moi frens

*be forewarned. the following posts are backdated. VERY backdated...*

With moi ol' pals...

25062005

Nadia & her hubby-2-b :: Starbux's representation of us 4 :: Us 4

Met up with my close secondary school pals that evening. One of the reasons being that dear Nadia will wed in 2 weeks time and we're rushing for the opportunity to meet up with her while she's still a spinster bachelorette.

Nadia brought with her a pleasant surprise. In the form of her fiance. It's was nice of her to make an effort to formally introduce to us the man who stole our dear friend's heart (does that sound mushy, or what??) I take that as her form of respect for us as her pals. Thank you, girl!

After a quick dinner @ Banquet East Point (I got my sashimi!!!), we head down to Starbux for coffee and some chillin'. There's lots that we talked about. Bout' how she met her future hubby, her school & kinda' updating one another with advances in our individual lives... bla bla.

To think that so much has changed since the last time we met (which I think was last year's Hari Raya...)

It's scary, how fast time flies and even scarier are the changes that comes with it....

Oh, well. Till' we meet again. *that will be during your nikah, Nadia*

Cycling

Cycling @ PAsir RIs
25062005

After a very unsuccessful attempt at purchasing a VCD of a supposedly funny Malay movie (cos' it's still playing in the theatres, no way the VCD's out...), my dad suggested bringing my mum to Pasir Ris Park, the place that he and myself visited during Daddy's Dae.

Yeah, a beautiful afternoon not to be wasted. As soon as I parked, my dad made a mad dash for the bicycle rental kiosk. Ahhhh....Sohhhh.... So he's been yearning to cycle here, eversince we realised that we can rent bikes at this park. Clever man....!

It was nice. My dad on a mountain bike while my mum+ myself rode the tandem one cos' my mum lazily justified that she must have forgotten how to ride alone, considering it's been ages since she rode a bike. She never even made any attempt to try!!!

Besides I know she's just plain lazy cos' 1/2 the time, I'm the ONLY one cycling to move BOTH of us forward. It was later proven when our shadows that was casted on the tarmac showed my mum sitting STILL, admiring the surroundings.... I might as well pedal a TRISHAW!

After all that, I had to lie down awhile on the bed before meeting my ol' pals later in the evening. Not surprisingly, I was late...

Souped-Up Haven

Automobile Haven
24062005-25062005

My bro & myself watched Initial-D last Saturday morning. We could have been the only non-Chinese watching that midnight show at PS at that time. Should see the looks we got from other movie-goers... Heh.

Why Initial-D? Isn't it a Chinese movie???

Well.... We loooove cars. In fact, while looking for a parking lot that night, I almost cried while at the wheel. Nooo, I'm not desperate because the show's starting and there're no lots. Those tears are of PURE joy. Joy at seeing rows upon rows of GORGEOUS, MARVELLOUS, MAGNIFICENT & FANTABULOUS souped-up cars. I was jumping up and down on my seat and my bro had to hold the steering for fear that I may accidentaly swerve into one of these babies. *snickers*

Another reason is that like love Jay Chou. Yes, been a closet fan of his... *blush* So what does MY liking Jay has anything to do with my bro? Cos' it was ME who PAID for the tix, that's why. If he wanna waste a FREE movie, so be it.

Oh and that brat cutie Edison Chen. He looked soooo boyish that I tot' he appeared a tad too underaged to be smoking so much on screen.

Overall, the movie's great. A balanced proportion of action, drama & comedy. Jay's acting has much to be improved but the role suited him well. So duhhh. Anyway, it's his very first movie role... Excusable.


*d-r-o-o-l-f-e-s-t*

These are just what's left in the carpark after my bro took a leak after the movie. My bro drove towards a car, stop, I got out, snap some pics and got back in. This goes on till' I've amassed a collection of them pics in my phone. The sound they make when they went down the ramp... Soooo orgasmic.
*vroom!*

Rocker family

Rock On!!!!

Tot' of holding myself back from updating till', say.... the weekend but I just can't resist this quiz.....

Your Rock Star Family by Mikki
Mum	Shirley Manson (Garbage)
Dad	Michael Hutchence (INXS)
Sister	Jennifer (Kittie)
Brother	Joel (Good Charlotte)
Boyfriend	Chris (Coldplay)
Girlfriend	One of the Donnas
Best friend	Dave Grohl
You
Quiz created with MemeGen!

Conclusion: I think my family's pretty worse off than the Osbournes.

C'mon, my 'mum' looks androgynic, my 'dad' committed suicide eons ago, I despise my 'brother' for dating miss-goody-two-shoes Hillary Duff and I hate my 'boyfriend'.

Firstly, he (my BF) is NOT a rocker (to me). Secondly, he's married. Thirdly, I never liked his wife, Ms. Paltrow. Worse, she shared the SAME birthdate as myself. Fourth, he named his babe girl after a FRUIT. Sheesh!

The only things that really rock is having Jennifer as my 'sis' and Dave Grohl himself as my 'best fren'. Kewl!

Somehow, I'm just veeeerrrry glad that Mr Marilyn Manson is NOT in my list. Bet my bro will beg to differ.... \m/

Jaz my dad & me...

Juz my dad & me...
19062005

As the saying goes: A Picture Tells A Thousand Words. So just *click*, lah.

Been a long time...

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Been a long time, eh?
18/19-06-2005

That morning, an ol' pal msg-ed me, asking if a supper is possible that nite. Lucky girl. My mum's working so I guess it'll be ok.

Not that I can only go out when my mum's not around but she tend to stay up till' I'm back. Not that I mind tapi kesian, you. Yeah, she tend to ask this, ask that. Typical of a mother's concern. Besides, it's easier not having to answer to anyone.

Aniwae, I have not seen CT Hajar for quite a looong time. Say, 6 yrs? 7 yrs? Or as Brad Pitt a.k.a Mr Smith will say, "6 or 7 years ago.."

I asked my bro along, considering he kinda' know her too and makes a great companion. Besides, Mr Teddy Bear gotta' be hungry after work... Hitting some late-nite supper@ Changi will be good. Fetched Hajar, followed by my bro after sending me mum to werk.

It's been really nice to see you again CT Hajar! Thanks to friendster and a little bit of fate, we meet up again. The world is super-small, after all.

Rest assured, that kewl experience won't be the last. Singapore has many great places to hit for supper, y'knoe... ;)

PS: we kinda' go bonkers during our late nite/early morning foto shoot. click on the pic to see more...

Pasir Ris Part I

Roti Boy 2
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Pasir Ris Pt. 1
18062005

Geezers. These are so long overdue ('these' meaning that I have more than 1 thing to babble about).

