whee~! went on what most people would call a quizz spree. and it was kinda fun lah. i mean i know they are often just rubbish but its kinda entertaining to read the ans and qs they give. and at least this batch of quizes didnt have the "whats ur fav, colour" assholic question that appears ever so often in quizilla quizes. * thank GOODNESS*.

Yeah, i think i'm addicted to be the mint chocolate ( or choc mint? ) sweets my mummy bought... aiyah they're mint sweets with a sticky chocolate filling. or maybe...well...there just isnt any other type of sweets around in the house.

Mum wants me to start exercising and blah blah. so i can be "slim" (sexy/skinny/whateverlah) or it'd be a waste of my "pretty face". argh. bullshit. EVERY year they think of some vain thing for me to do. last year they kept fussing over my hair. bought clips and stuff. and kept asking me to "tie it nicely, not in that BORING ah-ma ponytail".

HELLO. like, i still go to school. there is no neat to make it nice and plaity. no need for fancy hairstyles. ah forget about "scorpion" and whatever u call that hairstyle. i dont WANT glittery pins. so i stuck with that one hairstyle throughout the whole of last year. i stuck with one hairstyle this year too. :P ok, if theres a special event i'd just COMB my hair before tying it. usually i just tie it and done.

then last last year was about my face. Cheryl ah, u better put (blahblahblah)on ah! i buy for u moisturizer/cleanser/toner/whateverlah u must use!!! otherwise u'll have pimples than not nice already. sheesh. so this year they wanna work on my body. -_-

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+CONTINUED from the pass entry which was a continuation of the very first entry on my three day stay +

Yeah, so anyway, Day Three:

Nothing much. woke up early, as usual. i politely declined an invitation to join the other three swimming. and spent the time lazing around on a beach chair under the splendid sun while they swam around. ah. lazy me. but that was nice all the same. just. sitting around. watching people. ( and later i watched a string of monkeys march smartly to food - that is. the terrace restaurant. - for THEIR share of the daily breakfast buffet spread. )

Then after the swim. and the lunch afterward at the not so nice food court. we headed back to singapore in the light drizzle. oh wait. BEFORE lunch, that is, IMMEDIATELY AFTER the swim ( for me the... well....*sit*. )we went to Butterfly PArk. Well, certainly not MY choice. but it WASNT as bad as i thought it would be. got to see nice little butterflies. my favourite being the Morpho butterfly group. this group, if u dont know yet consists of various butterflies with shiny, glimmery wings in various shades of blue and green. and the occassional purple.

And Mira hated the whole thing lah. she was like :c'mon lets go. barely after five minuted in each exhibition hall. NOT excitedly. she just wanted to rush through the various exhibitions and... ESCAPE!!!! And naman. naman was FASCINATED. he's the "science-ish" person lah. and to those who know timothy quek and ernest. yeah. hes something like that. but nicer lah.

Quote: " wow. AMMONITES." and at breakfast " you know where the pollen of the orchid plants is. u know usually u can spot pollen on flowers. but the pollen of the orchid is actually HIDDEN in the mouth of it. what happens is, u stick your finger in, and a chemical reaction will result in the orchid releasing and depositing a little pollen on it. And when it collects pollen, a similar reaction takes place in the mouth and the receiving orchid "sucks" the pollen in. female bees pollinate the plants but male bees collect them. blah blah.."

Note: he's... well,.... primary two.

uh huh.

then Alvin ( bro ) was rather bo chap lah. he was only interested in Nayan who was rather excited. but then again. that lil chap is excited in pretty much all the attractions of the island. and once in a while he'd stop to count the butterflies in the displays. or ask for the name of any curious looking bug ( and i really think he DOEs remember them. he's got a good memory for his age. he says TERRAPIN not tortoise or turtle when he sees one, though he pronouces an "L" somewhere after P. ) and he's occassionally stop to say "Papa! can u please take a photo of *the butterfly* <---or anything for that matter"

And that was it. our trip.

and i had an AWFUL headache when i got back home. so i napped. for awhile. then watched Tv.

+CONTINUED+

Day two:

Yeah, i realised the earlier entry sounded reallly awfully yucky but really. sentosa was fun. so ok. i shall make this one sound nice ok? happy?

Yeah....Day two...what did i do....lemme see...its actually kinda hard trying to remember what happened so 3 days ago.

Well. Uh. we woke up. VERY VERY early. actually, just 7.30 am but well, when its school holidays, anything earlier than 10am is EARLY. so there. we went for the buffet breakfast thingy. and it was just MARVELLOUS. ( see, trying to make it sound NICE :D ) and uh....there was lotsa...food. (?!) yes. lots and lots of food. uh....dim sum (eeewy i hate dim sum) western stuff. i.e croisants, buns and other pastries. and uh....nasi lemak. mee goreng. fruits. salads. ah. it was great lah. all the food looked nice and absolutely delectable. and trust me, it was. i ate more than i usually do. actually i ate more than i ever did in the past two or three years. ( considering my usual breakfast diet of one or two small biscuits or half a slice of bread )

Then we went to Palawan beach. it was kinda far off. Really, the Sentosa, or better known as the Beaufort is situated in a reaally bad place. the only "attractions" nearby is well, Tanjong beach, the golf club (what the hell can four kids do there, so it really doesnt count ), Spa Botanica ( which even if i were old enough, i probably wouldnt patronise ---think exorbitant prices ) and uh...a lake thingy. So anything other than these "attractions" is far away. so Palawan beach. was far away. man. i am speaking funny. We didnt wanna go back to Tanjong beach although it would have been very much nearer. just 132 steps down from the pool in Beaufort but we decided we'd rather walk the distance and have nice soft sand than save the trouble and settle for yucky coarse sand and kelp.

