Thursday, January 29, 2009

Why I love Holidays

Happy (belated) Chinese New Year!

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And boy was I glad it took up 2 weekdays. WoohoO!



There are some oddities I saw within these two days.
1) The hotdogs me and Yus fried just looks wrong.

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2) I just realised there are ALOT of foreign workers in Singapore because they took over Jurong East Interchange on Monday, 26th January 2009. They are spreading their power fast, people.

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3) These 2 men found the cheek and space, to play frisbee at VIVOCITY.
At that pavement where you can walk-walk while looking out towards the sea towards the IR.

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4) Me gaining 5-6kg and now looks like a chubby babi baby.

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Recent weather has seen sunny skies and cool winds. My favourtie kind of weather. So what better time to have a picnic and fly some kites! Yeehaw!

And until today I don't understand what's the innuendo that lies beneath 'go fly kite'.
Judging from the 'heh heh hehs' and sly looks exchanged between members I can only guess it's something dirty.
I tried to link kite-flying as some sexual act or karma-sutra position but doesn't make sense leh.
Hmmm.
Whatever.


Ok so the plan of the day was to make The Largest Kite In The World! and use the kite to cut everyone elses' kite and be the King of Kites at West Coast Park. Muahahaha.

But then cannot find rotans because shops which sell rotans were closed. So have to resort to buying cheapskate kites at Toys-R-Us. Nyeh.


Some tips on Kite-flying:

1) The human body does not make a good rotan no matter if you're as thin as a rotan. But you can try using a thin picnic mat/$3 tablesheet as the kite-sheet because it was always bloody blown away by the wind.

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2) Maintain a good posture and bright teethy smile because you want to show you are in control of the situation. Eventhough your kite can only fly for 1m for about 2mins.

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3) Understand the tugs that you feel on the string as your kite sashays in the wind. That's your kite's way of telling you to let go more string so that it can fly higher. But if you cannot understand and you're annoyed, it's ok, you make a good picture to laugh at.
Wahahahaa.

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(The two smaller pics are purposefully irrelevant and duplicated to annoy you)


4) Your string will somehow get bloody entangled. Be patient. And look cheerful like you're enjoying every minute of this experience. Try not to fall asleep in the process of untangling string.

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5) You cannot fly a kite while sitting down.
Ok we shall not assume people in wheel-chairs cannot fly kites.
But once you're rolling about on the mat trying to get the kite to fly, just stand up already.

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6) Perseverance is key. Don't care about people who shout NADIA LOSER NADIA LOSER and laugh at you because you still cannot get your kite to fly after about 30mins.

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7) Don't forget to rest and refuel your energy every now and then by eating Atikah's Yummylicious Hotdogs and Healthy Eggs without Salt, Keropok Singkong Perisa Keju Bakar, jellies, Keropok Pedas, and Yus' Cold Roti Prata Telur, and Sheera's Shepherd Pie. Also drink plenty of water such as Nadia's Tap Water in Recycled 2.5litre Bottles.

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8) If you have a boyfriend/a person who you know likes you, test his adoration for you by asking him to pick up your kite everytime it falls... sampai dia bongkok tiga ok.

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Kite-flying is so much fun.
But was sucha disappointment when every other kites were tiny specks but for us, our strings were gone all the way and we can still see the patterns on our kites.
Sigh. Da kate $3.. da bagus tu boleh terbang.

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Nevermind, got frisbee!
Me and Yus bought this hybrid of a frisbee and a boomerang. Packet said it can be both. It seems that if you flip it on one side and it has 'boomerang action'.

But it has more than that function.
We found out that it can also be a fashion accessory and a prop for a magic trick: Look ma, no hands!

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We can also modify the traditional way of playing frisbee by catching this thing with our head through the loop.
Damn fun this one.
Ok yang aku syiok promote benda ala ni kenapa eh.

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But the best part of the day was the jumpshots.
I have yet to understand the thrill and exuberance of jumping infront of a camera.
But nonetheless, me likey! And so do you!

So I'm gonna put the 498 pics we took jumping jumping...