It's the Father's Day weekend, ain't it?

My parents gotta go for their foot reflexology session at Tampines Mall. I won't go for another of such session. I'm just not comfortable having a stranger-of-a-man massaging my legs (thou' it does felt goood ;>)

I leave them be while I wander off in that blatantly crowded mall (I never thought there to be any special occasion). Went to Isetan. Hmmph. Nothing. Went up to check out the Havainas. That's when I saw... boxes upon boxes of mens' shirts, wallets, belts, ties.. you name it, they displayed it. Sooo much like....

OMG!!! Is it Father's Day??! Looked around & saw teens lugging small, nicely packaged boxes of ties and shirts. Mothers/wives sorting thru' the packaged offers... Geez! I'm not gonna miss out on this!

My dad called. They're done. Was in such a hurry, I signed the bill haphazardly & gotta sign again. #$%@!!!

Pretended nothing happened, despite the Isetan bag being very ominous with it's nicely wrapped blue package inside. Heh. After lunch, I suggested we merayap cos' it's boring to go back that early. We settled on Pasir Ris Park.

Shopped for mum's antiseptic gauze for her scald, stocked up on fruits & salads and dad's fav. brand of really-bland biscuits and Roti Boy(mexican buns). Oh, and olive oil. A whole 5 kg bottle, mind you! Shopping tak agak2x!

The park was freakin' crowded. I saw this cute sight: A big goods lorry (the metal compartment type) parked in front of us. Saw the door slide open. One lady ambled out. Followed by her son, then another person. Another...another...another... You know HOW MANY were there inside the lorry??? A grand total of 18 pax PLUS large water containers, tents, a beach ball and 2 huge pots of food. AMAZING FEAT! Yesh, memang keluarga orang Melayu.

It's nice sitting on a bench there, people-watching and stuff, while munching on Roti Boy & salad... Then we head home. Yah, just like that. Boring?? Naaah, it's quality time spent with my parents. Besides, my mum gotta' work later. Overtime.

PS: what happened that nite' later on is another story altogether.... Heh.

Just another silly quiz.

Just another silly quiz. Females....

OMG, just how true will this be..?? *guffaws*


you are burnout personified.
rich and succesful,
stressed and overworked.
you loathe men and relationships
with every fiber of your being.


What will you be like 10 to 15 years from now? (girls)
brought to you by Quizilla

Seriously, the RICH part is nice...
STRESSED & OVERworked??? LOATHE men? Geee....

Out with Da' Guys.

Out with Da' Guys.

Them
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I woke up yesterday and and the first word that came to me was: BORED. Darn, I need a life, man!

I remembered my coversation with my bro the night before,
HE: Eh, I think I can send ma tomorrow. Decided not to hit the gym. So what movie u watchin tomorrow?
ME: What?! Why u never tell me earlier? I didn't make any plans! Why u always last-minute, one!!

Well, since he CAN send my mum to work, that will mean I'm free that nite. Heh heh.... *rub hands in glee*
So I msg my pals. 2/4 replied. Oklah... better than nothing. Decided to chill somewhere on the outskirts of town.

Bas who was trying to buff himself up (for some supposed modelling stint after he ORD), resisted dinner (dietlah, konon...) But he ordered this beverage/dessert which has espresso poured over this vanilla ice-cream. Dumb, rite?

I think he can't resist it when Kai & I order a meal each. So what if he said that he wanna chill only? We're hungry. Just off work, whatd'ya expect? Soon, it's more side dishes, coffee and then (with Kai's insistance) DESSERT. Now, that's what I call sinful. When the 'Nuts & Bran..." (whatever it's called) thingy arrived, we were so taken aback....


Ermm.. I dunno if u guys over-stocked your whipped cream supply..But isn't this a tadd too much??

Despite all that junk, we managed to kinda' finish it up. I personally thnk that green tea should stick to being a beverage and NOT a dessert. Yucky, man! Besides, I like my green tea sans sugar....

We sat there till' the staff had to subtlely inform us that they're 'closing in 5 mins time'. Felt bad, heh. At least we're considerate enuff to let them clear yet another table and a better chance at knocking-off earlier. Been in this line before... I know, lah.

Yeah, then we went all they way to Plaza Sing. to hit the loo and get some ciggies for Bas. Some much for trying to quit... Chet! I thought the night is still young. They tot' the night is still young, so we decide to walk to City Hall. We decide to cut thru' C.H.I.J.M.E.S and recollect those days when we used to chill there. Esp. during our grad nite. Matthew and his crazy antics.....

After the walk, we kinda' got tired... Besides the guys gotta work tomorrow so we called it a night and tried to get some cabs. Guess what?? It's 2335 and somehow almost all the cabs are aither 'on call' or 'changing shift'. Is that any surprise that we finally got a cab at 5 mins before midnite..?

Ya lor... Midnight charges apply. Sheesh! :-P

Fire drill

Fire drill

Fire drill
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I have never expected myself to experience this as a 'grown-up'...Sheesh!

I remember, back in my Poly days, I saw one department having to go thru' this silly ordeal. I believe it's b'cos they got to reside in a spanking new building, that's why...(yes, I'm a weeny bit jealous, then). How I laughed at them, especially those whom I happened to know. "Ha ha! Macam slenger, gitu!!!"

Anyway, I saw the notice, stating that the drill will take place ard 11am and should it rain then it will happen at 3pm instead.

Guess wat? It rained at 11am. Phew! Prayed that it'll rain the whole day...

After lunch, my eyes got really heavy and the office was quiet, except for the occasional clickings of the mouse or the tapping of the keyboard. And I began my slowwww journey to dreamland, when suddenly... *RIIIIINGGGGGGG!!!!*

Goodness, that ringing never stopped! Aiyoh, bingit!!! Recalling back my secondary school days, I remembered such ringing to be the the much-celebrated fire drill. That's b'cos, back then, such drills would have disrupted any ongoing lessons. But when you started working and the task of finishing a particular assignment on time is very important~esp. when it's Friday and you wanna knock-off early; that drill only comes as a blardee hindrance.

I betcha, if a REAL fire DID take place, I think 1/2 the occupants of that building would have been 'chao-tar' (utterly burnt). Practically took their own sweet time, dilly-dally.... Heck, some of them even attempted to buy some stuff from the canteen on the 4th floor! I saw some bosses clearly trying to escape this silly procedure by driving off but got stopped at the main gate.

Ha ha!!! You'd better join us, dudes! Yeah, gathering according to our unit storey level, wait for attendance to be taken, listen to announcements... Hah!

Then the whole crowd scrambled to the lifts after everything's over. I went over to the cargo lifts, only to see that they have yet to activate it. So I resort to climb the stairs. All the way to the 7th floor!

