BACKWOODS

hey dudeys, if u are wondering when is this post uploaded, and where, then guess what, when all of u were busy watching digimon, playing cards or playing dota, and in Hi Ok 's house! lol saw some people wearing black t shirt that got 'Hi, Ok' printed on it. nvr took a picture as joel and i were foaming with the Jerry Can, yes the Jerry Can. ok, before we go into the specific details in backwoods activity, there was pre- backwoods activity...

Joel, Jon ed, Rong Jun and I helped tak wei to move some of the logistics to Braddell Westlake first as we did not have chinese remedial like the rest, as our chinese were all rather good. so we all took some stuff like saw, pa-rang, portable stoves and jerry can. so its was like everyone just chiong and took everything, other than the fully filled jerry can, so joel had to carry it alone. so we all left for Braddell westlake. when one hears this name, one tends to think, or have a feeling that this place is like paradise, fill with fine powdered sand, or whatever Jon ed's mom wants to describe it as. but the reality is that it is not 'Bridge to the West Lake', although it sounds like it, instead, it is a place that all of us dread to go to, or only me and joel + jerry can. background info: this braddell westlake place is situated just south of RI-JC, dilapidated abandoned school, foaming looking somebomb place, it is a place that 01 scouts like to hold more adventurous activities, like pioneering, backwoods cooking or NSPC preps. yap, this is where we dudes do stuffs like these. ok, so back to the main pre backwood activity, unfortunately, joel injured himself, so i helped him. it was really heavy that joel and i had to take turns every now and then during our trip from den to braddell westlake. before the activity even started, both of us foamed alr, literally and figuratively...

anyway zhi xuan called joel and we had to go back and helped the rest with the rest of the logistics. how did we get into rjc again? simple, we chiong in when some random rj girl was going out of the gate of course. but that random girl was going out when joel and i were halfway the overhead bridge, thus both of us really chiong all the way to the gate. thought that we could not make it, but luckily, a snap from Alvin, the gate somehow did not close, it remained open until we finally passed the gate, then it slammed shut. ok, let's be scientific, the gate door some screwed that was why. so we met the rest of you at raja block. saw 2 boxes but did not know what was inside, so i just opened the box that hiok was carrying and i got the surprise out of me, a chicken, not just a chicken, but a brown one, but not just a brown one, a living brown chicken one, yeah that one. the other box, which was carried by anurak, had many many birds known as quail in it


wonder what was anurak thinking of, with this weird expression printed on his face...


little quails...

so we made our way to braddell westlake once again, but with excitement this time, as we were going to watch chicken and quails being decapitated, and we were also told before hand that each and everyone of us had to try, experience purposes. the idea did not really scared anyone, as we were all still happily camp whoring...


am i even suppose to upload this type of picture?


god the second

after collecting the tinder and kinder, we started making different methods for laying fires: francis' group did tepee, hiok's group did pyramid while kenneth's group did cross-ditch which was almost the same as tepee, only that the hole i dug was not just a hole, but a cross shape hole. it was too deep so it was not as efficient as what it was supposed to be.


tepee


fail cross-ditch

after we were done with the set up of fires, yan zhi decided to demonstrate the killing of chicken instead of kumaran as he would be late. yes, it is Kumaran, dont refer him as Sir, or Mr, as that was what i did, and zhi+the vtls were laughing their head s off, and Kumaran told me to acknowledge him as only Kumaran. ok, so zhi held the poor chicken by its legs, surprisingly, it did not struggle then, until when its head came off, ok almost came off, then it shook really badly, not because it was in pain or anything, but it was just 'a natural reflex'. hopefully.


before the killing...






while killing...


after the killing...

didnt upload the video as it was too sick + violent+ holy bomb...
everyone of us screamed like crazy when we saw the 'natural reflex' of the chicken, after that zhi promptly de-skined the chicken, but with difficulty as he did not killed it fast enough, thus the chicken muscle was not relax, so very hard to tear it apart. after that we started the fire until Kumaran came. every groups' fires were da bomb big, da imba.


tepee in the making


who is that dude scratching his 6 packs?