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The Girls' Jumpshots!

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Couple-Jump-Shots!

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I think I wanna do jumpshots in my wedding photos! :D
Check out my funkadelic hair, Raaawr.

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All these make me look forward to my next holidays...
In what...3 months' time? Sigh.



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*Squuueeal*

Congratulations Yusnizar Bte Yusman
for getting engaged
on the 24th of January 2009!

You look so beautiful!

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This is just your engagement and I feel sooooooooo happy already!

I think on your wedding day, I'll be the one crying buckets.



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Saturday, January 24, 2009

Hope!


I am seriously looking forward to my CNY Holidays.

If ANYONE of you bubble me,
I swear I am going to hunt you down and pluck off your eyelashes one by one.


I MEAN IT.
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Thursday, January 22, 2009

You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals

Do you know, when I was in Pri.4, I used to daydream that Backstreet Boys adopt me as their step-sister.

(It was during the time when having step bros and sis were so cool. Just like collecting stickers.).

In my dream, they would protect me and care for me and we would all have fun hanging out in our tree house.

(I just love treehouses when I was young and was deeply bereaved when my ambition of building a treehouse on one of the trees at our HDB carpark was shattered by my parents' lack of support).



Oh and they all fell in love with me and I caused BSB to get disbanded when I married AJ.


Do you also know, when I was in Pri. 2, I used to daydream about having a white tiger for a pet.
I even thought of a name for my imaginary pet: SnowFrost

(yes, the name is cool. Inspired by Kellog's Frosties.)



I imagine SnowFrost to grow with me from a small chubby kitten to a big, strong, and handsome cat. I would sit on his back and he and me would gallop far into the distant horizon.
He would go with me wherever I go and, like a guardian angel, protect me from harm.
And after a long day of adventure, I would often be found sound asleep, cradled under SnowFrost's powerful paws, in our treehouse.
And SnowFrost totally hates meat but loves seafood and taugeys.

BEST KAN.


But as I grow up, I had to face the fact that Backstreet Boys don't and won't even know I exist.

I can never have a tiger, not even a cat, because of my brothers' sensitive noses.

And I grew to realise that I am actually scared of TOUCHING a cat or how I freak when a cat touches ME.

I had to let the dreams drift away..............


I found this clip on YouTube that reminds me of Daydream no.2 with SnowFrost.

It's of this lionness named Christian, who was taken care of by these 2 dudes. And the connection they had was simply amazing and magical, I swear. The dudes were advised to send her to a Reserve as she grew 'cause people fear she might just turn wild. So they did. And years later, when Christian had her own cubs, and even when her cubs had grown pretty big, she still remembered those dudes.
It's amazing I tell you.

Here, watch it



Amazing riiiiight.
It just kind of inspires you to want to rush out right now and get yourself a cute and cuddly baby tiger from Africa.

Which reminds me.

I had two pet terapins once. Named Titi and Tutu. Very cerita-cerita dongeng names, I know.
But do you think..... is it even possible...... that Titi and Tutu might remember me?
After all these 13 years of goodbye?

Do they remember all the kuih tats, raisins, cornflakes, biskut yanyans, breads, OH! and one time, I tried to give them chicken.
But they didn't eat it.
Do they remember getting fat and happy from all these luxurious foods?

(At least I thought they would be fat and happy but now I learned that these foods might actually kill them because they cannot digest properly.)

Do they remember the countless times I let them crawl on the kitchen sinktop and how I frantically save them when they fell approx 3000-of-terapin's-metres to the floor?

Do they remember that bottle cap I put in the tank because I thought they might want to try to play boat-boat?

Do they remember how I would look in amusement as they tried to scale their way out of the tank only to fall back on their shells in exhaustion?

Oh the love between us!!




Hmmm... I think they'd rather not remember me. Hahahaha.


OK SO!

The important moral behind today's story is:

ANIMALS HAVE FEELINGS AND THEY DO REMEMBER!
SO DON'T ABUSE YOUR PET EVEN IF IT IS AN ANT.