Well, we didnt regret our decision. at least I didn't. i don't know about the others but they seemed to have a great time too... Ncie sand. nice sun. and i dunno why. but the sea was nicer. :D and so with the much softer sand we decided to BUILD something. An activity that could not be accomplished without badly scratching yourself at its cousin beach. So Naman started piling handfuls and handfuls of sand together and well, ended up with a mountain thing. then he found an orangish leaf in the water. said it was a maple. ( i was like, MAPLE IN SINGAPORE. THE BEACH SOMEMORE o.O) and stuck it onto the "mountain thingy" oh and the leaf shape was all wrong. not even vaguely mapleish. And proudly proclaimed the mountain thingy FORTRESS MAPLE. haha. kinda nice name. then we added smallish turret thingies. and stuck twigs in each of them. it looked weird. but nevermind. the building process was fun.

Then i decided, well, almost every castle is protected by a MOAT right? so yeah, we started digging and digging and piling and digging and then "bucketing" the water and filling the moat. and it was really really nice. and guess what. when the tide came and the bigger waves started crashing onto the beach. the wall (actually not wall, but the barrier of the moat, u know, the bank thingy ) didnt collapse. ooh yippee. and we started "expanding" the moat thingy until it became, really, a smallish pool. and we decided, well, ok, since it really resembled a half pool half bath tub thing. why not MAKE it a POOL. so we forgot about the moat and started building around the depression in the ground, larger, taller, and stronger walls. and then, quite some time ( ok, about well...uh 45mins? ) later we got a pool with strong tall walls. and u know, naman could actually SIT in the mini pool and when he sat in it, it started to look really alot like a bath tub.

So there. we took a picture of our strong ,sturdy masterpiece. the one which we had slaved over under the hot burning sun armed only with a filmy plastic spade each, protected only by a thin film of suntan lotion and our swimming costumes,( i got a silly uneven tan in the end. it looks urgh. yucky.) battling against the strong mighty waves which time and time again washed away parts of the wall ( and we had to rebuild the crumpled portion ), threatening to consume the whole object. And we were all very proud of it. and we spent a long while just sitting closer to the cold waters letting the waves crash into us and imagining weird stuff.

Like like, heres a thought. Mira: maybe it'll stand for over a MONTH. Naman: yeah! than it'll be the FORTRESS MAPLE ( with a weirdish BATHTUB infront ) of SENTOSa. Alvin: yah, maybe it'll be featured in the newspaper. me: mhm. it'll be a tourist attraction, blah blah. (hey! i couldnt be a wet blanket and tell them, no, its not possible. its not that great. and the water would probably wach it away. AND i was proud myself. since i helped construct a good deal of the structure )

So anyway. that done, we proceeded to Rasa Sentosa for lunch. and boy. it was AWESOME. lunch was nice. though, like all things else horribly EXPENSIVE. " nasi goreng ----> $15 " and really. i'd much rather stay in THAT hotel. firstly its very accesible. THREE LINES going there PLUS a monorail. secondly. the facilities are all nice and fun and all. thirdly. it was bustling with life. u know, like noise every where crying children, laughing children, screaming children. well...u know. just. children. Ang mohs, lotsa tourists. smiles all over. nice arcade. nice GIFT SHOP. nice everything. and yeah, ok, so it wouldnt be a place u'd enjoy relaxing in. like, u probalbly wont wanna lie around on a beach chair with people screaming all over. ( that, u can do at the Beaufort. its so freakishly QUIET )( some might say PEACEFUL ) but THATS what a holiday's supposed to BE like, aint it. fun. noisy. ALIVE.

So lunch was over. and we went for a cable car ride. sentosa - singapore - moutn faber - singapore - sentosa. That was KINDA disastrous. argh. blame it one the NOISY boys. ( oops oops, BIG understatement ) For SOME reason, they kept YELLINg. i don't know WHY. like why would u SUDDENLY yell, mid air, encased in a rather stuffy cabin ( stuffy because we shut all the windows as there was a slight rain outside ) with nothing provoking u or anything like that. i mean i don't SUDDENLY scream in the toilet unless 1) i was shot by a jet of icy cold water 2) i saw a lizard 3) i saw a lizard and number FOUR. i saw a lizard. there was nothing remotely EXCITING that could possibly evoke in them such a well strong impulse, desire, whatever to yell So they just started yelling. alvin and naman. and argh. nayan HAd to be in that cabin.

Nayan with his small but strong lungs. nayan with his monkey see monkey do mentality. nayan. with the killer smile and also killer scream. so he started yelling too. and the whole cabin was filler with their horrible, screechy, high pitched, eardrum bursting noise. it sucked. then when auntie wuri ( their maid ) started shooshing them. they yelled even louder. so the yelling. that wasnt the only bad thing about the ride from hell. nayan INSISTED on pressing the "bahasa melayu" button. which would turn on the speaker system. ( u know, the "electronis tour guide" ---> on ur left is the singapore....blah blah blah ) and it was noisy enough. what with all that mindless yelling. so mira was irritated and tried to press the mute button or stop nayan from pressing the SPEAK button or something. so a tussle started. and nayan went hysterical. and started throwing tantrums. and suddenly he wanted to press everything. also, he was cranky. so he pressed the EMERGENCY button.