Sheeesh. Sheesh. Sheesh!

bugger off!

bugger_off
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Ermmm....

I realised that I hardly blog anything bout' myself. You know, personal stuff like my everyday happenings (do I have to blog everyday, then?), my feelings, my rant & ravings, where I go, who I see, yadaa...yadaa...

Believe it or not, doing that is just not.... me. I know that it's pretty incredulous. How can blogging bout' yourself not reflect you? I dunno. Guess it's just not typical of me to shout out to everyone out there, the real me.

There are moments when I just wanna let out all I feel, all that pent-up frustration or even the joy I felt after a certain happenings. However, erm... I am wholly aware as to WHO reads my blog and WHO has access to a certain WHOever that I babble about. Last thing I need is to get into trouble with those I hold dear in my life.

As the saying goes, even a person's joy may be another's sorrow. There are 2 ends to this knife and I'd rather not have it pointed at our direction.

I've seen other bloggers having a no-holds-barred concept of blogging. It's a bare-it-all style. Even came to washing their dirty linen in public. I admit to being a closet reader of some of these blogs. Somehow, you know when a certain blogger is approachable-or not. Some are deemed so 'scandulous', he/she had had their faces pasted on dartboards-meant for all to vent their anger at-feeling that they would have things justified, by giving these bloggers a piece of their mind.

But hey, they're talking bout' THEIR life and by no means, did THEIR lifestyle, by any chance interfere with YOURS??? No? Then bugger off.

They are entitled to write what they want to write. It's THEIR blog, anyway. THEIR own PRIVATE space. It just so happens that it's no longer PRIVATE cos' YOU stumbled into it and chose to INTRUDE.

Maybe they lied. Maybe all they want is attention, popularity. A mention somewhere. So what? By responding to their what-nots, you're just giving them what they want. Yes, it's negative attention but these bloggers know it. They won't be dumb enuff' to expect some positive remarks to their awful entries, dun they? Even though I do admit that beautiful flowers DO grow on heaps of crap, sometimes.

Admit it, you are entertained by them aren't you? Negative remarks or not. That's why you keep coming back and felt compelled to comment everytime, albeit negatively. I know cos' I AM amused by some entries made by some bloggers. However, I see things in a different light. These ppl blogs bout' things they deem fit. Hey, if it's alright for them, then it's ok for me.

Geez, I dunno what prompt me to write this kinda entry but seeing those seething comments made by certain 'Anonymous' fellas on blogs everywhere... I just feel like..doosh! Giving them a (virtual) gundoo on their heads.

How disrespectful can one be...? It's like trespassing into a person's garden and taking a crap at their lawn (those intruding 'private' blogs) or attending a party and screw it up by humiliating the host infront of the guests (those tarnishing the more popular blogs). Either way, it ain't good.

Mind your own business will ya'? Idiots..!

Which Singaporean Blogger Are You?

Which Singaporean Blogger Are You?

Courtesy of Kenny Sia, I'm now comparable to Cowboy Caleb. wtf??!

Congratulations CT, you are...

Cowboy Caleb of cowboycaleb.liquidblade.com

You are smart, loyal and sensitive. You are also very caring towards other people and you help them out whenever you can. You are very passionate about your line of work. You fight for your beliefs and if someone doesn't agree with you, you argue your point of view across in a very convincing yet diplomatic manner. For that, you earn respect.

Which Singaporean Blogger Are You?

Then again, I dunno why the heck I did this silly thingy. I AM a S'porean blogger, too. Doosh!

But it's been fun. Heh.

"...Who's the hottest, sexiest, best-looking blogger in the whole wide world?..."
A) Kenny Sia (which, by the way is the one and ONLY option).

Nice try Kenny....

The Smiths

The Smiths
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The Smiths

Oooooh.... If I like Angelina Jolie before, now I LOVE her. If I dun fancy Brad Pitt before(despite seeing his nice, firm muffin-of-a-bum in Troy), now I SURELY do.

Now I can see why Mr Pitt has the hots for this sensuous beauty. She's a sizzler babe! 1/2 the time, throughout the action scenes, I keep visualising Lara Croft in action.

And Mr Pitt... I may not see it before but now I sure do. All the clothes hung so well on his nicely-buffed bod. Oohlala. AND his eyes, oh his eyes, when he looked at his 'wife'. Sigh...

2 things I'm not happie bout' with regards to this movie. What really happened in the end..? And what in the world is that OC fella doing in this movie...?! Huh? Huh?!!

It sure doesn't help, the fact that I dun' watch the show (OC, I mean) and I always thought Adam Brody to be the chubby-faced fella' with that brown hair and sad, sad puppy face. Turns out it's HIM. Oh btw, I KNOW he's from OC cos' I heard ppl whispering bout' him in the movie theatre.. Big deal! That's show's crap anyway (again, it's OC, not The Smiths).

I dun' like it that Angie is labled, 'marriage-wrecker'. It takes two hands to clap so that Pitt guy has gotta' shoulder some blame, too. Besides, they look soooo good together, they shall now be on my fav. 'La-La Land couple' list. Nothing agaist Ms. Aniston but Ms Jolie sounds like a more exotic & delectable feast on a platter when I'm hungry.

Check out this interview where both Angie & Brad were on the same stage (which is not often)...

Lady of The House :: Man of The House

Ayy... That Pitt fella' is funny, lah. Check out this excerpt from the interview:

"...Yet ask about how the two stars developed such amazing on-screen chemistry, and Pitt provides a coy response.'Between me and Vince [Vaughn]?'...

...We didn't need any chemistry; we'd just look into each other's eyes. It caused a lot of discomfort, but Vince and I got over the worst of it and we're resigned to just be friends. And we respect each other professionally and that's all I have to say about it..."

"Mr & Mrs Pitt", anyone..?

shut the babe up

Just another way to shut the babe up.

A pretty innovative way, I'd say. Hee-larious!

READ ON...

Geez!

Geez!

If I have had health problems, I would have either gone into an epileptic fit or stayed frozen/still in my seat as of this afternoon. Really, man.

Jean Danker of Class 95 fm had remarked that her day started off pretty well, until she discovered that Keanu Reeves could have already been married. However, she chose not to reveal the full story till about two songs later.

My first thought was, "Oh no! Not Diane Keaton..?!" I admit I'm pretty back-dated when it comes to entertainment news but the last time I heard bout' Keanu, it was about him being a tad too chummy with her.