AND SOMEBODY SHOULD STOP THOSE CHINA FACTORIES FROM SKINNING DOGS ALIVE.

AND IS THAT EMAIL WHERE THAT CHINA LADY KILLED A KITTEN WITH HER HEELS TRUE?!?!





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Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Children of today





Times have changed, and so have the children of today ...

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Try stepping into a pre-school and then you might realise that hell is not blazing red hot fire but a roomful of sinister little minions running around at godspeed due to extra energy from the Mentos they ate just now.

And don't forget the vomit, poop, pee and endless head-splitting wails.
And your weakness to their cuteness.



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Try stepping into a primary school and then you might see that hell is not falling into a pit of spikes, but facing dwarves with sly smiles and evil glints in their eyes.

Dwarves, who would, in the middle of Reading Aloud Session, suddenly shout:
Teacher! Why are you wearing a Wrestling Belt?

When it was, in fact, an accessory you thought might complement your overall fashion since it is the season's trend to wear 4-inch waist belts...

You recalled the hours of deliberation for the perfect combination that would be visually pleasing to your little audience the night before. And you see your effort burst in a single comment;
which has now triggered manic giggles and the horrible chant Teacher is a wrestler Teacher is a wrestler all the way til the end of lesson and for the next 2 weeks to follow.



And don't forget the vomit, poop and pee. And the frequent complains of somebody's pencil taken by anotherbody.

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Try stepping into a secondary school and you will immediately realise your vision of hell has never been so real.

As you shuffle along the corridor to your designated chamber, you feel the hard stares that strip you naked.

You shudder as the unearthly cries from the classrooms shake your very soul.

You watch in silent fear as you see a fellow sufferer run out of a class, face blotched with tears, tearing his hair in despair, screaming "No more! No more!" while his torturers pursue in a champion dance.

In another chamber, you see them cornering a cowering fellow victim while holding the most feared weapon of all: the handphone with camera;
for you have heard of frightful stories of Mr.X who was exiled for slicing a girl with a razor in frenzied fury.
But exaggerations aside,
he had, in fact, simply tapped the girl on the palm with a plastic ruler.

You hear those triumphant, diabolical laughters as you retreat into your cell.
And as you hear the bell that tolls for English lesson, you hear the bell that tolls for your death.



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.....I don't know what is the purpose of me scaring myself like this.....






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Sunday, January 18, 2009

Get out of my head

I've this grey cloud over my head that just wouldn't go away.
I'm going to make it my pet if it chooses to stay.
I'll see my world through death, pain and depression.
I'll write suicidal poems with my pet grey cloud as inspiration.

Sigh.



But the boyfriend, in his shining armour
Galloped here in no time and holler
'I will save you, oh distress damsel!
Let's go to IMM despite my half-blocked nasal!'

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'I will make you smile by smiling like this,
And grin like a gremlin while asking for a kiss.
Take my hand now, my dear
And wipe away that tear!
I'll make you smile, and smile you shall,
Coz I'm buying a pair of blades for you and its safety gears as well!'



Rollerblades in the box, price tag still intact,
My grey cloud hung close, chuckling behind my back.

Sigh.



I've this grey cloud that wouldn't go away...
At least not today...
But I guess it's okay.
Maybe it will the next day.


Life's not always sunny anyway.



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Thursday, January 15, 2009

Ladeedaaa

It is 11.59pm on a lovely cool Thursday night.

I am craving for this

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Eversince I've tasted Canadian Pizza's Cheesy Turkey Sausage Roll at NTU's Canteen A, there is no turning back.
And I smile in full self-admiration whenever I can say OneCanadianPizza'sCheesyTurkeySausageRollPlease successfully in one shot when ordering.
Lagi best if cashier asked to repeat order.

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(ok. da macam psycho.)


I am craving for this

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I think Mr./Ms./Mdm/Mrs./Dr. Maltesers, or whoever it is that created this divine chocolate balls, is a chocolate genius OF ALL TIME.