I didnt realised until his sis, mira told me. so i asked him ( nicely ) to well... stop. and he wouldnt. and there was a man's voice coming through. and i kinda panicked. its no joke, these emergency button thingies. as they say, press only when in a real emergency. ( not cos u actually FEEL like pressing it. ) it was scary. like. u know, if u actually press the MRT emergency button. u'd be fined i dunno....$5000? so i didnt want anything bad to happen. and i GRABBED his arm. really. he's VEYR VERY mischeivous ( cute lah...but STILL ) and STuBBORN. so he got REALLY mad. started crying and stuff. and i panicked MORE. i was like. oh no. now i am the bad guy. and really, the stupid wuri didnt want to help.

She was totally nonchalant. and went like, aiyah just let him press lah. So FORTUNATELY. the ride stoppped soon. and we got down. and i told my mum about it. and well, seemed that i was right ( luckily, and to my great relief ) yes, i made him cry but i wasnt WRONG in doing so i was well...stopping him :D ) So anyway we had ice cream then uh....lemme....think...

We went for the minigolf thing. That was quite uneventful. cept that i got attacked by lots and lots of mosquitoes.

Then we uh....went for dinner. no no, we DIDNT go to zhen xiang yuan. we went to rollerblade!!!

Yeah, we rollerbladed from Palawan to Tanjong. with the "learner" uncle vijay accompanying us. apparently, only his "big mouth" landed him in this state. he promised the children he's blade if they were SERIOUS about learning. so well. he had to learn. while the other adults gloated at him. my aunt even armed with a digital camera to capture his first fall . ( and enlarge it portrait size and frame it and plaster the walls at home with it )

And fall he did. not too soon though. i must say. he's good for a beginner as in a person who had only worn those eveeeil wheeled shoes for less than three minutes. i mean he was steady and all and he pretty much got the steps right. and though slow, he managed not to trip one anything and hell, was even moving smoothly TALKING on his HANDPHONE. how anyone can manage that, i dont know, i wouldnt TRY it. not me. but he fell all the same. uh. yeah. fell the same way i did when i first fell. ahh......i still remember that particular fall ( yeah now i sound like i'm talking about some faraway autumn ), no? i had only fallen because well, it was my first day, i hadnt even gottan used to moving on FLAT ground in a STRAIGHT line and i had to go up the slope. ah....i remember him telling me. "*guffaw*NOW u gotta learn how to GET UP from a fall". muahahaha. the TEMPTATION to taunt him as he did to me. when i saw him struggling. my god. but of course, i cant be disrespectful can i?

Um....then we went back to the hotl. had dinner. went to watch the musical fountain thing. (man, the flamethrower thingy's Whee~! nice. ) and well, headed back to the hotel. and on the way i was very very urgent. and well, i happened to be urgent at the Enchanted grove of Tembusu part ( which really is just a green patch complete with mosquitos, bushes and normal, average, nothing special about them trees and well, a couple of man-made mushroom thingamjigs. ) and so they came up with this joke about me, peeing there since the only toilet was pretty far away ( i got there IN TIME in the end) and thus causing the grove to be renamed the "enchanted grove tem BUSOK". (busok meaning smelly lah, stinky. )

Then we went to sleep. three people squashed onto a bed. not getting a full pillow each since there were only two. and i mean u cant POSSIBLY have one to urself huh( and later we were to find three extra pillows hidden nicely in the cupboards which we had neglected to rummage through thoroughly upon first moving into the room). actually there were TWO beds lah. I wanted to stay up to watch FRIENDS. the episode with ross's nana or something. but hmph, i was too tired.

So uh. that was day two.

hey!!!! yeah i am back from sentosa. and it was, well, great. Actually i didnt really wanna talk about it since it'd be too much of a hassle. i mean i'd probably have to waste 1 hour plus doing a blog about it but really, i was "INSPIRED" by tristan's blog. tristan and his determined effort to write everyday about everything. * yeah, even most of the dialogue part. i.e the conversations he had * tristan and his meticulous recordings of daily events. tristan and his constant blogging about his thooughts, feelings and blah blah. yeah i went to his blog.spent a good deal of my 43 minutes online reading almost ALL his entries and went, well, the point of having a blog is well, to blog in right? so i decided, no point spending time and effort on the template and so on if i wasn't going to blog. so i stopped everything. and well, i'm blogging now lor.

Most people probably won't read lah. actually i have NO idea who else reads my blog save vicky and sometimes jeremy. well, if there is anyone who faithfully visits my blog on a roughly regular basis. do tag and lemme know.

So yeah. the first day....

After a lot of fuss and jumble, we finally left the house. yeah, of course my mum was nagging throughout the entire process of locking the door - going into the lift - and loading the car.

A re-enaction of the scene:
Bro: MUM!!!! i forgot my watch will u please go and get it. *aiyah, roughly something like that lah. how am i supposed to remember something which took place 24X3 hours ago. u do the math. i am too lazy*
and my dear, but horribly bad tempered and awfully long winded (when she's in a rage) mummy was like. " you AH. ALWAYS don't remember to pack things in ah...alvin...u must be more responsible...u must.............." BLAH BLAH.
and i was yelling to her while she and my brother had this shouting match, which rather, unfortunately took place in the presence of a total stranger, our neighbour who heard everything. ( so embarrassing right ) i was going like. mummy! can i pack my slippers. and my dad too, was shouting. he was like. faster! we're going to be late!!!

and well, thus began our journey.

