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Where have the Brown Marshmallow gone? - for A FREAKIN' MONTH, that is! -- Part 1.

2006-07-17T05:09:00.000+08:00

It's my bad for not blogging for the past one month, ok ok it's my bad alright! I mean I'm only human you know, I have other commitments mind you! Blogging is NOT my full-time occupation, as much as I want it to be, ha-ha! But, yeah, for the past month, lots of things have been going on and, yeah, not forgetting projects and presentations. Like wtf! I didn't really sleep-lah and my body ached doing all those shit-stuff. Err.. it's my grades by the way. So, ha-ha! yeah, MUST do it or FAIL-la damn it!

This is, by far, the most longest entry anyone I could think of would write for their blog. I've split it into two parts because I was unable to publish it all in one go. If you want to read it, bear with me. If you don't, just leave. I'll never force anyone to read any of my entries, thankyouverymuch. So what do you say? Grab a drink and enjoy the show.

WARNING! PLENTY OF VISUAL GRAPHICS POSTED!

(some might not be suitable for the faint-hearted. Ha-ha!)

Why Brown Marshmallow I say? Well thanks to my sister, I'm called that. People think it's cute but I think it's sick. Brown marshmallow - sounds like some fake cylindical bouncy manure created from 3D Studio Max. The best bit was, she thought 3D Studio Max was some fucking hair gel! Oh my God! Ha-ha!

Well, there's proof. While I was doing the animation thing, she irritated me. She bombared me with lots of stupid questions about the software. Whatever she had in mind, I don't know but in the midst of having the lagging 3D Studio Max on, I managed to print the screen.

This one is the ultimate hit! And I've a hilarious sister to begin with, ha-ha! Her display picture was rather disturbing.

I did the modelling for the assignment two and here's the look of it without the texture/material and the animation.

It's, without a doubt, like a replica of my dad's house. Scary to think of it because I haven't been to the place for a year now, but yet, it's still vivid in my mind of how it looks like. Is it a good thing or bad?

I like Chris's better - because it's my favourite colour; very red and black, is dark, simple and cute! And oh, I simply love the couch! Ha-ha!

(Oh Chris, sorry about this but they must see how great yours are!)

School's pretty hectic and plus the family thing going on and, yeah another failed relationship. I will talk about it later on in this entry. But first, I want to share with you the pictures I posted in this entry. More than 150 photos which are merely edited in Adobe Photoshop to make it fit into this blog. Have been cam-whoring a 'lil bit for the past few weeks since the school's out. School's out?

Yeah. Finally. The 3D Studio Max was the reason why I didn't have time to blog. Plus the time-consuming Entrepreneurship, we're unlucky to have the module in the Multimedia course, because it's so demanding! Have to prepare the damn business proposal and the advertising campaign, I was at the verge of suicide! The best bit? Group members of four shaved to two. Wtf? Thanks to Chris, we kind of made it through this time. Imagine having to do double task? I've said enough and not saying it again why I somehow regret being in IT2P. I just want to return to my original class. I'll appeal, no matter what it takes, I'm gonna. Any part of IT2P's not missed though I've nothing against my classmates. Sadly, none of it. Maybe just some people-lah, but other than that - No. I just miss my IT2Q and being with my darlings there. Period.

I'm thankful enough to have my mom and siblings with me, plus the support of some relatives who encouraged me all the way despite having a hard time dealing with school. But though I tried, I can't run away from family problems. Last two months, I was like scared shitless by my step-dad. Briefly of what happened was he had a fight outside (maybe because of drugs) and when he came home, he has lost his keys in the fight maybe, and so couldn't get in, he came in through the locked windows. OMFG! I can't believe it-la. One hand bleeding profusely due to an injury, was told that something drove though his palm. He still have the strength to open the damn window - Unbelievable! He tried to open my bedroom door for a couple of times! I called my Mom. She rushed home with the police and he created a scene for two fucking hours. With his bleeding hands, he refused to go to the hospital to get it stitched. Wielded his hands all over the house, splatting the blood all over and voila! Work of art. After that he was taken away to IMH, the right place for him. Oh well, this kind of explains what happened.

