less than 24 hours to a torturing 8 hr flight.
towards annoying air stewardess who gives you a look each time u ask for a drink, back to back movie watching, screaming babies in the front seat, snoring passengers who makes it impossible to sleep, towards the sweltering summer, towards more housework, towards school, towards regular sleeping hours (i hope), towards limited broadband. sianz.
is it really nature of humans to take things for granted?
vday singles-only bbq
abit over-dued, but still, better late than never..
we had a bbq after laser on vday, a game which ended quite late.. at 11plus. so by the time we reached yishun dam, it was 12 and by the time we had the fire going, it was about 1. so technically, you can’t call it a vday bbq since its already 15th, but its still weird eating ur 14th dinner on 15th morning.
yishun dam, if you haven’t been there yet, is obviously a dam. the cool part is that, it actually separates the sea and the reservoir. so one, its really cool to have water in front and behind you. two, you can see msia from there. three, its really really windy. four, you have an unobstructed view of the night sky. five, there’s this really mad ice cream man that comes to that place at ard 12 at night. heh.
damn lormantic lah, that place.
too bad i was surrounded by crazy singles.
yiwen, sadden by the chartarh erm cheese hotdog.
leggy sharon with oily fingers from massaging the pandan chicken.
boss, cook of the night, who insisted on having crayfish, which resulted in us doing mad market hops from bishan to amk just to buy them. and ofcourse, to end up with a smelly car. orh bee.
cute cute wanzhen. so cute i want to buy her home. heh.
kenneth, bartender who swore to intoxicate everyone that night with his 50/50 mixture.
haogen, a fellow njcian who claims to have the prettiest nostrils in the singapore, some say batam.
me, queen of the night. sit and wait to be served. wahahah. got chair somemore.
crayfish that was partly responsible for that awful smell in the kangoo. together with kway chap (chicken juice) from the raw chicken, it was a potent mixture that almost killed all of us behind that night.
food food! glorious food! asparagus wrapped in bacon strips. woohoo~ and spareribs in blackpepper sauce, honey blahdeedah.
we lube haogen. (act cute I)
we lube kenneth. (act cute II)
except the boss. (no act, abit put off by the smell of our cook)
bumped into darul, aka bikerboy with his other 2 friends who joined us for a few drinking games. one of them was kept losing and got a bit high hahaha..
hope everyone had a fantastic vday~
10-hour ubin escapade
oh yea. pooped and nursing a very sore and dirty butt after a day of skirmish and loads of cycling, am down with flu today. gobbled down a pill just now, just waiting for it to work its magic so that i can toppled down to more sleep, which i am sorely deprived of these few days. insomnia is the worst thing to have, i swear. ok, its much worse coupled with flu.
peektures peektures.
drawing arms.
bumboat ride to p.ubin, with our units tucked in our bags.
selecting our mode of transport.
just before our very very long game. got freaked out by a huge green spider, kena cobwebs in the face, sucked soul-lessed by mozzies.
more cycling.
BOAT BOAT.
on the pontoon! in the quarry. i is not very enthusiastic about capsizing.
silly laser peeps.
brown and sore. yesh, mine.
hunger pangs. back to jetty for dinner.
cycled in the dark towards fireflies! frierfries. frierfries frierfries. oh yeay. i even caught 1. got lost in the dark on the way back, nice uncle waited for us to send us back homeee..
i is tired and sad from fall. chimei still very energetic.
sharon is sad. yiwen, caught in the split second when she wasn’t yawning.
bumboat back HOMEE.
ended with all of us squashed in a kangoo, machiam prostitute den kena raid, and supper at prata place. and finally home sweet home after a nice scrubdown at 2am.
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the small red pill is not working. i’m supposed to feel drowsy. HALO!! stupid pill. where’s the drowsiness part that u promised?!? ok la, at least nose isn’t running any more. its half effective.
*grumbles.
harpie harpie
星期天
rode on a motorbike for the first time today~ and the weather was kind enough to even drizzle abit. totally enjoyed the speed and the feeling of rain on me. makes me regret why i didn’t insist on learning bike before the car. less wheels are more exciting isn’t it? i should learn a unicycle one day.
星期一
brain was tickling for a bit of alcohol. josh called in for drink and off we went to holland v for an erlinger boost. went on to prata house and bumped into mahjong boy, adrian. had prata loaded with sugaaarrrr. woohoo. im on a rollercoaster ride towards more horizontal development.
星期二
while i was waiting for the never-ever gg to arrive 54 at the busstop. a grandpa and his grandson went past. the grandpop was carrying the kid’s tricycle in one hand and holding his grandson’s hand in the other behind him. the boy slowed down in front of me and naturally i smiled at him. his eyes lit up for a moment and he stuck his palm a few inches from my face, startling me for a bit. He then, attempted a wave with his fingers quite clumsily and smiled. Couldn’t help but laughed out loud. his grandpop turned and dragged him away. =/
met miao for movie in bishan. “blood diamond” was a really good show. i enjoyed it thoroughly. it had a gd script, gd acting. not to mention a so much better looking leonardo dicaprio, with a rugged goatee and dishreveled hair. oh so hot. hah.
took a long walk back home. A “turn left, turn right” incident happened but i would think that speed was the cause of the whole thing.
星期三
went out with momsy to get CNY stuff. on apprenticeship to aunty-hood. All the walking beside the dried foodstuff sent me into a sneezing fit. had to escape to the public toilet to catch some fresh air. thk gdness there wasnt anyone who was doing anything aweful in the cubicles.
with arms full with dried mushrooms and dunno wat, we went to the foodcourt below shengsiong to grab a bite. as if the cny atmosphere wasn’t overflowing enough, they had this draggy cny song in the air, and it was the ONLY song on air. the music was enough to send me into a loopy mood. ack. the stall outside selling cny cds should just donate one cd to the food court management.
dad bought durians. woot.
a friend is always around to cheer you up when you’re not up there. =)
星期四
er. that’s today. ok waiting for stuff to happen.
*waits.