Some ads and a song later, I decided to become impatient and source for the 'truth' myself. So I went to Yahoo! and searched, 'Keanu + Reeves + married'. The search came out with many results and of ALL of them, I chose a page that tell me THIS:

"...actors Keanu Reeves and Alan Cumming, raced over there to marry one another before a small party of invited friends....
...had always been rumored to be gay, but always maintained his heterosexuality...
...Keanu looked as though he was on cloud nine, while Cumming was in tears the whole way through. He was definitely the more 'queen' of the two..."
read more >>HERE<<

I am not a homophobic & I have nothing against gays. However, I've always had this notion in my head that it's ok to lose ur guy to another girl. At least there's a weeny bit of chance that u MAY get him back. But to lose him to a guy???
Imagine this:
(get in drama mode)"Why? Why him? What issit that he HAS that I DON'T?" Lots, baby. LOTS.

Anyway, back to the topic.
Amidst my shock, I forgot to regain my breath until I realised that my chest kinda' hurts (no, my heart DIDN'T break). Then I heard Jean's voice coming back on air. I sort-of heard, "...Keanu..proposed..fiance..married..Autumn Macintosh.."

Wait a minute. Autumn Macintosh?! That sounds far from, 'Alan Cumming'... At least 'Autumn' sound more... WOMANLY.

I decide to resource back the search on 'Keanu + Reeves + married'. Then I chose one result-CAREFULLY this time.

"...Keanu Reeves is reportedly set to marry old flame Autumn Macintosh.
Friends claim the Hollywood actor proposed after rekindling his romance with Autumn, who he first dated in the early '90s, earlier this year. . .
A source is quoted by Britain's Daily Star newspaper: "Keanu and Autumn have know each other for years..."

Now, that's a relief. Suddenly, I forgot about the fact that I'm pretty pissed that he got hitched.

Hey, come to think of it, he soooo far away in La-La Land, just what are the chances that I may meet and get hitched to him? Ponder... ponder...

Bah!

Bah!

I treat myself to some adrenaline rush late into the night yesterday. Pop the S.W.A.T dvd into the player as the clock strike midnite.

Anyway, after all the excitement of seeing the great action and even greater looking guys in action, it sure took me a looong time to settle my hyped-up senses and put myself to sleep. That will be like..say another hour or so...?

No points for guessing, what time I eventually slept.

Anyway, I was nodding away at my office table just now and awoke to see my face a mere inch away from the table-top. Therefore, a lame attempt at keeping me awake will be to blog, or so I tot'.

Hmm....

Boy, I sure have NO idea what to blog about...

...sigh, I think I'm better off making some coffee.

Skeletal look..?

Wassup' with tat' Skeletal look..?

Check out the latest additions to the brood of 'walking skeletons' in Hollywood... Can you figure out who they are...?

Yes, you got that right. It's Nicole ultra-thin Richie & Lindsay gone-skinny & blonde Lohan.

Geez, I'm not even hoping this to be a mere fad. Really hope that no one believes in this anorexic look. I mean, look at that! Just how 'healthy' is that?!

We've seen this look around in Hollywood. The likes of Calista Flockhart, Lara Flnn Boyle, Mary-Kate Olsen... And now, them??! That same pale, gaunt and lifeless look.

Heck, people are already pointing fingers at them with taunts bout' them being 'coke junkies' and other what nots. Maybe it's insomnia. All that late night partying is sure to screw up anybody's sleeping pattern.

Really girls, if hanging out with Paris (Hilton) can give you back the look you had previously (fleshy / rosy / pretty / healthy), you sure are better off with her.

Seriously...

Away for Umrah.

Away for Umrah.

The 4 of 'em
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My uncle and his wifey plus Yan their eldest son, my parents plus myself. And later on (in fact so much later that my grandpa check-in already), my other uncle plus his wifey.
We made our way to the airport to send my grandpa, his wifey, their in-law (besan) and grandson (my sort-of cousin) off to Jeddah for umrah (optional holy visit to the holy land of Mecca & Medina for religious purposes/minor pilgrimage).

Despite the screw-up with regards to the visa issue, the departure is as planned and the false alarm a few day back was thankfully.... a false alarm. Sheesh.

My grandpa's recurring spate of back pain was a cause for worry. The pilgrimage is not going to be easy for him. He was wheeled in (on a wheelchair, duh) back at the airport. For him to walk on his own all the way to the boarding gate, No Way!

My cousin Yan, he brought up this issue about things seeming a weeny bit funny. Like how we bothered to come this far to send grandpa off... and other what-nots. He's supposedly saying that something might happen... Ish.

Anyway, I prayed for their safety, to and from their journey and may they fulfill all the obligatory procedures as required. May they be evolved in religious bliss and may they attain the peace they much needed. Let them have the blessings, as with others, once they set foot on the holy land.

As for my cousin, I pray for his tolerance and patience whilst being surrounded by 3 'senior citizens'. May he have the strength to help them carry whatever they can't. May he absorb fully this enriching experience into his young mind and let this knowledge that he's attained guide him well into the future.

Insya-Allah. Amin

Bro's B-dae Dinner

B'dae bro I
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Bro's B-dae Dinner
31052005

No one actually decided where we should go for the dinner - despite having planned the dinner the week before. This is becoming much of a problem... Sheesh.

I know I was being anti-climatic when I asked him the previous weekend, "What do ya want for ya b'dae? I simply have no idea what to get ya."

I was such a bitch (if a guy's called a jerk), I noe. He blushed (either that or it's the feverish heat reddening his skin), shrugged his shoulders and said, "I dunno. Anything can lah."

That was nice of him. When I asked him the same question last year, he asked for either Dimebag Darrel's (still alive then) or Kirk Hammet's black guitar. That cost more than $2K! I offered him a gadget for him to bring to his jamming session instead. In the end, I bought neither. Goodness knows what I bought him last year....

Niwae, my dad eventually suggested East Coast Lagoon Food Centre (his fav'). I know that name rolled off his tongue easily. He's just waiting for the right moment to say it, so it will seem like he just tot' of that place. No grudges against ECLFC but I was kinda' thinking of some restaurant somewhere.... Sheesh.

Yeah, anyway we eventually decided on a G-Shock for my bro. That'll definitely last, given the environment he works in. Something to endure the elements..... Oh, plus an ADIDAS fragrance which I saw him sniffing eagerly at, a few days back. The G-Shock, I saw him admiring through some display window somewhere that same day he sniffed at that perfume. All his body languages, I observe and take it as some hint.

I reported to my dad, what I saw and eventually concluded and he smacked his forehead (literally) and said, "No wonder he kept looking at the G-Shock watches when we go shopping at Mustafa that day!"