I am craving for this

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Ok. I've tried googling Gio Gio Hotdog Prata but google gave me pictures of smiling people, Nasi Kunyit, Creamy Egg-drop Corn Soup......
It's actually Hotdog wrapped in crunchy prata with lettuce, mayo and chilli sauce
And it is uehfewfbauifgqwug *salivates salivates*
Whoever created this divine combination is a culinary genius OF ALL TIME.



Ok bye.

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To keep a smile on my face

1) I LOVE MY VIDEOGRAPHY ELECTIVE!
Wednesday has become the day I look forward most to school.
Even if it is 7 hours of back-to-back lessons.
Wheeeehoohoohoo.

2) I AM SO LOOKING FORWARD TO NEXT SATURDAY!
I am honoured, darling! Thank you thank you!

3) MY AEROPOSTALES ARE COMING SOON!
Oh yeah, baby, New shirts. You won't see me in the same shirt twice, man.
...Yea right.

4) I HAVE NOT PAID MY BILLS!

Recieved a reminder letter 1 week ago.
And a threat sms from Starhub yesterday.
I've never gotten my line cut off before. Let's see how it goes, shall we?


5) CAROUSEL-ING THIS FRIDAY NIGHT WITH THE BF INVITED ALTHOUGH IT IS AN EXCLUSIVE FAMILY CELEBRATION!

A giant leap for bapak-kind.

6) PERFECT BOOTIES FOUND!

but the spree is closed. Hahaha. Kental.

7) MY SAMSUNG PHONE DELETES MY MESSAGES WITHOUT MY CONSENT!
My luck with technology never brightens.

8) IT'S BEEN 9 DAYS SINCE YUSNIZAR STOPPED SMOKING!

!!!!!! Nasreen, you SHALL NOT offer her a stick. NOT EVEN ONE.
Thank you darling. Heee.


9) I BOUGHT 12 SUBWAY COOKIES FOR $10.90!
I felt like vommitting after eating 1 oatmeal raisin and 1 choc chip cookie.
Donated the rest to ever-recieving boyfriend.


10) THE SKY IS BLUE TODAY AND THE AIR SMELLS AND FEELS LIKE THE AIR IN AUSTRALIA!

Although I've never been to Australia.
But it really does smell and feel like Australia!
Why can't I imagine it is like Australia?!
Go away, party-pooper.

11) TEMPERATURE IN BANGKOK HITS 15DEG!

Although this is no cause to smile since 5 people died due to the unusual weather.
But don't you see...
that is why our air is so cool nowadays eventhough the sun is shining so brightly...
like in Australia.
And I hope the temp improves for them because it might mean Singapore might snow and then............ it won't be Australia, it would be kiamat la seh.


12) I LOVE IP MAN TO THE CORE!

I thought Ip Man (pronounced Eep Mun) was I.P Man and thought it was a totally pfffft movie.
But now, I don't mind watching a third time. Whoohee!


13) I HAVE A PIMPLE ON MY RIGHT CHEEK!
which means I ate too much chocolate. Which also means I was very happy the past week.
(Or do you eat more chocs when feeling depressed? Aaaanyhoo.)

14) ONE MORE DAY TO THE WEEKEND!

I love school. I love school. I love school.


15) I ATE AT HOME 3 TIMES THIS WEEK!
I have protected myself from being ajinomoto-ed which in turn, has effectively reduced my risk of getting diseases due to eating unhealthy outside foods.
Also, the aprroximate $10 I saved has gone into tabung shopping kahwin.
Yay!





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Wednesday, January 14, 2009

There is no excuse

Forgive me and my weaknesses,
my inability to turn away,
my falseness and my selfishness,
my habit to sway,
my blindness to senses,
my own sweet words I betray...

Forgive me and my mistakes;
By far, this is the largest.

For I have thrown away dignity,
For I stand for hypocrisy,
I trample on self-worth,
I spit on my beliefs.
I take what I don't deserve
For I am a wretched
I am a traitor
I am a vile,
abhorrent creature...


Forgive me for not letting you know
I don't deserve your honest, wholesome love.
I don't deserve your smile,
I don't deserve anything.
For I am nothing,
but a selfish coward.




