is a lot more appealing)

ROJ! When will you come to cook dinner for Sam so I can pick at his food??


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Saturday, August 21, 2010 at

Thank god for distracted minds.

I had been sifting through photoshoots and I thought I had found 'the ONE' for the day. I was all ready to write up a whole post about how this picture sucked me into the rest of the photoshoot.
Rest of the photoshoot here

Until I got distracted and scrolled down my Livejournal Friend's list and saw the most amazing thing on Earth.

THANK GOD FOR MY EASILY DISTRACTED MIND! I would have wasted a post harping on about how perfect Rose McGowan's foot is and the rest of a photoshoot that is only 1/247494th as awesome as this gold mine!

In Rose McGowan's (and the photographer -Ellen Von Unwerth's) defense, that spread was still very much asthetically pleasing, and made the cut for getting saved into my 'eye-candy' folder. Also, it is probably not 1/247394th as awesome... maybe half as awesome. Sometimes I like to exaggerate.








Magazine: Vogue China September 2010
Title: Dream Away
Model: Liu Wen
Photographer: Paolo Roversi
From FakingFashion

I cannot even begin to describe to you how many checkpoints of awesome this spread has ticked off.

It is my dream come true and will be my inspiration for everything for the rest of 2010.

The hair, the minimal makeup, the no heavy eyeliner to make Asian eyes bigger, the CLOTHES!!!! Its not the most original concept but daymn that girl looks good. Oh dear me, I shall be saving this to my 'eye candy's ''eyecandy''' folder, with a shortcut on my desktop of course.

Now, I shally leave you to bask in the sheer beauty of the images.

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 at

Thriftin' Them Treasures: Leather Satchel




I scored this 3 compartment leather satchel (with an unused tampon that I found in the back pocket) for 4 bucks. The tag originally said $6 too, but the woman charged me $4. Hurrah! Its a perfect size for A4 papers and files and it has those nifty pen and card pockets which I always thought were tacky until I started pretending to be all grown up and carrying pens and business cards around (not really.)

I polished the leather up with leather cleaner and now I have to vacume the insdes to get the cat hair out so it looks nice and 'worn' new! (i.e. new stuff that you pay money that looks weathered and worn with character.)

In case you were worried, yes, I threw the item of feminine care away.

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010 at

Bedroom eye candy












I can't wait to earn enough money to decorate my own room. So many inspiration photos, so many ideas! Only one future bedroom and limited money :(

I like really bright rooms and really dark rooms. In between is just blah. But I think its the same for every one anyways. Lots of natural light, or minimal light.

Maybe if I get a really bright room I will automatically become a morning person because the room looks so beautiful in the morning sun.

At the moment my room had sun blocking curtians and a lovely warm dimming light. So my room is usually in perpetual darkness in the day time. Which suits me fine. I like the warm light of my illegal incandescent light bulb (I think its an incandescent. It gives off a nice light. Must be illegal.)

Also loft rooms are to die for. Probably the most impractical though and being a room just below a slanted room its probably one of the more expensive options. Either way the 2nd last photo is by far one of my favorite rooms. I mean, COME ON. Don't you concur?

AND AND AND, high ceilings are so tasteful and always makes a house look expensive. but that's only because houses with high ceilings do cost heaps of money. :(

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Sunday, August 15, 2010 at

June Quan Tran


The beautiful young lady beside me goes by the name of June. When you walk down the road with her in the city, you are bound to stop at least 5 times in your path to say hi or get introduced to people because she knows that many people.

Her favourite food is by far KFC wicked wings, hands down. Fried buffalo wings come tightly 2nd. She doesn't fancy steak fries or wedges because its too much potato and not enough good. And she sure as hell hates vegetables.

She has been my number one person to go to for coffee (still is) and to talk about boys, has impeccable taste in shoes (omg those Steve Maddens) and one of her favourite songs was Riverside.

The past 2.5 years I've known her, she's been an incredibly amazing friend and shes ALWAYS thinking about her good friends first (I know some people just say this about their friends, but I'm being so serious right nao.) and she ALWAYS knows how to have fun; let me tell you. If you ever want to have a good night out, she can help you out. (another serious statement)

This amazing goddess of a girl turned 21 last friday, and I want to say to her:

Dear June,

Sweet, beautiful, kind, funny, sexy June,

I'm really sorry I haven't been by you as much as I want to, ever since Matt whisked me away from you(not blaming him though!). I still love you and think you're one of the most amazing chicks that ever graced the face of the earth.

Thanks for being blankie on a sad and dreadful night, thanks for filling me up with stories that I would never have heard, and thanks for thinking I'm somewhat worthy enough to listen to all your problems.

Your laugh cheers up even the most somber of situations, and your love of meat knows no bounds and I am extremely lucky to have a friend like you, I would like to think, one of your closer friends out of the 1 179 friends you have on facebook.

You don't judge me when I say something stupid, and I know you'll still help me when I've got myself into a massive ditch because I've said something wrong and even if I haven't been the most amazing friend.

Now that you're 21, you're gonna be twice as classy, twice as beautiful and twice as charismatic, like a fawn into a beautiful doe. (not sure where I pulled that metaphor from). In any case, a majestic stag will fight to the death for your love. (I asked the magic 8 ball and he confirmed this.)


Oh June, you know I'm gonna give you free cosmetics when I'm all up and running. Also, when we're old (but not wrinkly!!) we can talk about boys as much as you want :D

I love you.(I hope you love me too! ahha)

And Happy Birthday beautiful.

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Monday, August 9, 2010 at

The Good Stuff: Raggermuff


If you had come to Florence street within the past 4 days, you'd have a temporary friend to add to your friends list.

If you know me I'm a massive fan of furry things, alive or dead or synthetic. When Sam let out the secret Clancy wanted to keep from me until I got to the Hauze, I had a mini-spasm.

Raggermuff is a very beautiful cat who is clever and kitty trained and everything else a good house cat is meant to be. She even knows how to high-5! My two favorite things bundled into one: fur+ high fives.


Unfortunately, the Hauze can't keep Raggermuff because its a rented property and so she will have to be sent off to the lost dogs home tomorrow. Unless someone/her owner takes her in. which is unlikely.

Animals are funny things. Well not really.

They are so cute but sometimes they make evil things happen. Like shredding Matt's earphones in half. Look at Raggermuff's eyes! Can you not see the mean intentions? I still love her though.
As of now, she is lounging on the bed, pretty much settled in.
Another good bye within the past week!

Maybe goodbyes means new hellos :D


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Sunday, August 8, 2010 at

old.

Work block.

I have had the 'create post' page up for the past 5 hours and I cannot remember for the life of me what I was going to blog about.

Ahh, the perils of growing older.

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