Daaaaaad!!! *growls*

b'dae Bro

Happi B'dae, Bro

Here's someone whom I've known ALL my life. My buddy-best pal-my secrets storage tank-compatriot-partner.in.crime-the guy who teach me to love rock music and most importantly, MY BROTHER. My one & only. Heh, he's my only sibling, actually.

That-by the way, is a WIG.

He turned 26 a few hours back. That makes him OLDER than me. Somehow, I pamper him like he's younger. Yesh, if there's one person I love pampering, it's HIM.

But fair is fair. He is protective of me. Will try his best to help whenever or wherever he can. Especially whenever the inconsiderate me asked him to fetch him in town late into the night. Despite working the morning shift the day after, he'll oblige, settling easily for some supper or a pack of ciggs (not that HE ask. I offered. I like to pamper him, remember??).

He understands and listens to me. He's one who can talk bout' anything and he's honest with his opinions/comments and he does have good taste. People are amazed at how chummy I am with him. He doesn't feel embarrassed walking around with his sister - shopping, eating, play pool or just walk around.

My own frens were surprised at the manner that I converse with my bro. To them, elder brothers are admired, adored and looked up to. To me, he's my equal. I know some of his friends thought it's very strange and I was often mistaken to be his gal. Yeah, we looked a bit different. So what?

Anyway, bro. Here's wishing you a VERY HAPPIE 26th B'DAE.

Do cut down on the ciggs and the junk food, okies? And try to sleep earlier every night. You'll develop real-time insomnia, soon at the rate you keep your late nites. Your health is VERY impoertant. To me, to Mummy & to Daddy.

May you achive what you strive for in life. Be it the girl of your dreams, your career and others you deem important. May you be guided in the right path, always. I pray for your happiness and REMEMBER, we - Mum, Dad & myself will always be behind you. We'll always be there for ya. Just don't disappoint us. Take care, Mate (he wanna be a surfer).

Love you lots! *muacks*

dooce

Euuuwww!!!

It started innocently enuff'.....

"...she sat upright on her knees, her hands covered in what looked like pasta sauce, her forehead smeared with war paint..."

READ ON....

Night of champions

Sitting on the Fence.

All the adrenaline rush helped me to stay awake and boy, I'm glad it's all over. Both programmes, both finals and both had my favourites battling each other. Naturally, I didn't root for anyone. Never have I felt so at ease, being neutral and all...

First programme: THE CONTENDER

Sergio Mora~The Latin Snake~THE Contender

He's one lean, mean punching machine. Ok, so he's more scrawny than he is buffed but damn, he sure threw good, strong punches. Yes, he ducked and run a lot but that's what you call tactics.

Peter Manfredo Jr. meanwhile, despite being more focused, is just not consistent. Lower stamina, I guess.

For someone who's too poor to buy his own car, he actually walked away with not one but TWO new Toyota trucks and a cool sum of $1 million.

Boy, he sure deserved it.

Next programme: UEFA Champions League Final

Congratulations to all LIVERPOOL fans!

Yes, I am not a Liverpool fan but I know better than to root for Arsenal in the Champions League (they're hopeless, lah). Since their big win at the start of the tournament, I can see their 'potential'. Besides they worked so hard. Sure put their critics to shame. Boring tactics, lah. Inconsistent, lah... In your face, man!

I was quick to take back my mean comments bout' Jerzey Dudek. He was such a hero. However, my adulation for captain Steven Gerrard skyrocketed, esp. after the endless praises from manager Rafael Banitez. Him and John Terry, my epitome of great leaders. *swoon*

However, amidst all the celebration, joyous laughter and red confetti, I was searching the background for other faces... Forlorn ones.


One of whom is Andriy Shevchenko...

I saw the faces of other AC Milan players, as they accepted their (runner-up) medals, looking yearningly at the coveted cup. So near yet so far. So within reach, yet it's not theirs to keep. How that must have hurt. So passionate, they are about the game, that to them the heartbreak should be far worse than a failed relationship.

Shevchenko did not even look at the cup. How it must have felt for him. Devastated. Him lying on the field like that. I can swear he cried. And Kaka. He worked so, so hard. His name was mentioned over and over, with every game that he played in. They playmaker yadaa..yadaa...

As if he doen't look innocent enuff...

Oh, you poor boy, you.

Decor Peeks.

Decor Peeks.

Some of the pics are up ~ those depicting only the architectural aspect of the trip. I focused on the decor of First World Hotel Lobby.

Why?

Cos' it's the newest, the largest and most interesting. And I stayed there.

I dunno what came over me. I took one pic, like it and I can't stop. I wandered all over, trying to get the good angles, lighting and mood. Even forgot bout' my frens. Siao cha bor.

Aiyoh, it' s just like back to the good ol' school days. Till' now, I still have tons of pictures of buildings, buildings and more buildings. Heck, I even have an album full of pictures taken in public toilets (for a project back in 2nd year).

What about the one where my pals & I secretly climbed up to the roof of a certain condo somewhere and I still have another album full of water tanks, pumps, airwells and lift motor rooms? Or how about those of the various condos in town? From those in Ardmore Park, Balmoral Road, Grange Road...yadaa..yadaa...

After a 3-yr hiatus, I'm back to this nonsense. Thank goodness for digital cameras or I would have wasted good film and money; printing pictures of buildings, building interiors and other what-nots. *grumble grumble*

The looong reception at First World Hotel.

Go >>HERE<<

Nothing impressive, lah. Just a spur-of-the-moment thingy.

Holiday Mood-still....

Holiday mood....still

Aiyoh, after all that cool climate, hotel posh and lush greenery, this concrete jungle that I'm back in feels soooo.... Duh.

I'm still in ho-lee-dae mood. I still wanna play. I want my Starbucks/Coffee Bean. I have yet to get that Baskin Robbins.... I still wanna venture the outer surroundings. I want the back the cool temperature. The fresh air. I still have another set of return tix for the Genting Skyway!

And I dun care if the place is teeming with tourists! I wanna go baaaack!

Gimme another day with my pals. Pleeeease.....!

Gosh, I missed Genting Highlands... *bored*

Another Long Weekend!!!

Another Long Weekend!

She'll be coming round the mountain
Here she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain
Here she comes...!
Yee Hah!

5-day work weeks are fun! Meaning, we can fully utilise the extra public holiday this coming Monday!!! Hoopa-loo-la!

A plan that starts with 5 interested parties shrunk to a mere 3. Still, it's better than nothing. I've set my mind on this budget trip and I'm not gonna back out.

So Shyba, I know you've taken a good look at this thingy...


G-Max Reverse Bungy @ Clarke Quay

And Sri, you've taken a ride with me in that but I guess you better get yourself prepared for this...!!!