Then we drove to Kallang to pick my aunt ( da gu )up. Then we had lunch. which was HORRIGIBLE. it was just eeewwww yucky. we couldnt finish most of the food ordered and though we made much forced efforts to finish as much food as possible. we stilll left a whole deal of chicken, duck and whatnot abandoned on the rather dirty coffee shop table. Then,. from Kallang, we set off to sentosa. :D

We met my other aunt's family ( xiao gu. aka. the one with naman and mira and darling nayan. ) at the gateway at 2pm. (well, roughly 2 pm) then we drove to the Beaufort. and i was all excited and stuff. the adults on the hand were kinda...listless. ah i guess our fun always means trouble to them. well, they say one man's meat is another man's poison. take for example. the school holidays. yay! the kids are all like yay. whee. happy and stuff. and the adults on the other hand...have to take care of their charges twenty four hours a day instead of the usual half a day ( or less than that what with CCA to add on top of normal curriculum hours ).

So we reached Beaufort. Which actually, is now known as the Sentosa. dumb name, really. i prefer the beaufort. and it was well. beautiful. very Bali-style-ish. Ah..like rattan stufff. boarded paths. LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of water features....and FRANGIPANI. *man the whole place was a frangipani forest* it was magnificent. beautiful...yes. very. but also. expensive. i mean one step into the place and u knew, this was one of those posh high classish places. actually no, u neednt even ENTER the reception area or anything like that. just parked outside the whole resort were tons and tons of sports car. no nissan, no honda, no nothing like that. no family cars. just posh luxury cars. convertibles. etc. stuff liddat. * i later found out that tucked quietly in a green pocket of tall trees and lush greenery, were even more family cars. the "lousier" cars. the cheaper ones. there they were shrouded by the thick foliage of the giant trees and bushes. and this was where our humble Honda was to be joined.* weeeelll weelll. so much for image.

then we had to wait an AWFULLY long time for our rooms to be ready. and we used up that time to well explore the area. sniff out whatever fun, interesting stuff that resort had to offer. which really was, nothing much. it was more of an adultish place lah. definitely not designed to meet the needs of mischevous growing kids. nothing to entertain us. ( well, at least my brother, and my cousins. ) no playgrounds. no kiddy pool. nothing. what it had though, was a spa. and three ( or four ) EXTREMEMLY expensive restaurants. It had a pool. which was painted a rather refreshing colour. ( refreshing in the sense that it was definitely not the usual blue colour ) black. And uh...Pentaque court. whatever that is. a SARONG ROOM. i have no idea whatsoever what THAT is too and a gym. a rather quiet desert gym.

And the pool was NOT "children friendly". 2.5m deep at the deepest end and 1.4 m at the shallowest. stupid right. like HOW on earth is a 1.1m tall regular, 5 year old kid going to swim in that pool. ooooh. it had no fun fountains. no splashing water falls. defnitely NO fun water slides nothing. how. borrrring. So i guess it isnt a nice place to stay in if u are travelling with anyone below the age of 12.

After exploring the whole thing. we STILL had to wait some more. so naman and mira spent their time "heeling". think, heelys. shoes with wheels for heels. and my brother and i played with nayan.

Then finally, we got our rooms. nice. the rooms had SCV and a reeallly nice bath and lots of free shampoo. :D Then after unloading and stuff. we went swimming. So swimming wasnt that fun. i was there as a life guard. yep, instructed by my uncle to take care of the kids. and ARGH!!! those little devils kept swimming past the floating barrier which marked the very deep end and the QUITE shallow end into the deep part. and so i had to swim over ( and i cant swim THAT well. i mean i havent really swam for three years. or so. ) and get them. and mira kept accidentally, nearly drowning. so i had to rush over and carry her to the uh. RATHER shallow end. i mean i couldnt STAND or anything. hello. we're talking 2m plus/minus. i am 1.54m. -_- i mean hell, i don';t think and asian can. so i had to half swim with a 19kg load in my arms. heng shes not and fatter. heng shes very skinny for her age.

So after the swim, we went to the beach and uh...swam some more. :D the beach was fun. Tanjong beach. but the sand sucked. it was coarse and yucky and if u went a little deeper into the sea, you'd find yourself getting entangled in kelp and steppping on well, god knows what. so i didnt really like it. i didnt like the slippery feeling and not knowing whats inside. So after swimming for a little while we went back to the hotel. washed up and went for dinner.

I collected two handfuls of sand in my swimming costume. HA! u thought'd u'd catch me wearing a two piece. :p * a bikini wouldnt HOLD THAT much* and i really messed up the hotel when i got back.

so dinner. we went to the food centre, the food was, like everything else on the island, sold at killer prices. $5 for something which would have cost $2 or so on mainland singapore. and it didnt taste THAT good. then i was totally snubbed by this cruel meanie shopkeeper. just cos i was a kid and i was totally mean back. i was rude and stuff, and really, i am NOT sorry about it. i threw the money at him didnt say thanks.

he even condescendingly said " oh, uh. the sugar is at the BOTTOM. u have to STIR it yourself. we don't do it for u" URGH!!! and i was like. " i know" complete with icy look and stuff. actually, i wanted to just walk over to the other drink stall get LOTS and LOTS of drink. spend ALL the money and walk smugly past his STUPID stall with a trayful of expensive drinks. i WOULD have done that. really. i would. if my father hadnt ordered coffee, which was sold only at HIS yucky stall. humph. i was totally totally insulted. i shall make a mental note never to buy his yucky drinks again. :P serves u right u moronic, idiotic baldie. ( ah, he wasn't BALD or anything, but heck )

Oh anyway. we went for the show thingy. u know the musical fountains or something. and really, it was quite awesome. and very fun. i can't remember the previous show but the new show was said to be quite an improvement from the previous one. it was good. it was fun. hopefully the tourists were impressed with singapore :D so fine, we don't have much "human talent" like, no VERY VERY fantastic dancers. so we dont have cultural dances to offer as entertainment for the tourists. but i'd say our technology stuff is damn bloody good. and yeah, that is a good enough replacement for our lack of cultural thingys. * in Shenzhen. we werent watching computer generated stuff of laser shows or anything, we were watching REAL people perform LIVE *

Then we went back to the hotel. where we had ice cream. Service at the restaurant was nothing short of being terrible. so much for the high prices. the service was bullshit. so we had this really sloppy waiter who kept rolling his eyes impatiently while we made our orders. and really, we werent being difficult, mind you. he kept fidgeting, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. and didnt BOTHER writing down our orders. so when he repeated our orders one more time he got EVERYTHING wrong. so my aunt suggested (nicely) that he took down the orders. but he simply refused. to patiently, we repeated everything CLEARLY and the next time he just nodded after we repeated ourselves.