while everyone was busy setting up fires, jack, zi heng, ken lam and i went to refill the jerry can again. going there was a breeze, but coming back with the fully filled jerry can was a blast. zi heng and i carried until we reached the front gate of braddell westlake, we decided that we couldnt da han the weight anymore, so we gave it to jack. jack was able to carry it without any problem, but he was grimacing, so i asked jack whether he could still continue or not, and he gave me another lame answer : "i cannot... but Jerry can..." the three of us were speechless... -_-"

so Kumaran came, he demonstrated the fast and humane way of killing the quails, fast and furious, the quail became headless in a second, or two. we should cover the quail's sight to calm it a little, stoke its head whatever, just to calm it, so that after after decapitate it it will be easier to de-skin it, wow, cunning. the little quail fell for this, it looked rather calm and it made some weird sound that sounded like this "twitch twitch". beheaded chicken before his lunch everyday, experienced as he was, kumaran twisted the head of the little quail, *snap*, or *piah*, the little quail became headless. it did not have 'natural reflex' afterward, because 'it didnt know that it dies'. all of us looked at the demonstration in awe. as u can see in the picture below, the j1s looked awestruck.



so the first three dudes to behead the quails were kenneth, hiok yang and kenneth. all of them snapped quails' head with their manly fingers.


then everyone tried, except bryan, who refused to snap quail's head.
i had to kill two quails, likewise for anurak, chee yeow and zhi xuan. there were extra u noe...

after that everyone proceeded on to the cooking. roasted the chicken and quails, taste rather plain though, but nonetheless nice. my personal fav food was the egg, or half cooked egg. simply delicious. so i kept cooking the egg, it was really fun, u need to poke a hole on top of the egg to prevent the egg from exploding, which happened a lot in the pyramid's group. and waited a while, then it was cooked!


holy crap, look at the broken egg and the burned pineapple. but the pineapple rice was nice (:


the broc and carrot were soft but plain, while the egg below was i dun noe, solidifying?

one moment that was not captured in picture was the dough that zhong jun made. some bomb dua. he left it roasted until it some how looked like a big mushroom, like zombie mushroom in maple, yap, this is the perfect simile to describe, as mushroom-ish as zombie mushroom. the dough. one other event i could remember was that i throw one screwed up egg into the pyramid's fire and after a while, it exploded. but when it boomed, the pressure was so greatly accumulated that the pineapple lit was blasted 6-8 meters away. initially we thought that the pineapple exploded, but actually it was the egg, as there was only a broken shell left, and some cooked yoke on the burned firewood.

after this we quickly packed up and dug all the bio degradable materials into the hole we made. not the carcass of quails or chicken of course. anurak loved the box of quail's inner organs and feathers. he said that it looked very artistic, indeed it was, after i looked at the picture. i doubt i can upload the pic here, but if u want, u can go get from anurak.

after the act, we made our way to hiok's house, which hiok, u should go blog about it. u noe best.

'Interesting' Backwoods Prep

Yesterday was backwoods prep.

For the SU:
As you have seen yesterday, the VU was working very hard, lugging all the equipment needed to Braddell West Lake, like the saw, parang, mallet and lots of firewood. We promptly started on the backwoods practice session, collecting more dry leaves and considered using the bow and drill method. We knew that the firewood was supposed to fuel the fire, and that there will be smoke produced.



So basically, we did some work, and endured the heavy rain! =)

-----The Next Section is Only for The VU-----

For the VU:

Nothing much.

Ok, so we met up at the den, then went off to Braddell West Lake with just carrying a few pieces of equipment. However, after the stroll there, the skies turned dark. And it was about to rain... and wet all of the perfectly crispy and crunchy leaves on the ground! So we had a leaf collection fun-thing, and got many of the leaves on the ground in a pile safe under the building:

And it started to pour. Water from the skies.

Backwoods + Lots of water = No cooking

Yep, so that was how it transformed into a batch bonding session instead. For some reason there was suddenly a sparked interest in the batch to play truth-or-dare. Really puzzling. So we just played some games, like one particularly dangerous game:


Look at how Jon Ed is reacting...and Sup, if you were unlucky it would have hurt. a lot. haha.

As a result of throwing the ball around...


Wow, so cooling.

Yep, and then we had the truth-or-dare session, which was really fail because nothing interesting came up, and it should really be forgotten. =)

Then Chee Yeow and Zhi Xuan taught us some fun games, like the WHACK, oww, oww, obie, obie thing, and the tapping hands game. Haha, it was a blast. =D



Lols, some people were particularly cunning...(tap reverse skip, all in a second. lol)

Haha, after some games, and ghost stories...haha, the sky cleared, and we cleared up. (haha) We wrote a message and placed it on the pile of leaves, hoping that noone would remove it...haha. And to make it more friendly and persuasive...