The Corkscrew :: The Flying Coaster :: The Turbo Shot

*Rubs hands in glee, Grinning from ear-to-ear*

I can't wait, I can't wait... GENTING HIGHLANDS, here we comeeee...!

I'm an adrenaline junkie, so pardon me. Been awhile since I went thru' this therapy...

Gonna try that new one, The Flying Coaster. I read that the effect will be like being on a hand glider. I dunno how being on a hand glider feels like so I'm gonna feel it for myself. The Corkscrew & Turbo Shot were real thrillers, man! I remember, my mum got a fever after a ride on the Turbo Shot a few years back. Menacing!

*Hums to myself* Tralala....

So, unless I got so bored and ventured into a cybercafe there, I guess there'll be no entry till perhaps...Monday. Well, it's not like I update regularly, anyway.

Aaaargh, I'm bored!!!!

Aaaargh, I'm bored!!!!

I feel so hypocritical sometimes. I got not much work to do..Wait..It's NO work to do. NOTHING. NEIN. NULL. VOID. I'm super-freaking bored.

So what did I do? FYI, my bosses M.I.A today.

I blog-hopped like crazy. Read emails. Download lyrics. Check out new books/albums. Do stoopid quizzez. All plain, boring stuff. That's until I stumbled into Getty Images and saw THESE:



YES, these gorgeous green eyes belong to the SAME person. Aiyoh, I'm so smitten! With the eyes ONLY.

To know who the eyes belong to, go >>HERE<<

Bagus!

Bagus!

You tried the Bagus La Mian Yong Tau Foo @ 276 Changi Rd, already? Nice, leh!

Why?

Cos' they have many ways to prepare this delicacy; not the usual, "Aunty, Bee Hoon, Soup," or "Aunty, Bee Hoon, Dry."

Here you can try the regular SOUP, HAKKA, HOT & SPICY, BAGUS Special, TOM YAM & (the famous) AMPANG. They not only have the regular fare of bee hoon, rice or mee. You should try the handmade noodles.

I have a penchant for varieties and this concept fits me VERY well.

my mum :: my dad :: done the 'Hakka' way

Oh, I like the decor, too. Very contemporary Oriental style. A fusion of modern concept with traditional taste. I like!

What's your Japanese Name?

Your Japanese Name Is...

Kaede Jimyoin

What's your Japanese Name?

ollie the father/brother

Ollie the father/brother

I think that it's very, very bad of my bosses to leave me behind like this.

Cos' when I'm alone (FYI, my collegue is on MC), I'm bored. When I'm bored, I begin to stuff my face. Yes, I binge. BIG TIME. It sure doesn't help, the fact that both my collegue & I stocked-up the pantry recently. WITH JUNK FOOD. Sigh...

My bosses have scooted off early (as at 4pm) to visit their 'grandchildren'. Apparently their son, Ollie, despite being only 1yr ++ old had managed to mate with his mum & she conceived.

Now, now, before you get disgusted with regards to this incestuous act, let me inform you that Ollie is a puppy. A mini white schnauzer puppy, to be exact. It SHOULD be ok, for puppies to mate with their mums, rite?? I heard that it's only a no-no to do it amongst siblings.


Ollie, the father.

Erk.... I think I'm feeling queasy. Going thru' this fact in words seem too real to me. It does sound like some major blasphemous incest. Dogs or not. I remember asking my bosses, "So are the babies Ollie's kids or siblings...?"

They were dumbstuck at that moment. However, soon after that, they declared that the babies shall be their 'grandchildren'. 3 'grandsons' & 1 'granddaughter'. Hee hee...

I'm more level-headed now cos' the process of solving my problem has headed off from a good start. Hope things will turn out as I expected, if not better. Insya-Allah.

cockroach...

Erkkk..?!

Came back from my morning jog, sat down outside and took off my shoes. As I peeled off my socks, I saw that something wasn't quite right with the sock on my left feet. Something was there. Something brown. Squashed.

Apparently, despite having stuffed my running shoes with my socks before keeping it in the shoe rack, a COCKROACH managed to creep in and reside there, unaware of it's impending fate.

Gee, all the while I was jogging with a full-sized cockroach squashed at the corner of my feet. Bless me, that it wasn't some GECKO or I will never EVER wear running shoes EVER again.

Sorry if I spoiled your meal while reading this but I seriously wanna blog this cos' it's not often I have cockroaches in my shoes and I thought I can laugh my a** of the next time I go thru' my archive and stumble upon this entry.

FYI, my problem still isn't settled. By the end of this week, if there's still no response, I shall take matters into my own hands. Feel better now. No point worrying. Shit happens, aite? Just a matter of when & where.

Erm...help????

I tell myself, over and over-Things Happen For A Reason

The same mantra that I tell others; I try so hard to infuse into my own mindset. The turmoil that I'm in, I take it as a lesson to be learnt. Maybe it's a retribution of sorts. Maybe it's a challenge implemented on me. Maybe.....

Uuurgh, I dunno. God is fair. In spite of my troubled thoughts, I manage to sleep and dream a beautiful dream. I was happy for that moment. Although the dream I had next left me confused cos' it seem so real and I wonder if it's something for me to follow, like it's a guide of sorts.

Is that dream meant as a guide? Am I to follow what happened? FYI, I prayed hard before sleeping, asking that my mind and soul be appeased. I even washed my feet.

If I dun learn a lesson after this is over, I dunno what I'll do with myself....

deep shit.

Deep sh**

I'm in such deep, deep shit.

Such deep shit that I decide to carry a secret known only to my close fren, her mum & myself. I can hold secrets but they are hardly my own. I dunno how I'll cope.

Now you'll see the next best actress at work...

Fark it.

millions, anyone?

Million$, anyone?

I realised that I have a good reason to blog about movies that I've watched. My poor memory has this bad habit of remembering only random things (mostly insignificant) and I have lost track of what movies I've watched and how long ago that was.

The last one (my fren told me) was Constantine and that was pretty long ago. After that, none interest me. They're just too... erm, mainstream??? I dunno, I was interested in those screened during the film festival and everyone knows how expensive those screenings were and we have to keep tab on when & where a particular film was screened (mostly obsecure theatres). Sheesh!

Yesterday, my fren & I were desperate to watch a movie. Any movie-we decided, so we contemplated between either Amityvile Horror, The Interpreter or The Jacket. Too hyped-up, too boring & lousy reviews. Sigh...

Then my fren mentioned 'Millions'. Huh? What movie is that? She said something bout' 2 British kids having found some $$$. *Bingo!*

I heard bout' that movie and it received rave reviews. Coincidentally, there is an exclusive showcase of sorts at PS cos' that's the only screening time that day. By 12pm, when I booked the tickets online, only the front 2 rows are left. And the show's at 4pm! Phew!

