In short, I was out with Gina and then we took these pics. It is amazing to look back at wat we have been through. Like wat I had said a year ago.. Gina and I met when we had no breast. Then it grew from AA, to A, to B and C. Very soon we’ll be breast feeding.. and our frenship will go all the way till our breasts sag and our daughters start breast feeding. Haha. Anyway, back to the car. We were out, just the two of us. Went to causeway point since she wasn’t feeling too well, and then on our way there we blast the music.. Like some Ah lian in a integra trying to show off. It feels so amazing, like we had stepped into another stage of our lives(not the blast music part la). It just feels so different from the days gina and I walk to school together and then subsequently taking bus and train for window shopping in town, to taking a cab back home together full of shopping bags. It’s amazing to see how much we’d changed over the years… and it all went by in a couple blink of eye. In a few more years.. we’re gonna get married.. and I am pretty sure I am gonna cry like her mum to see her in her wedding gown. I’m glad to have her.. Even though we bicker 1/5 of the time.

I hadn’t been blogging for a long long time… Simply because there’s too much unhappy stuff to talk bout and I dun wan to look at at my blog to see it filled with ramblings. So now, I’m back with the slightly happier stuff.

I went picnic on national day at jurong hill top with this group of frens.. Knew them all from humbert.. He was already quite high when we took this pic.  I brought along my bedsheet so all of us can sit around comfortably. Played indian poker and the usual 5-10. Oh ya.. the specs I’m wearing was humbert’s.

And then the following day I met Mingchong for drinks at chinese garden… lotsa things happened over there which I dun wan to elablrate much and I had to ask humbert and shanhow down to help. My feet got lotsa blisters and scatches from that night and I am still bleeding after 3 days. Boohoohoo. So I stayed over at bert’s place that night and I hogged his bed while he slept in his brother’s room. Shanhow came over in the noon after his school and we all took photos. Check it out.. shanhow and I happily lying on bert’s backside. It’s so comfortable that SH fell asleep. Haha!

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Let me haolian abit. I trashed *oo* at our race to 7!!! 7-3. Next better player please! =P

Was looking through my photos in the com till I saw these… The photos of my room before ‘war’ sets in. It used to look so nice… Oh well.. peeps who’d been to my place will tell you the current state is a far cry from wat you see here. Clothes, bags, shoes, undergarment, books and magazines lying around the floor and occupying 2/3 of my bed. It wasn’t so messy when I had a bf since I had to make room for two on bed and make sure each spot is clean and fresh to impress. Ok. I know these are just excuses for not cleaning up. Maybe I should start now, on a saturday night.. and hopefully as wat the fengshui says clutter free = smooth sailing life.

I had nightmare a few days ago.

I got married in my dream. Shotgun. The father of my child is actually someone I know in real life, and he’s a sweet, sensitive guy. In my dreams I’d already given birth to a boy. I live in this private apartment together with his family. His mum’s a pain in the neck, and she didn’t like me. I’m dressed in a t-shirt, and I look like a typical housewife. The dream fast forward to my child’s first month party, and my mother-in-law was showing off her grandson to the relatives, and forbidding me to go near him. My aunt and all came too, and she said this to me, ”Not bad huh, you look good!” I felt hurt and asked myself if it is going to be like this for the rest of my life?

Wat’s worse? My husband did not treat me well. He’s cold and aloof, and we slept in different rooms. I woke up feeling weary. Have I idealize marriage?

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K*** was feeling upset recently. So he was saying even though the gal he loves left him in the end, he’s still happy that she walked with him throughout the months and took hardships with him. Which guy will actually appreciate the gal for her efforts? He may have nothing to give at the moment… at least he treasured her when they were together.

I dunno wat else we toked bout, but it led to me telling K*** bout this conversation bout cars being a bonus in attracting women, and it’s hard to find a gal who’ll take the train and bus with you without complaining. I told him I walked from woodlands to near yishun, wat’s the big deal bout buses and trains? I gave up when there’s a blister along the way. He said if I really can take hardships with a guy, wat is a blister? Dumbfolded for the moment. But wait, it doesn’t make sense right? Walking till my legs break = true love? In the first place, her first step with you already meant a lot.

*beep-beep-ring-a-ring*, message from dunno who was it coz I just lost my phone.

Me: who’s this? I just lost my phone.

Pig brain: never mind if you forget me.

Me: *irritated*  I just told you I lost my phone right? You expect me to remember everybody’s number?

I got this scenario a couple of times.. and I’m AMAZED by the way their brain functions. Wat has losing the numbers got to do with forgetting the person?

Alright, I helped Min lun dye his hair today.

It’s free of charge, so he better not complain. And oh ya, dun have to doubt my expertise coz I dyed my grandma’s hair, gina’s and 2 ex bf’s hair. =)

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Milo got a new toy.