And then we left, and went back to the den to dry the metallic equipment and stuff...before we were dismissed.

See how the sky rewarded us for making full use of the afternoon in the rain? =D (Took this on my way home with Alvin, haha)

1st session of nyaa skills

attendance: jon ed, sup, hiok yang, francis, anurak, rong jun, zhong jun, amos, kenneth kuan, joel, alvin, jack, kenneth lam, tak wei, leonard

time: 10am to 12.45pm

location: seminar room 7

homework: read the 2 newspaper articles

1/12 done. hooray!

Backwoords Prep

Today was backwoods prep.

Nothing much to say. Not because nothing happened, but cannot remember and think of safety precautions for CCA pre-hike log at the same time. I just got the order to do so paiseh no pictures at all. Just words.

Anyway, act started out with some pumping as usual, even though we had perfect attendance. That's something you don't see everyday. But still need to pump. Bzzz. Then we went to get the stuff to cut and mutilate like the bamboo some of us picked at the thomson forest. Cause i didn't go, and the people who went describe the journey like some foam, but the bamboo like some five-star hao liao, so there was a certain degree of suspense. At first, when the bamboo was unvieled from the trash bag, it looked like some god like cause it was actually green, unlike hamster poo. Then when we took it out, it felt like some god like, cause it wasn't dried up. By this time, it was starting to rain. Then zhi xuan asked amos jon ed and me to teach new members rope-tying skils. So we chiong to the den, totally un-demoralized. Then we saw something. More like the absence of something. The bucket of ropes were at bradell west lake from the pioneering act. Just to suan us, the rain suddenly got a lot heavier. Then we had to go the bombed up long way to the storage shed. After going up the overhead bridge structure to the canteen, and all the way to the stadium steps, in the end still kena soaked. Jon Ed the most sadded, cause he kena the job to unlock and lock the storage shed, which was not sheltered. Luckily, he was quite fast so he wasn't much more wet then amos and me. When we zhao all the way back to the gym hall atrium, we saw francis coming, with a umbrella. Totally dry. Then turns out the umbrella was zhi xuan's. The same zhi xuan with us in the den when we started the chiong. Bzzzzz. After the epic race for the ropes, some of us taught the new members to tie cool knots, like square lashing. I got the suang job of sharpening thin bamboo.


I swr sharpening bamboo is some kind of art. Like pen spinning, only a lot more different. The first bamboo to sharpen was hollow. With some cunning method, we managed to sharpen it. Then came the easier solid bamboo, which was even easier to sharpen. After the 2 bamboo sharpening, they were both foaming blunt. Then i moved on to copying francis's hax carving of the y-shape twigs to fit a bamboo skewer. After the carving of the sticks, my thumb officially gged. It gged so much that i couldn't 100% perform thumbaround with the mega small stick of bamboo. Neither could i do a 75% rev thumb. After i finished the stick, all three groups finished the bamboo containers for the backwoods cooking, which was dam smelly. Then we packed up.

After packing up, it was only around 5- 5.30, then had to go parade square practice founder's day procedures with 02. That one was the most bomb sian thing of the whole day. It was just footdrill with mega long pauses. Nothing much to say about the founder's day practice, except that most people find it difficult to differentiate between baris and contingent.

After foot drill it was about 6.45, then we went canteen eat abit then go home ci fan do cca pre-hike log le!!!

an insight part 2 - joel's house!

so yesterday francis and i were cycling around, and since we ran out of places we decided to go joel's house. thinking it was quite near, we headed for his house and all we had to do was just cycle along yio chu kang road. pretty simple right? wrong. i was a beginner only, 1 day old cyclist. however we persevered and in the end, we met joel along the way, who led us to his house or rather mansion. and just as we were about to reach there, my tire punctured, so the last part my bicycle was making wierd random sounds.

once we reached joel's house, we parked the bikes and joel went to take out the hamsters! so cute! although the cage was obstructing quite a bit of view, we could still see how cute it was and joel fed the hamsters. so basically we all just stood around the cage and play with the hamsters for friendster.