So fine, maybe he FINALLY got our orders correct. so we waited for the ice cream. and hell, it was a one LONG wait. seriously. ten minutes for ONE scoop of ice cream each? ok, naman and mira had two each. but seriously. all they had to do, was to quickly scoop out on chunk of ice cream shove a spoon in the bowl and bring it over. the process is THAT simple. but NO we had to wait. luckily, with my cousins and uncle and auntie, the wait was made rather enjoyable with light talk and really, the ambience was nice. So we waited. and FINALLY. FINALLLy. our ice cream was brought to the table. naman, mira, uncle vijay got theirs. Alvin got his. mine was. wrong. all wrong. urgh. SHIT. -_-

so yes, that was my first day ugly experience with the service apart, i had a nice day. my cousins are really fun. really entertaining :D

cruel hands
thoughtless words
unforgiven acts
countless doubts
I know you suffer,
Hurt real bad.
But take comfort
my friend.
I'll share your pain.

Take comfort
We're connected
I feel the pain
I'll share it
You just have to let me
and know its okay.
Take comfort.

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My present favourite song.

I almost cried when i heard this.

Thanks. vicky :)

oh yes. i just remembered. i wanted to blog about this for a long time. ok, my mum, she applied for this card lah. u know, to be a member in a certain store. yeah well, so MONTHS later. and i emphasise the word MONTHs. as in...i dunnno....4 months? 5? this may be a short wait. but for a CARD. it isn't. she received a letter. which told her to collect the card at the nearest outlet.

Do u find that dumb? cos i do. and i don't understand. i mean why send a letter TELLING her to collect something? and really...if it were a letter telling her to collect say...a Tv set won in lucky draw that would have been perfectly sensible. but they actually asked her to collect a card. -_- a card. i mean if they BOTHER to send the letter to tell her to get the card. then...why didnt they just send the card straight to our house? -_- and we had to wait so long for a SINGLE card, which really, had no name on it whatsoever., it wasnt personalised, anything. how...weird.

hm....nothing much happened today. honestly. i woke up. had breakfast, etc. than uh...watched some TV. ( i know theres nothing on in the morning except uh...cooking stuff, designing stuff, etc. i watched a VIDEO TAPE ) then um....i folded paper cranes!!! yeah. folded about....i dunno? 5? 8? ah heck, who cares. anyway i used those shiny shiny pretty pretty paper. they are SOOO pretty. oh my god. ok, i have to say this. if u think i am the girlish type who would just sit around doing friendship bands and folding paper cranes or sewing some stupid stuff or knit some bloody sweater. i AM NOT!!!! in fact, i am as opposite as that as one can get.

and u know why. because. to put it quite simply. i do not "indulge in such satisfying hobbies" because. i suck at such stuff. ( if it isnt yet apparent to u) (it should be, if u know me well)

So. Why am i folding CRANES. cos of the funfair. simple as that. so don't go off labeling me as one of those girls. although there is NOTHING wrong with that. honestly. i think.

Then, uh...i had lunch. then, i napped. ok, thats a first. i don't usually sleep in the afternoon. but i talked to vicky on the phone until 12.30 am last night so yeah, i was sleepy. reallly reaalllly sleepy. then...i have no idea why i am telling u all this, honest. then...i did some homework. YES. i know. i havent finished it and there is only..hm....let me see....about ONE WEEK or so LEFT TO SCHOOL. ARGH!!!!

Then i folded some more and then well...then i start blogging. So thats what i have been doing so far. man, this entry is super lame.

ok. yay. this is an impulse entry. i mean usually i have to really firmly tell myself. i am going to blog!!! then well, i TRY to get away from whatever i am doing and force myself to the computer table and well blog. but today...ahh.....i just well..suddenly felt like it. so hell, don't blame me if this entry is all jumbled up with no real "theme" or story or WHATEVER in it.

So ok, where do i start.

First, i finished the shopaholic series!!!! WHEE!!! they are SO fun. and did i just say they are just a series of meaningless, really senseless books about a true blue shopaholic nutcase's screwed up life? ok wait, screwed up life? HELL! its BEYOND that. so anyway, yeah, after the third book...i finally realise...hm....its actually quite meaningful, no?

And ok, next.

I am so UPSET. no, wait, i am WORSE than upset. Somehow my EDS life has just CRASHED. like WHAM. its all going WRONG. i hate wrong things. and its all WRONG. just WRONG. First i read in marks blog there actually IS eds today. and i am like WHAT
and good, i find out now. with 4 hours left before this day actually PASSES. man. and so i check with tristan and i double check with mark. and ARGH.

i actually MISSED an eds lesson. damn. so fine. i am like, ok, they just FORGOT to inform me, nothing wrong. so i missed ONe. but its ok, theres a perfectly valid reason. And then i remember, i actually told yvonne i am not going tommorow. cos i thought, after all, i havent MISSED a SINGLE session. surely ONE is permittable. and they would want me helping out with PAINTING banners anyway. i mean art and crafts isnt exactly my forte. oh hell, i SUCK at it. ok? why? to go SHOPPING. to go bloody SHOPPING. now i cant cancel that. damn. -_-

u know i am getting very very freaked out. because, firstly, well, if there WAS an eds session. they SHOULd have let me know right? but why didnt i know!?!?!?!? aRGH.