This is my incorrigible regret
for I have never felt so damn low.


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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Of what the heart desires.

2009 has come without much of a hooha for me because it ultimately means back to school.

So no, I did not celebrate the welcoming of 2009 at some happening beach party with homemade pepperspray in my pocket and a constant paranoia of getting raped.
And yes, I treat that special midnight hullabaloo like another descend into another day in another month.

But I cannot deny that there is still that small anticipation deep within me to welcome a new year.

Perhaps it is simply the thought of something new: denovo, a new beginning. A fresh new slate.
Perhaps it is the consolation that comes along; that it is time to shed the regrets, sorrows, mishaps and misfortunes of the old year like an old skin and emerge clean and fresh and ready.
Or it is the refreshed motivation, a renewed strength, to find a hold to lift yourself higher on your scaling wall.

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People always say they don't have any resolutions; there is no point in keeping them because they will never be fulfilled anyway... But somehow I believe everyone has renewed hopes, renewed vigour, renewed dreams... even if they don't realise it.
Tell me who can resist a brand new start; everyone wants that chance to start anew.

As for me, there are plenty of things I want to do, and to improve. I fear to call these agendas of mine resolutions for the very fact that I might jinx it with the common notion that resolutions are useless ideas left to rot after 1 week into the year.

I have designed agendas for myself to guide me through this year. Yes, I AM that everyone with renewed hopes, renewed vigour, renewed dreams.
And I am currently confident of achieveing at least 2 of them in a targeted span of time.
(Note I said CURRENTLY. I shall update you my progress with either happy or hardcore emo future posts.)

So let's stand up for this optimisim of mine and together we shall see what I will reap this year.
Yeeehaw!

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As for you, dear friends, I hope your aspirations will be fulfilled and may this be a great and meaningful year.
Let it be the year where there will be no lingering regrets as we reflect upon ourselves on 31 Dec 2009, just before midnight; for we have achieved what we have set ourselves to do.

:)

Insya'Allah.




PS: Last year I was a drifting zombie and did not give back to community nor did I improve myself spiritually, emotionally or physically
*lingering regret*







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Monday, January 5, 2009

Bye-Bye Holidays :(

I tried to send telepathic messages to Mas Selamat to seek refuge in my school so that our army, navy and police can seal the whole building and we cannot go to school for another month.


But no response from Mas.
Even after I told him how delicious the oatmeal raisin cookies and western food are.


And how the whole school is wireless and that he can use my username and password if he wishes to surf the net.


:(


It's ok. Since the inevitable will happen, I decided to make use of the remaining 24hours of my holidays at Sentosa.


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Damn fun. With crazy Ali and my number one darling cousing Dya. But the deadliest combo is crazy Ali and my traitor boyfriend, Yus, who I suspect will readily leave me and marry Ali if ever he proposed to him.
The two seem to give each other this everlasting energy to just spew nonsense and behave like nonsense non-stop.


As for me and Dya? We are the epitome of patience.


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So it wasn't a big affair, just a simple picnic by the beach and refreshing swim in the green-blue lagoon.


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By simple, I mean really, really simple. There's the lunch. Hahaha. No la. Of course there were more. We were there to have fun, not starve.


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And this is our little secluded paradise for 10 minutes before the tides came in and we had to shift to another place.


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I know the pose above is hideous, but there is showmanship there, yes?


It shows my determination in trying to smack the ball as hard as I could at the boyfriend. But no matter how hard I throw, how wide I spread my legs and how squarish my arms are angled, the stupid ball bounced off him happily and he just giggled. How irritating.



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And I realised that I have paedophilic tendencies. Just look at the number of children pics I took that day.


Of this super chubby boy who was waddling infront of me. I tailed him ok. I felt like pushing him down a slope.

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Of another chubby boy (let's call him chubby boy no.2) who was happily playing sand when his father came and took him for a swim at which I said "NO! PUT HIM BACK!" loudly to myself.

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Of chubby boy no.2 's brother who is not actually that cute and I don't know why I took his pic.. but anyway....