then the bio teacher came out and got a bit of shock cos she didn't know we were there. and she recognised francis as her student, so it was quite an...awkward scene.

francis: hi auntie
joel: auntie ah
francis: oh...err hi m'am

but she was quite welcoming and gave us drinks! thanks! after playing with the friendsters for a while, we cycled to joel's neighbour who has 9 cars, and saw the imba garage and 8 cars. apparently the owner is out on a spin, so joel took the opportunity and snapped a few shots of the last car which he didnt have any picture of. and as you can probably imagine, he was grinning the whole time. even though i didnt really have any particular interests in cars, was still quite a sight, having a car parked on top of another car.

then we went back to joel's 3 story house and his mum offered to send me back since my tire gg. and poor francis had to cycle back. in the end, i reached home at 7.20 and francis reached my house at 7.50. next insight would probably be....amos/anurak/hiok?

Valentine's with the Ventures.

Please refer to the previous post by Jon Ed to see what happened before this.

I am posting about the forest adventure for fun. Kenneth is at some hotel lala-ing. Hiok Yang had to go for some dinner kind of thing. And i just have too much time anyway.

This is how the activity went for everyone.



Ya just click on it to see clearer. So anyway. This is from the point of view of the 6 retarded people who went to Thomson forest to get bamboo. We went on the adventure of a lifetime.

When we split up, we first went for lunch. Joel and Amos and Anurak joined us. Us = Jack, Alvin, Rong Jun, Kenneth, Hiok Yang and Francis (myself).

So yea, lunch and the usual idle chatter. Then off to Thomson forest. On the bus ride there (bus 163), Kenneth enlightened us about why it was called Thomson forest. Basically, the long story is that, it is a forest in Thomson. So there is no sign or anything. When we actually got there, i recognised it as the "place we stopped to eat our lunch during sec 2 GTC". And Hiok Yang and Rong Jun also rememebered. It was at Old Upper Thomson Road. Yep, the screw up road where there are many accidents due to the way it is made. And Hiok Yang was recalling some cyclist who was suanning us with his bike while we were foaming during sec 2 GTC.

So anyway, picture this. 6 guys. 1 carrying a suspicious looking bundle. The bundle being 5 saws and 1 parang, wrapped in newspaper and held together with rubber bands. =D Hiok Yang and I, trying to be manly and being quite stupid, were wearing shorts, while the others were wearing long pants, after Kenneth's countless warnings of a screw up forest, they decided to play safe. However, Hiok Yang and I cared more about how hot our legs would be if they were in long pants. Anyway, this was a blessing in disguise for me.

We walked to the Fire Hydrant marker. From there, Kenneth roughly gauged the distance to where Kenneth and Hiok Yang had last entered the forest with the guidance of Zhi the almighty parang wielder. In the end we just aga-aga a bit then just chiong in from some place that looked like it was walkable. I dropped my Plum Juice there, to mark where we came in and so we had a drink to come back to later.



The forest "entrance".

I had the honour of taking over the position of Zhi and became "parang-man", AKA, "sacrificial lamb", AKA, "clear the path". =D Quite fun. Take the parang then anyhow whack and chop. So we kinda bashed in. Occasionally turning back when it got too thick to go through. With the rough and general direction of the bamboo in Kenneth's mind, we just anyhow whacked. Chiong through the forest and all that. Basically, we were lost and just bashing around.

So yea, all was fine and dandy until we stepped into an ant nest. Those giant red angry ants. For some reason, even though i was first, Hiok Yang got bitten worst than me. But i did was into a spider web while chionging away... I had to chiong so the others could chiong also. Then we went down slope cos Kenneth could see the clearing where the bamboo was. And soon we could actually see the bamboo. After going downhill a bit, we were there.

We stopped and whacked the ants off ourselves and then down to business with sawing bamboo. We were damn happy cos the bamboo was damn nice. Damn young and green and clean. And it owned the bamboo they cut for NPC last year. With orders from Kenneth, Hiok Yang and I didn't help with the sawing, instead, we walked further on to find an exit out. Cos no one wanted to walk back through the ant nest...

The two of us went further downhill and found another bamboo mini-forest. Cos you know, bamboo grows in groups. Then further down, we found yet another one. We were kinda bashing around and Hiok Yang was recalling the way they came in last time. We found the original bamboo group which they cut the NPC bamboo from. It was quite old and foamy. Haha.