Ok, and u know, when i asked tristan about the eds session today? he actually said "cheryl, u gotta be more dedicated to eds" and i was like OH MY GOD. is that how people view me? after being punctual at every session, and in the first place ATTENDING every darn session?! then because of one ONE stupid day of absence they think i am not dedicated. SHIT. and HELL, it WAS NOT even my fault i didnt go. WHY DIDNT THEY TELL ME. and don't call me lazy, ok? its not my fault. and i probably "work" harder than u. whoever u are. I "work" harder ( at eds, of course ) than almost EVERYONE else. and i am not embarrassed, whatsoever to say that. humph. -_-

well i've finished with Confessions of a Shopaholic and have moved on to Shopaholic take Manhattan. Ah...amusing series...this is....nice. :D I'm reading all these at a much faster than desired pace. it IS the holidays. so everything is done at such a leisurely pace and all. but because of the "deadline" ( i rented the book) and the stupid fact that i stupidly rented FOUR bloody books at a go. i have to ruch through all.

What a waste. i mean it IS a very good book. and i'd much rather move on slowly rather than race through it.

It makes me think about stuff. though honestly, this is a book which really has not much underlying message and blah. its a really pointless, stupid book about this CRAZY shopping addict. ( ooh..i MUST have that CRUCIAL bottle of red polish. i MUST. i'd DIE without it. its VITAL. its CRUCIAL. its a MUST. its totally totally NECCESSARY.) and her shopping escapades. and her nasty job. and her dream guy. and her less than impressive financial state. u get the whole point. but brainless books are fun. so well...what, u may ask, can actually set me pondering? well...if ur wondering....just what i am wondering....uh...read on?

So what i am wondering...is actually really pointless and dumb too. half assed. if u wish. I mean u cant possibly be all philosophical after read such a book, can u. it can't set u thinking about life. about MEANING. about INNER peace. about realising GOALS. about getting in touch with spiritual blah blah, can it? so what i am wondering is. OK * prepares myself for eggs to come flying at me * is.....

What makes Gucci, Chanel, Versace, Dolce and Gabbana, Denny and George, Agnes , Saks, Bloomingdales and so on...soooooooo.....uh.....expensive ? huh huh huh. i mean HONESTLY. u don't HAVE to go to such stores with store fronts that might as well have costed as much as ur entire condo to get good clothes. and sometimes...i dunno....they aren't even things one would CONSIDER...WEARING. honestly. some of the things are downright weird. they don't neccessarily LOOK good. but a dress at Gucci can very well empty your entire life savings. so WHAT exactly is so good?

So maybe SOME dresses DO look good. then what? i mean esprit dresses, mango,. or whatever should suffice. man, some even look so SIMILAR. argh. i don't understand. but. $1000 for a freaking Gucci Handbag? 500 POUNDS for a bloody pair of shoes? HUH?

i don't know....just WHAT is so desirable about their products.

ooh...whee! i thought i'd never get this entry done. wow. so i've extracted myself from the extremely engrossing Confessions of a Shopaholic. Never mind the totally bimbotic title and the even more girlish front page. This one's good. i never thought i'd read something like this, but hell. :D i must confess. i quite like shopping and stuff myself. :D hey, i can't HELP it. and it doesnt mean i am a totally bimbotic bitch. well, at least i KNOW i cannot qualify for bimbo. i don't know about bitch. :P ooh haha. i ain't pretty or whatever. so yeah, no bimbo. me. :D

Mmm....where did i last stop. i KNOW i logged on to continue something...lessee....

Ok.

Day Two:

Yeah, we went out roller blading. me and my cousins. it was reeeeaaalllly fun. rollerbladed in the lift lobby. and thankfully, we annoyed no one despite our high ptched laughter, occasional whining, complaining, falling, banging into each other, et cetera. ok, it is weird. spelling "etc" out i mean. wonder whyi did that....hm....then we went on to rolllerblade at the poolside. *well, it does say "no cycling" "no litterin" "no running" but nothing about ROLLERBLADING* then we rollerbladed at the two playgrounds, later to be joined by my sweetie cousin, nayan. and yeah, he wanted to try but of course, being a two and a half year old toddler. we COULDNT let him could we. :D

And besides that? well....besides that...oh wait. i mixed the whole thing up. on day two i uh...went back to school. ok how lame is that. i went from tampines all the way to where? BUKIT MERAH. to stay. only to return to FREAKING school the next. yeah. BUKIT MERAH to dunman high. which is, in Tanjong Rhu. SHEEEEESSSHH. -_- well, i'm NOT saying school was bad...it wasquite...oh wait...it WAS bad. we had this audition thingy. and i felt that i fared TERRIBLY. i CANNOT act in front of the seniors. most of which i am not that friendly with anyway...though xiao tong is nice, denise (is that her name?) is sweet, muthu, funny and matthew, fun. i just ain't close enough. i guess.

So anyway. the rollerblading thing was on day three.

So. Day Three:

Mentioned above. oh justa minute. the above was only about what happened from 8am to 10am. Therefore. ( i think i 've used too many "so"s ) i shall have to add on briefly what we did from ten onwards.