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Of a random little girl with translucent underwear building sandcastles...





but I'm not uploading those pics for you, you pervert.


Oh and this is a picture of a tyrannical dad who was traumatising his own little daughter by splashing HUGE amounts of water at the poor little kid. Look at that sly crocodile smile... jengjeng jengjeng jengjeng....


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Ok this has nothing to do with paedophilia but I feel that I must show you the pic.
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I was surprised we actually swam alot.. but most of the time it was because we were catching the stupid ball which floated so blardy fast to the next shore 423 km away.


Quirks of the day:


"What is starfish in malay?"
Dya, full of confidence: "Belimbing!"


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We were floating about in the water when suddenly Yus said:


"Eh you know, there is this one story about a man who moved a rock. That rock has always been there and people always tripped over it. One day, this man came and he tripped over it. So he lifted the rock and put it aside... then under the rock, there is gold and a note that said: For the man who moved this rock........"


*silence*


Us:
"... so what has it got to do with anything?"


Yus:
"Dunno. Just remembered the story...."


*smacks forehead*


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Ooooh and I didn't know Sentosa's toilet showers are made into an open concept. We were literally bathing in public. Public here stops at the women in the women's toilet.
But it was fun. Me and Dya used to bathe together when we were kids and we missed seeing each other's boobs (back then it was just nipples)...


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Some pictures I really love... and NO, they are not of chubby children...


But of the sunset and the shadows that emerge against the orange glow of the setting sun...


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Of a beautiful laughter...

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Of forgotten sandcastles and its shortlived majesty..


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Of a quiet, peaceful love...


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And of me, and how I love to annoy all of you with my face...


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Hahahahahaa.


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After swimming and somersaulting, we were still full off energy. So we raided Vivo's Toys 'R' Us and Forever 21. Muhahamuahaha.


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I think the management at T.R.U is quite slack because this girl could even set up a nice comfy home with all the products found in the store. Hahah.


And management at Forever 21 is even more slack because Ali and the boyfriend were practically having a fashion parade.


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Gosh, I can't believe I miss them so much already.




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Thursday, January 1, 2009

Ok. Last One.

Welcome to Batikah's BBQ Bonanza.

Why Batikah? To match the plosive 'B's in BBQ Bonanza. Hahah.

(Plosive 'B's.... Stoppitseh!)

I got 2 more BBQ stories to share to close off 2008.
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The first story is about me setting fire to someone while I was fanning the satays...

Ok. No.

Hahahaha. Anjat tak gegerl/boboi? Hahaha.

Anyhoo.

It's Class 2/5 CSS BBQ organised by Rudy Herianto and Cheak Hong Ian.

And it is by far, the most disorganized BBQ I've ever been to my whole life.
Hahahaah. Sorry eh, Rudy.

Firstly, NOTHING was ready when I reached at 7, when the BBQ was supposed to start at 5.30pm.
I thought when I came late, I get the honour of simply eating but no. What was the reason?
"We were waiting for you..."
Waiting for me? Oh.. usually I'm just like a fly on the wall and now suddenly I'm like Mr. Hawazi Daipi.
Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin.

(Eh why this catchphrase by Three Little Pigs? Dunno.)

Secondly. There were no ice. NO ICE. Except for the chunky ones that came in one box of styrofoam, suspected to chill the raw bbq-ed food, but was then being used to chill the bottled drinks.
"There, got ice what..."
Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin.

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Thirdly. NO HOTDOGS. Eh I thought hotdogs are the basic things to bbq?
"No hotdogs to bbq.... but we got live ones... If you know what I mean.."
NOT BY THE HAIR ON MY CHINNY CHIN CHIN.


All these organised by a genius who scores a ridiculous cap GPA.

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But then, in such an easy-going company, no one actually cares about the defieciencies and inefficiencies (yes, I'm talking about the rate the food was being cooked, Cheak. Hahaha).
Joke, ok, joke.

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And I met my CHARMAINE! Who tried to teach me salsa but gave up because I'm not only born with 2 left feet, but my thighs and knees are glued together like a mermaid's tail.

But I taught her how to camwhore!