It’s a cute lil bumble bee and she bite on to it for almost an hour.. coz she’s afraid I’d snatch it away. Haha.

Lazy to blog.. so I am just gonna put up pretty pics taken on wed… Went mos with fransca, and we agreed to wear cap and shorts together for the sisterly kinda fun. Too bad gina and summer’s not around.  

And we met min lun there. Handsome and the pretty. Haha.

Bruises on my thigh. I got attacked by a man.

It happened around 1a.m, this morning. I was at a chalet the day before, saturday. It was joseph’s birthday. He fetched me from bugis at 430 in the noon after my work, and then we went to check in with his frens. I helped around with the food, and then tried starting the fire for the very first time. It went pretty smoothly, with the help of the whole box of fire starters. I am kiasu so I put everything to create the big fire that I desired. Crowd came in around 7, and then I was one of the cook. Bathed and then played fifa world cup on xbox. I scored a goal! The crowd started going home around 12, and by that time I was already drinking. Played this drinking game… red cards 1-5 you can ask anybody to drink. black ones you drink yourself. The numbers 1-5 determines the number of sips you take. Then 6 is a thumbs up card. Anybody who got it will keep it, and then he/she can use it anytime during the play. Just throw the card and then stick your hand out. The last person will have to drink. 7 is a toilet card you get to keep. If you dun have the card you will have to control your bladder until the game finishes, or you pee on the spot. Haha. 8 is a rule card. For example you can tell everyone to touch their armpit and then sniff it everytime they wan to talk. 9 is a rhyme card. Start by saying something like impression, and then the next person say correction, connection blarblar… 10 is the sequence card. Like naming the different types of bra brands, triumph, calvin klein blarblar.. the person who’s got nothing to say drinks. J, Q, K nothing. We played this for a while until we got sick and rest, while waiting for the bday boy to get back and play with us.

That was when the terror start. We were sitting in a circle. Just six of us. 3 gals and 3 guys. He was sitting beside me. Alright. I dun wanna lie anymore. Actually I was playing some SM game. Orgy is fun, and you dun get to do that very often. Haha! Nah, just kidding. Joseph suggested playing this violent hitting game. And he is the one who got my thigh bruised. For the first time in my life, I got hit by a man. =(  It goes like you shout someone’s name, and then the person gets to hit either fren on his sides. The poor one kena hit cannot say ouch, and then the person next to it will have to say ouch. Yeah lame right. But we had fun playing it despite getting bruised all over. None of us went back with soft smooth thigh.

I hope mum doesn’t see my thigh. Coz it seriously looked like I had been a bad bbaaadddd gal last night.

I am so tired that I can’t even type properly now.  Was working on wednesday at expo, some velvet puffin thing, and then clubbing till 5 in the morning, waking up at 8 for work today at expo again, scary movie 4 till 1130, and tomorrow I have to wake up early for another event. Still, I wan to blog this down.

I was on msn with a fren, and this is some analogy he came out with that set me thinking.

‘A girl is hanging on to the edge of a cliff. Her frens are all down at the cliff tellin her to let go of her hands and that she wont break her legs. She keep refusing to. She is too afraid even though she really wan to join them on the ground.

And she is just one ruler away from them.’

It’s Summer’s, Fransca’s and my typical night out at momo again on a saturday.

And I am going to blog bout a disgusting guy the three of us met at the dancefloor. It’s been a while since I complain bout such people in my blog.

So let’s name the disgusting guy D. It started like D’s fren asked me whether we can dance with them. I’m like ‘huh, shouldn’t you like introduce yourself first?’ Anyway, I wasn’t the least interested, so I replied politely with a no. And then not long after, D started attacking Summer by standing really close to her to talk.. and when she started to get really irritated by that guy, he attacked Fransca, by sticking his head to her’s and spitting saliva while talking to them. And then after Fransca started getting pissed off, he attacked me.

He: *tapping on my shoulder and sticking his head in my face*  ‘Hey can I know you?’

Me: *Taking a step back and sweep his sticky hand away*  ‘No.’

He: *still sticking his oily head*  ‘Huh, why? I already know your two frens.’

Me: *irritated* ‘WHY MUST I?’

That was when he slightly got my hint and when back to Summer and all to dance. Lucky I din tell him my name, coz he, thinking it’s funny, named Summer Salmon, and Fransca French Fries. -.-|| Haha. Very funny. He must have thought that we liked his joke alot and continued to type a message in his hp and showed Summer. It goes like, ‘I know why your name is Summer already. Coz your fren is Winter right? Haha!”

I bursted out laughing at his silliness. And for the rest of the night he continued yacking and we trying to ignore him. This is how it looked like when he talked to us.

Home at 5 after supper.

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Is it possible when you say you’re in love, you still go out with the opposite sex and it is not for work or survival reasons?