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Anthony & Damian

Millions. Really cute movie. Unexpectedly directed by Danny Boyle- someone known for his less family-friendly fares like Shallow Grave, Trainspotting, and 28 Days Later.

The storyline is simple. Kid found some robbed cash which literally fell from the sky. It doesn't help that kid is a firm believer in Saints and stuff and he thought the cash to be a gift from God. Kid told brother(who is very, very good in mental calculations), and they spend the cash.

The twist: It's year end and in a matter of days, the Pounds they found are going to be worthless. Either they spend it all or they convert it to Euros. And of course, the robber's gonna come hunting for his lost booty.

And the end of the movie, my fren remarked, "The elder brother looked like a young Prince William."
I replied, "Yep. With lotsa' freckles. And the young one looked like MacCaulay Culkin." Pause. "With lotsa' freckles."

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There is this movie that I really wanna watch.
Initial D
I would love to put the link in but either the site is screwed up or I am. I spent the afternoon looking for the trailer and I all I got were broken links, dormant sites or chinese sites which are just too difficult to translate.

Not to mention the sites highlighting the Japanese anime version of Initial D. Sheesh!

But the teaser I saw before Millions yesterday already prompt me to make a pact with my bro to watch it together. I know the movie is in Chinese but the motoring action is too good to ignore and I LOVE cars. Especially fast ones. They've good a good star line-up too, including Jay Chou. *swoon*.


The cast of Initial D during the Shanghai F1 Grand Prix.

Yeah, I like Jay Chou. So?

Can help..?

Can help..?

This is an email sent by my Ol' Poly classmate Wengyi, back in the DAT days. He used to be sooo funny with a 'heck-care' attitude to boot. I was really taken aback by how much he's changed when I went into his blog.

Those who think they can help, please DO come forward. Nothing's more meaningful than saving a precious life. Though it is of not much significance to us, DO think of the impact it has upon others.

Thank you.

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The email I received:

"....Hi all, long time no see.

You may be wondering why i'm sending mail to you all of a sudden. Pls do remember that this is not a chainmail.

My girlfriend is currently dying from leaukemia. She needs to find a donor immediately before she reaches the final stage. Her condition is deteriorating everyday. Being visiting the hospital everyday... Her blood type is B+.

I know that i've never being a good friend, or a good platoonmate. And you are not obliged to help me this time. But i beg you, to give her a chance. She may die if the operation fails or if her body rejects the bone marrow transplant. But at least she has the chance.

She had previously found 2 donors who backed out last minute. Now she's given up hope. I do not have a huge social circle as i used to in the past, but i wish that we can find a glimmer of hope from among the many of you here.

If you think you can help us by going for the bone marrow compatability test, pls drop me a comment in my blog:

http://trinetra.blogspot.com/

I hope that all is not too late.

Weng Yi

mum's dae & hi-tea

Mummy's dae

It's amazing, how much women nowdays prefer the novel way of listening to a syarahan. Fancy going to a swanky place (country clubs, hotels..) to listen to some syarahan, despite the fact that it carries a hefty price-tag (did I hear the cash registers going ka-ching????).

What about those days when ppl just need to stay back after the communal prayers and listen to the syarahan in the mosque - for FREE?

Is it because of the glitz factor - which doesn't not seem to apply to only the location but the invited guests as well? Even ustazs & ustazahs have been brought to the level of stardom. Gaining more popularity than others and having followers wherever they go.

So what's the deal here?

For me, I went to such occasions to accompany my mum. Plus the chance to get into a swanky place and savour the swanky food and get swanky service. The syarahans (& the popular guests) are just a bonus.

So what if I wasn't being less discreet in admitting that?At least I'm not a hypocrite.

Just what 'syarahan' lasts less that 15mins, sandwiched in between fashion shows, sponsor speeches, lucky draws and other what-nots? If you ask me, I think it's just some propaganda on the sponsors' part.

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Anyway, went to another hi-tea at Orchid Country Club just now. Was held in conjunction with Mother's Day, I think.


There's quran recital, lucky draws, syarahan,some sponsor speech, lotsa' sponsors thanking, poem recital, short sketch and...

... even a bridal fashion show.

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Ma, I know I have been such a sucky daughter (esp. after what happened this morning). But I want you to know that I really, really cherish you. I acknowledge the sacrifices you've made. I adore you for who you are, what you're doing and where you've been.

I may not be like other ppl's goody, goody daughter. It may take me longer that you wanted, to eventually listen to you. But I'm still the medal you pinned to your uniform and therefore I shall try my very best to make you proud.

Cos' I love you.

Tangisanmu Kedukaanku,

Senyumanmu Kebahagiaanku,

Belaianmu Kerinduanku,

Bawah Telapak Kakimu - Syurgaku.

Translated:

Your tears are my sorrow,

Your smile is my joy,

Your embrace is what I miss

Underneath your feet - lies my heaven.

~Happy Mother's Day, Ma~

Bik Su, My MA & Bik As

... And to you too, BiK Su & Bik As.

missing something???

Missing something???

Just what is this that I'm feeling? Why do I feel like something is missing? Like I've left a part of me somewhere, somehow. Whenever I look around, I feel that something is amiss.

I seriously think that I missed the kampung life. The surroundings. The large house, the big compound, the air kolah, the kids and the dark, dark & quiet night. Now I feel that S’pore is too over-developed, too polluted, too modern, too.. Clean.

Then I think again, how is it that I can miss a place to this extent? Maybe this is also fuelled by the fact that I have not slept much since Fri nite. Felt so tired…listless…broody and very slackened. My boss comes back tomorrow and my assignments ain't much done yet.

What?! Missing someone?? Who?? Price Charming?!

Come on lah. Like I said, he's forgotten after a couple of days upon my return to S'pore. He's just a piece of the game I had with my other cousins. I tried looking back at his pics...Nothing. No excitement, no gushing/swooning/squealing...
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I think I'd better sleep now. I need to finish that assignment tomorrow. Sigh....

Selangor ~ Apr/May

Balik Kampung
29042005-02042005

Nothing beats going back to the kampung with ur chummy cousins. It all read: Fun, fun, fun!
Add into it some soap drama and you have a sure-fire blast!

The only thing lacking: SLEEP

First & foremost, unless you get the carriage with the bunk beds, dun bother taking the 7hr-long train ride to KL. The seats are so not meant for sleeping. What about the fact that they played ROCK MUSIC? Rock music is fine but at 1 AM????! After that, oh goodness gracious me! They actually played Harry Potter & The Chamber of Secrets. At 2 freaking AM. Oh, did I also tell ya that they didn't off the lights???