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Charmaine has always that spunky nerd because of her intellect and her fun character. From secondary school til now. Never change.
:)

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Glad to know that some things never change.. like Brandon and his try-to-speak-in-Malay attempts... like Charmaine and her animated enthusiasm when she speaks... Ian, always so cool, so calm... Wilfred, the confirmed army commander... Hong Bei, the sweet one... Run Qian, always so fierce but means no harm...I can really go on.

Wonder will there ever be a day when everyone (and I mean, ALL of 2/5) can meet up just like this. It would be so much fun!

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Photo of the (yester-)day:

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If you can spot me, you will get a call from the person you admire at the exact time you spotted me.

And I hope you all don't get heart attack.
Hahahaaaa!

Clue: Burnt and round.


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Family BBQ @ Thompson Condo

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When I told you I've been to many BBQs this holidays, I wasn't kidding.

So you should have no qualms in believing that I actually set fire to 4 trees during this BBQ.


Ok. No.

Actually only 2 trees la.....

1 tree and a squirrel?


Wheeeeeeeee~~~

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The BBQ was very hectic for me and a blast for everyone else.
Because I was the one cooking the foooooods. Oh yessiree. Me.
Chicken wings, chicken chops, crabsticks... all me. And all of them cooked and perfectly fine for eating, ok, thank you.

I'm so proud of meself *sniffs*

But I think my talent for BBQ-ing food runs in the blood. My Nenek is a pro-BBQer ok. She got the fire going and all in less than 5 minutes! Beat that.

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And look, no need thongs, man. Just pure skills.

I love my darling Nenek. Just look at herrrrr. SO CUTE. I feel like squeeeezing her and rolling her and barbequeing her. Eeeeeeeee....*bites Nenek*.......

So I only got time to admire my darling Nenek. The rest of the time, I was just inhaling smoke, turning over chickies, buttering them, and making smart excuses when they come around to ask for more food.

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I didn't get to swiiim :( And they were all splashing and screaming around in glee :((

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It rained a couple of times because of those passing rainclouds. But I stood my ground like a true BBQ-er, fanning frantically and at the same time covering my cooking chickies.

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These brownies are orgasmic! If I could BBQ them, they would be SUPER orgasmic. Nyiahaha.

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This is what happens when I trust my camera in the hands of my 2 lovely cousins and my sister.
Oh my..Loveliness is all I seeeeee.
Hahahaha.
(This is for making me go through 2934 of your retarded faces and wondering why the heck my batt died so fast and how come no more memory space already.)

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And after that, movie marathon til 5 a.m, babe. No kidding.
Oh and I think Video Ezy has something against me. You have NO IDEA how difficult and torturous it was for me to just want to rent 5 dvds ok!

1) After searching for the-best-ever-dvds to watch, woman at cashier said must produce IC. Both me and bro, never bring wallet.

2) Woman said shop closes at 10pm. Timecheck: 9:50.

3) Bro and me ran like rabid dogs to car and I drove at breakneck speed back to condo to get dad's IC and zoomed back. Timecheck 9:58

4) Stupid woman said the person himself must come down.
I begged her: can I please please sign for my dad I will tell him I promise.
No, she firmly said, There are liabilities blah blah.
This is when I wished our country was corrupted.

5) Had to go to King Albert's Park which has the only Video Ezy that opens til 12 a.m. Lost my way. Wasted an hour going one blardy huge circle. Reached condo at 1 a.m. Haha!

But now that I am a Video Ezy member, I get $28 for a facial spa. I forgive you, Video Ezy, for having made my life difficult. Wheeehoo!


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This is what happens when you don't want to bathe and still got the cheek to show the world how you look like fresh out of bed.
You happily thought that you'll just bathe when you reach home later and father is sending you anyway whaaat...
And then, once you reached home, you realised that you don't have a spare key and NOBODY'S home.

SO you have to cab down to where your brother is playing soccer to get key. Luckily you got money or else you cannot imagine the nightmare of having to take the train with a face still caked from saliva and hair that smelt of smoke and sleep and garbage.


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