Well, we went to watch brother bear. of course, in between we did more. but that doesnt matter. trivial matters, they all are... and it was the sweetest show i have ever watched. but FORTUNATELY. FORTUNATELY. i was two seats away from my brother. seperated by naman and mira. mira next to me, and naman next to alvin. I mean i can't imagine the awkward situation should we have sat anywhere closer. It being a show about brotherly love. ( i mean it DOES apply to ALL siblings, after all ) It was rather heavy on that theme and it just be weird. if u get what i mean.

So after the show, (oops, i used so) heck , i'll use it anyway. ( i don't normally use "so" that much. i only use it when blogging) So anyway, (ah, thats another liberally used phrase of mine ) we waited for my aunts to pick us up for dinner after the show at Lips the Cafe. which, is, nice and all. but BLOODY EXPENSIVE. tell me, where else can u find a $5 for two chicken wings "offer". how ass-ish. and the total bill. $15. for what? a scoop of ice cream. a small slice of cake and chicken. well well. i mean u can get red bean ice cream for $1, chicken wings for $1 (well, at most $1.50) and cake. i mean BLOODY cake. that u can get for...i dunno...$2. outside. as in somewhere cheap./ not some posh bistro. then u would have saved...ah...lemme see... $1.50, $1, $1, $2.... (five fifty, fifteen minus THAT....) NINE FIFTY. ARGH.

so we went off with our aunts. ( well, one is their mummy ) to have dinner. and we walked ALL the way to Forum. which was reeally reallly far lah. we were at...orchard cineleisure. or sth. i think.

and mira had a $18 ( or was it nineteen? ) trim of her fringe. man. i know its really none oy my business. but really..the way the spend...Naman got his jeans from Kingkow. He tried Guess Kids first. and aunt ( naman's and mira's mum )went for manicure. we did...uh...we...we were waiting in macdonalds eating seaweed and listening to some large group of Japanese guys while waitin.

Then dinner. at CPK. ooh...i bet u don't know what THAT means. ah the joys of knowing something not many other people know. well...it really stands for California Pizza Kitchen Lah. Really nice place. loved it. and with any restaurant with " nice people, nice decor, nice seats, etc" comes nice prices. its a package. like uh...sports shoes. with the shoes come uh...strings. urgh. what a lame comparison, please, ignore that. so i was just running through the prices and uh...never mind. talk about eating expensive. oh, and here's something interesting. my aunt was like: " oh the good thing about this place is that the children can make any amount of noise they like, i mean its not like an expensive restaurant..." how cute. but i suppose they go to even more expensive places so this is considered -average- and -normal- . my dad would have jumped at the prices and stalked off.

I ordered uh..what did i order. some tomato based pasta thingy lah. but my other aunt ( not naman's mum) insisted that i share some weird Thai Linguini with her. it was.......yucky. totally. aw man. i was pretty pissed with her. whats up!? i mean fine, u HATE tomato. u HATE cheese. u still love ASIAN. but c'mon. can't i order MY food. can't i eat what I wanna eat? i know its saving money and stuff. if we share. ( YOUR choice) but i dunno...i SELDOM get a chance to dine expensive and u RUIN it by ordering some weird dish!?I really did want to eat something ncie. and i was LOOKING forward to it..but...aw...man. FORGET IT. anyway. i abandoned the peanuty tasting noodles after awhile and ate my aunt ( naman's mum )'s wild mushroom pizza instead. it was MARVELLOUS. and i must add, i'm not really a mushroom crazy person.

Actually..i know i can't totally blame my aunt. but. ah. sometimes. she DOES make me angry. sometimes. actually. i am really confused. i love her and all. but sometimes she makes me feel like shit. she just SEEMS to hate me and stuff. then i hate her. but just when i am angry and all. she does something so loving and nice. i dunno. i am so confused.

Anyway, ciao. Naman and mira have arrived. to stay. until sunday. which is, tomorrow.

I don't know HOW many times i have said this because i was requested to blog but: " I am back". Why havent i blogged. because.. 1) i have been reeallly really very busy to bother about such trivial matters ( at least in comparison to the rest of the stuff i have to do or been up too ) 2) TIRED!!!! 3) if i am not tired or busy, my brother will be hogging the computer to play those (and i must emphasise this) SENSELESS, MIND-NUMBINGLY STUPID. ABSOLUTELY USELESS. DUMB computer games. i.e gunbound and i dunno what else lah. oh wait, runescape i think. both are hopelessly dumb games ( believe me, i have watched a game played ) and absolutely, totally, extremely, thoroughly POINTLESS. yup yup.

ok, they're these weird games which somehow hold this magnetic ( and fatal, i may add) attraction to net-surfers of all kinds. they some how attract you and hole u in a death grip. Like a drug, it entices you and brings you enless joy and in that one hour of game play, you are immmersed in pure ecstacy. It is bad, and YOU know it. you KNOW!!!! but u cannot resist that one more hour. that sixty minutes more of pure, extreme excitement and joy. its an escape to the harsh facts of life, but, unfortunately, is just as, or more, detrimental to the human mind. your mind rots while you play these games. and hell, while you may be avoiding IRCs and so on with much effort, these games introduce you to a whole host of internet predators, JUST like any other chat room, anyway.

And you want to get away from it. but u have already sunken too deep. you cannot resist. CANNOT. you are addicted. totally. hopelessly so. and soon u'll find yourself drifting away. away from the warmth of your family and friends all wanting and needing ur company and attention. you drift away. from your dreams and aspirations. now all you want to do is PLAY. u CANNOT stop. u'd rather miss you three meals, skip your FAVOURITE tv programme, go without books for next year then STOP. to HECK with studying. u just wanna stay glued to the computer screen just wanna play.