Then, disaster struck! As Hiok Yang would describe it later: "... i was walking behind then suddenly his head disappear." And as Francis would later describe it as: "*squelch*" And everyone was laughing about it later. But as both guys would admit, it was freaking scary at the time it happened and both Hiok Yang and Francis panicked when it happened.

Let me first show you the end result:



Awesome isn't it? A perfect work of art.

To cut a long story short, Francis fell into mud.

For the long story however, this is how it happened, in high definition and with all details included.

Hiok Yang and Francis were just talking and stuff and Francis was swinging the parang around and clearing the way. Francis had a parang in one hand and his handphone and wallet in the other. Hiok Yang had a saw in one hand and some newspaper in the other. And then Francis stepped on to this innocent looking piece of ground, which looked just like any other piece of ground and had leaves all over it, just like any other piece of ground and had twigs on it, just like any other piece of ground, and had a tree nearby, just like any other piece of ground, and it sucked Francis' whole leg in, just totally unlike any other piece of ground.

That would have been a damn "wah thaaaaanks" moment if it wasn't so damn life threatening. My first thought was: "shit my shoe dirty now." Second thought was: "oh crap i can sink all the way in and die." Third thought was: "WTF!" All three thoughts came in within a second. And Hiok Yang shouted: "grab my hand!" Which was quite impossible for me cos i had a parang in one hand and my valuables in the other. And so i panicked and tried to use my other leg to push myself up by stepping on the "innocent looking" ground next to where i sunk in. And guess what... my left leg went in also... Now i just felt screwed... So without thinking and relying on natural instinct, i just stepped fast and tried to go BACK instead of FRONT, cos FRONT is probably more shit, while BACK is where i know there is solid ground and a good friend who can pull me up. And yay i got out =D. And both of us laughed.

We circumvented the now "not so innocent looking" piece of ground. I mean, after it has been trashed up by 2 legs, it just looked like mud. And Hiok Yang and i were discussing the screw up-ness of that situation. "I thought it was quick sand" and "Wah damn scary", kept coming up. But we walked on towards the sound of cars and the road. We stopped and then went back cos Hiok Yang could recognise the route liao. Went back and we were like shouting to Kenneth, Alvin, Rong Jun and Jack about the screw up we just went through. Then Hiok Yang said: "you all have to see". And we walked up the slope and they could see my legs and shoes. Alvin thought i was wearing scout shoes cos they were all brown and blackish. Haha.

So then Hiok Yang and i helped out with the sawing of bamboo and stuff. Kenneth got a deep cut from the bamboo. We all suggested using saliva. Cos you know, saliva is a natural antispetic. And being the random retards we were, we didn't bring a first aid kit or water with us. Damn screwed up right? But yea, the saliva helped. And we sawed and cut the bamboo into sizeable chunks to fit into the garbage bags and for us to carry.

We also found out that bamboo has hair. Hairy bamboo. Go into puberty liao. Meanwhile, my legs were just foaming in the mud. And Alvin, Jack, Rong Jun and Kenneth were all complaining about bites on their necks. Hiok Yang and i didn't have any. New hypothesis: Because the 4 of them wear long pants, so the insects bite their necks. The 2 of us wore shorts, so they bite our legs instead. Haha. And due to my mud caked legs, the previous bites felt ok cos the mud has healing properties or something. And the insects couldn't bite me liao, i got mud armour!

And we had our photo-taking before we left. Just to show that we were there.



Wow, all of us are inside.
Guess who the photographer was?

Remember our other batch photo? The one at the recce for SUTC orienteering? The "Hiok Yang phone on a branch" photographer? Go archives and check. 2008, march or april period.

Now we are Ventures. Level UP!!



Use vines! Got counter-balance! Natural Tripod!
This just shows that we are modern scouts. Mixing modern technology with our skills with nature!

Awesomeness upon awesomeness.

And then we bashed our way back out. The rest were careful not to make the same mistake as i. And i volunteered to go in front. For a few reasons. Number 1: I am parang-man. Number 2: my legs and shoes all screwed up liao, step into mud again never mind one. Number 3: its damn fun!

So we just bashed back out. And we came out damn happy and full of that "victory" feeling. And we walked back to my plum juice bottle to see how big a circle we went. With a bit of guesstimation. And then i stupidly went and took off my shoes. The results:



Some Michael Jackson.