Rest at Aunt Mis's place. Shop around KL awhile. Had this sweet fella, a 2nd cousin of mine, who volunteered his services to bring us around. Him and his RM2100 Motorola fone. I do fancy him (go further down to know why..) but I sure love the fone, though. Tix sold out for the Skybridge tour at KLCC. *pissed*

Took a bus to Ijok, Selangor where the kampung is. Bad timing. It's the time where EVERYONE in KL seem to rush back home. A supposed 1 1/2 hr bus trip morphed into some dreary 3 hrs. It was very, very dark when we reached there.

Did I manage to sleep well that nite??? Nayyyy... I suffered at the hands of one of my cousin who slept like a wrestler in the ring and snored like a motorboat. Worst, she's VERY mobile in her sleep. I moved my sleeping location 3x with the hope of finding some peace but ended up being kicked in the head and having to sit up and watching others sleeping, praying hard they won't turn into a face-up position, when their snoring volume will escalate several notches.

Tot' we'll be witnessing the nikah(solemnisation) ceremony. Turns out it's held at the marriage registrar office. Not many can go in. So we walked around the kampung and got so bored we end up snapping pics of sleeping ppl and recording their snores. Amazing decibel count, that all I can say.

As the day inch closer to the evening, some drama unfolded and we saw a smitten guy, Mamat openly pursuing for the affection of my cousin Huda. Freaky, I tell you. I'm not going into details as to how the drama unfolded.

We experienced some culture clash during the kenduri (communal prayer recital cum feast). Over here in S'pore, both the male and female got involved and naturally we dressed up cos' everyone is present and it's only right that we dress well. Somehow there, only the male villagers were involved. The ladies of the house, after preparing the dishes, simply lepak and watch TV and talk amongst themselves. In other words, you can just wear your PJs and no one gives a damn. Problem was, we the S'poreans ACTUALLY dressed up and they were surprised. It eventually beacme a joke amongst them that we gals dressed up to impress some prospective mother-in-law with sons who are eligible bachelors. Ha ha. Very funny.

We all had a good slow talk deep into the night where we eventually see Huda responding positively to Mamat's open affection.Keeping them company was a breeze. It's easy to stay awake when you are surrounded by sleepers rolling all over the floor, snoring like there's no tomorrow.

Sometime around 1AM, when we decided to leave the couple alone by themselves, my 2 cousins & I went on "The Great Orb Mission", where we go around clicking the cam into the darkness, hoping to discover some mysterious orbs lingering around. Some entities from a parallel world, perhaps? I remember leaving my cousins behind and made my way towards the kampung road, which is enshrouded in total darkness. I faced the straight road and gleefully snapped a pic. I looked into the screen-nothing. I looked up and saw a beautiful array of twinkling stars so I called my cousins over. One of them candidly took a pic of the stars (which I think is a dumb idea cos' they're just too far away) and we got what we're looking for. Orbs. Quite a number, actually.

Mamat(the loverboy) dared us to snap a pic of the darkness beside us and see what we can find. I detect a hint of something snide in his words. I remember him telling us that there's 'something' there. I simply stuck my tongue out at him, took my cam and walked away. I ain't gonna let anyone put me in deep s***. It's one thing to do stupid things in ignorance but to insist on doing something despite the hazard is simply looking for trouble.

Here are the pics I took. (I dunno if the orbs can be seen. If you are really curious, I'll be more than happy to email the pics) :

Tried to snap the stars but got some orbs instead.


What I thought was NOTHING eventually showed a mysterious entity in the middle and 2 orbs with faces in the bushes (all circled). One of a fat man with a moustach and another of a skinny man with long hair & wearing a farmer's hat.

Anyway, that night (or morning) we slept at almost 5am and woke up at 630am. Before that, we walked around the house when everyone was asleep and laughed at how both the adults & kids slept. Spread-eagle, frog-style and even a lost 'dolphin' who slept face-down with the leg propped high against the wall, the feet angled like flippers.

That morning, we groggily packed our stuff cos' we need to leave early, seeing that we need to be at Puduraya, KL at noon. We were mostly happy but the villagers seem pretty sombre. No one like to see their guests go and they would much prefer us to stay there longer.

Oh, ya. I need to come clean about something. No trips with a bunch of gals is complete without some 'obsession' with someone of the opposite gender. Someone that most of us will take a similar liking to and created some playful rivalry amongst ourselves; telling one another that 'The Best Gal Wins'. It's really fun when all of us turned in his direction whenever he appeared, swooned whenever he spoke and gushed at how smart/charming he looked in Baju Kurung. We were so desperate to get a pic of him in baju kurung that we took a pic of him; asleep - in the Baju Kurung, no less. We dun care if he realized our 'affection' for him. All we know is we amused ourselves doing that. Naturally, that fella will be forgotten a couple of days after our return to S'pore. Crazy, huh?

Anyway, some 4 cars were needed to transport us to the bus stop where we'll take the bus to KL. We already planned to take the car driven by our Prince Charming but backed out in the last minute cos' after his mum and bro got in, there's simply no space for us. Darn.

We snapped group pics at the bus stop and desperate as we were to snap his pics, I took a panoramic video, starting position at where he's standing and end at him. All my cousins squeal at my ingenuity. Heh. We were so crazy. Turned out, we needn't have bothered so. He is such a great sport that he naturally posed whenever we had our cam pointed in his direction. In the end, we had quite a no. of his pics.

Anyway some 'drama' unfolded, where Mr Loverboy succumbed to his petty self and got off the bus after some very innocent question. He left us speechless but all went well, when the car driven by our Prince Charming tailed our bus and when we waved at him, he gave a megawatt smile and flashed the 'peace' sign with his hands on the wheel. Oh, how we squealed! Goodness, we ARE crazy...

More drama unfolded when Mr Loverboy, Prince Charming & mum actually sent us off at Pudu. Huda was smiling and blushing by then and we had a whale of a time getting close to Prince Charming. (Yes, we got really daring cos we're going back already, anyway). Their mum was such an emotional lady & we teased her by singing sad, goodbye-themed songs when boarding the bus. So bad, I know but she looked so cute, holding back her tears. When we thought that the bus was already setting off, Prince Charming actually got on the bus to take so last pics of us on his RM 2100 fone. I grabbed my cam and took a pic of him at the same time. Little that I know he will pose - again. Swoooon!

The bus journey was great. We were so dead-beat that everyone was fast asleep even before the bus left KL. We missed the expected jam too! What a breeze of a journey!

Phew! I had a great long weekend. Did you..?

Go >>HERE<< for the peeks