Ok, so some may get offended. i must admit. i hold rather STRONG views about games like these and i shouldnt be that vocal about it considering the large population of game-lovers. but u must understand my condition. i have a brother, wasting his life away in a cramped up, stuffy room playing games. he forgets about talking to his parents, eVERYTHING. he throws tantrums when his gameplay is interupted and he'd rather thrash it out with an unknown racist from KL than study for his PSLE, yes, the big exam will soon have to be confronted by him next year and the only thing that he will be equipped with, is his mind, his knowledge. and that, the one weapon, he is wasting and throwing it away.

so whatever, i do digress, i am so sorry, but i HAVE to tell you, this is NOT my actual entry which will, i think be a long long long entry. so if this bores you, you can choose to leave. if this doesnt but u think the ACTUAL entry will, u can leave too. if you think both will be boring...wait...you cant...for if u had thought this would be boring. u wouldnt have read thus far. unless of course, you're a stinking weirdo. sorry, no offence. if u had thought, that my entry today would be horrible. you would NOT have read it at all. definitely not THIS far. my, my, my thoughts are going offtrack again....i must get back to the entry. the topic of which i shall reveal now. i shall write about....*drum roll* my Sunday to Tuesday adventure with Naman, Mira and Nayan. yeah my absolutely delightful, horribly cute, wonderfully fun cousins.

So begins the narration of the events that happened in the past few days:

Day one:

It began as a family gathering at Kallang, my da gu's place. yeah, it was a gathering for the two Ng brothers and the two Wu sisters. who are, in actual fact, from the same family.{due to some clumsy error, the sisters were registered as Wus and not Ngs. ( actually Wu, is the chinese pronounciation for Ng)} so anyway we set off in the morning. two huge pots of tantalising, mouth watering dishes which were the products of my mother's slaving in the kitchen for the past few hours in our arms. ( it was to be a pot luck ) Of course, we didnt leave without a small argument and a *little* tantrum by my *sweet* brother. The subject of the conflict, being, naturally, about him playing com games.Of course, my parents wouldn't hear of it. I mean what would be a family gathering if the FAMILY wasnt around, anyway.

So anyway, that aside, we set off. me, a not so enthusiastic, but not too bummed out either person. my dad, happy and all at the prospect of meeting up with his siblings and the nieces and nephews he just simply love to pieces. and...my mum. grumpy, not too happy as usual. heck, shes never VERY happy. shes kind of a bad mooded person unless shes in the company of her family. (as in her parents and siblings. ) and my bro. -_- grouchy. angry. gloomy.

Then we arrived. had lunch. and theres nothing interesting about this part so i shall not elaborate. and my baby cousin was SO cute. OMG. he was MORE than cute. and GEE, he could TALK! and talk he did. talk and talk and talk and talk and...uh...talk. Yeah, sat with him in the room and *entertained* him. and i listened to him talk while playin. after that he just glued himself to me for the rest of the day. at least spending an hour listening to sometimes senseless talk by a two and a half year old baby bore results. and marvellous results, at that.

later on, he refused to follow the maid back from the playground and left only when i told him to. and on the way i was entertained by his chattiness on the subject of fallen leaves. it sounds lame and i would have totally FLIPPED if some ten year old yakked on about how many leaves there were and why they fell. but listening to him, a mere toddler talk on in rapid, and considerably good english, FULL sentences, no less, in his heart melting voice just made me feel so good and proud. definitely. boy. i was PROUD. :D which other two year old can do that huh huh huh.

he told me that the leaves blew all over the place when the strong wind blew. he told me that his hair was different from the leaves, that it wouldnt fall even though the wind was blowing at it. he told me that the weather was good, that the wind was nice. told me the path had MANY MANY leaves, ( though i COULD see that for myself ) told me that it was BECAUSE it was a windy day.

Haha, what a cutie pie. Then later on, after playin for awhile more with him in Kallang. We ( his family - aunt, uncle, naman, mira, nayan ) and my family went on to Forum. where i GOT A NEW PAIR OF ROLLER BLADES. oh man. oh man. i was absolutely OVERJOYED. for the past few years ( perhaps? :D ) i have been BEGGING my mum to loosen up. and not be so paranoid about me falling down or injuring myself. i have been convincing her and all that falling was OKAY. and i was OLD ENOUGH to handle injuries and in fact, PREVENT them. but she didnt listen and as a result, i couldnt go roller blading, and DEFINITELY -NOT- ice skating even though i DESPERATELY wanted to. ( being force to leave yourself out any class gathering just cos of ur mum's "paranoia" reeeeaaaalllly sucks. ) so getting the blades is one step to her loosening up. one day, after mastering roller blading, i will finally be able to taste the sweet joy of actually STEPPING into an ice skating rink. one day.....Mm. i shall work hard to perfect my skills and then i shall be able to go ice skating!!! YIPEE!!!

She actually let me roller blade cos my aunt wanted me and my bro to learn so that we could accompany naman and mira while they learnt too. our goal: to one day be able to blade with the pros in East Coast Park. haha. yeah, that was OUR goal. me, naman, mira and my bro. and yes, my bro TOTALLY cheered up after that. oh and my aunt even BOUGHT us the blades. ( 69.95 each PLUS protective gear ) two BRAND NEW pairs just so my parents would let us. LOVE my aunt. LOVE my cousins. And my mum, besides letting go, is also showing an interest and she CANNOT wait for us to learn it well now..haha..