But yea it was damn fun. And we were all talking about it on the way back to RI. Like how we got ownage bamboo and stuff.

And the bamboo smelled nice. =D

Back at RI, Joel and Amos opened the RJC gate for us. And we went den. And Jack and i went to storage den. To put the bamboo there and for me to wash my shoes. Thanks Jack! For helping me wash my screwed up shoes.

We then went back to the den with a first aid kit to aid the others. Kenneth was going off and we met him at the security guardhouse there. So he got the antiseptic and a plaster. Then back to the den to treat the other wounded warriors. Then the hamster people arrived. Jon Ed, Sup and Zhong Jun. Soham the Zohan had to go for his class. And we were all saying the hamsters were "soooo cuuute" Cos they were.

And after the hamsters went off with Joel Foo, people started heading home. Hiok Yang and I went to the swimming pool toilets to shower. And then both of us and Zhong Jun and Alvin went to J8 for dinner. I walked there barefoot because my shoes not dry yet.

It was a great day.

by joned.

well, today is valentine's day.

so one might wonder, what does 01-06 do on valentine's day? of course, the answer is... PIONEERING ACT!

well, we reported at 8am at the gym hall, along with the SU. while the SU was being briefed on sec 1 orientation, the VU was dismissed, then we went to carry poles to braddell west lake. this time, the poles weren't as bad as pioneering act 1, since those poles were like, double the length...

we choose poles.

emo elmos!

imbalanced as usual. ;D

carrying poles through ri(jc).

see above.

to get into braddell west, we had to employ some uber-cunning espionage skills, ie climb over/crawl under the gate and throw stuff above/push stuff below said gate.

yay poles!

whose socks could those be?

omg it's francis yee! (rhymes with the first line lol!)

the group i/cs discuss i/c stuff. like "I SEE you have a cool piece of paper. can lend me?"

tired from carrying poles lol. and pioneering hasn't even started yet.

so, for the first part of pioneering act, the VU split into three different groups - one group to tie the bridges, one to tie the trestles, and one to...do something else (paiseh can't remember!).

my group was the bridge group, so we just sat around spamming square lashes to make the bridges. of course, our wonderful vtls popped by once in a while to help out with the square lashery.

zhi xuan ties a square lash. :O

tak wei ties a square lash while alvin looks at something in the distance.

francis is climbing a ladder! omg! oh, wait...

2v2 square lashing!

the trestle doods.

sup is the king of the bridge. lol.

the bridges!

hiok's human flag so imba. -.-

one of the station games for the SU, where they had to carry cheeyeow for one lap in braddell west lake.

another game type thing, although only the first patrol played it. they had to keep cheeyeow from breaking away, which of course, they didn't.

our super imba combo of two trestles and one back thing. they're not tied together. at all.

from the back.

owl got the special pleasure of carrying their ex-pl. (:

trying to set up the camera on timer so that a batch photo under the combo structure could be taken. in the end mr yuen helped us to take a picture. (:

hiok: "oh yeah i'm so awesome."

our dear vtl giving bryan a piggyback ride.

joel: "come on guys! wwjd?"

sup carries the mighty symbol of 01-06: a bunch of leaves.

so, pioneering act was quite successful, as we managed to pioneer a safe and commendable structure. yay!

after act, we split up into two groups - one to cut wood, and one to go collect our batch pets and buy hamster equipment. i was in the latter group, along with sup, zhong jun, and soham.

since the person donating the hamsters to us lived in boon lay, we took a pretty long time to get there. when we didn't know where to go, sup called the owner of the hamsters, then said that the voice sounded like a maid, because, and i quote, "i heard tagalog". well, it turns out the owner was a chinese lady. so sup damn jack. haha.

after collecting the hamsters, we took the mrt back to bishan, then took a bus to thompson plaza. we got off at the wrong stop, then sup went back on the bus while me and zhongjun were like, "wtbomb?" then we walked to the next bus stop. lololol. we bought the shavings, sandbath, and food for the hamsters, then took the bus back to ri, where we set up the hamster cage properly with all the stuff in it. and everyone was like "OMG they're so cuuuute!"



they currently don't have names, and we're pretty sure they're both female. possible names are "boon" and "lay", since they were from boon lay. haha.

and that's how the cookie crumbled for 01-06 this valentine's day.