Ha-ha! I was inside the room sleeping because was sick of hearing his voice. When I woke up two hours later, the whole house was in a mess, blood all over. If mosquito were to suck 'em, it'll become a drug-addict as well, ha-ha! Unlikely to happen, his are polluted blood. Actually I have concrete proof of the drugs he took which I kept in a box - some used syringe, some slab of strong sleeping pills which only be given under prescription and other unknown pills. I took a photo of this notice, which was meant for him, at the door. The police pasted it there so that he can see it clearly when he comes back. He was in IMH for two nights, so for two nights it's left like that there. My mom filed a case and applied Personal Protection Order for the both of us against him. Thank God that my siblings weren't at home to witness the whole ordeal. I hope no one else I know go through what I've gone through. It's disturbing my personal and social life, living without peace. *sighs* All are from God, just have to deal with it with faith..

Yeah, my siblings and I called him Lahabau (hooligan) when he first married my Mom (six years ago), gradually we got sick of it and not to make it obvious to him, we coined it from the initial word to Babalau. And ended up with BBL as we took the first letter of the syllables, ha-ha! JB was coined by me just recently with my Mom, taking the initials of the first letter. We hate him so much because of his fucked up behaviour and yeah, his drug-taking habits. He's an Asshole anyway, so no point talking about him here.

So here I am - blogging. Happy now? Oh I love blogging. Thing is, my blogging's like writing a damn story. Who cares about that anyway. *Bleah* Let's see.. Where should I begin? One month is like 30 days and in a day there's 24 hours. Let's do some mathematics now.. in a month, there's 30 X 24 = 720 hours. In that time anything could happen, as you know, every minute someone dies and, simultaneously, a baby is born. So same thing here, every minute in my life is something. Who knows? At this very moment I farted, and at the next I'm eating an ice-cream. Lol. Weird as it sounds but all this are possible though but I definitely don't fart and eat ice-cream at the same time, it just won't mix. Ha-ha! I've promised someone I'll crap in my blog entry. Ha-ha! Lol.

Ok, at least, I enjoyed the extra classes with Mr Gremar while in school. Basically I love school, but sometimes the environment just kills that precious feeling. Every Thursday is going-home-late day. Mr Gremar's having his night class, Advanced Wireless Technology, which starts at 7p.m. till 9.30p.m. I'll be at one corner doing my thing, sort of accompanying him. And so, I told my sis that I'll take some pictures of the class. Well, I did-lah but I was quite shy to do that because all of them were like matured and some could be your dad. Old, yeah old.

On one of the Thursdays, I left about 7.30p.m. because my work's done. Of course I won't be staying there for so long. Furthermore, I felt hungry, cold and sleepy (the air-conditioner is a killer!). Maybe next time I'll just bring extra clothes and sleep in school, next morning just shower in the canteen toilet. Ha-ha! Sick! Oh well, it's possible..

I said that I always have my huge Army Camp bag, right? Guess what I stuff in there? You might think I'm crazy but here's a rough list. Ha-ha!

LIST OF THINGS IN ZILA'S HUGE BAG:

1. HP Notebook PC + the battery pack + the A/C adapter. (Imagine the total weight for just this? About 2.5kg++)

2. IDs/Concession Pass/ATM card/Passport/Money.. all the necessary shit-lah. (Doesn't weigh much but it takes the space.)

3. Mobile phone + sometimes the charger too, ha-ha! (I have a spare one along just in case the current one I'm using go crazy.)

4. Olympus Digital Camera + Sometimes with the charger, ha-ha!

5. Fujitsu pocket hard-disk.

6. Wires/cables (for my MP3, pocket hard-disk, digital camera. All sorts-lah.)

7.Optional: Personal Linksys router + the A/C adapter. (I'll bring this if I were to sleep over someone's house who's using the ADSL. The adapter itself weighs quite a bit. Overall about 2kg++)

8. The THICK 3D Studio Max book. (Every Thursday there's Animation class, so get the drift yeah. About 1.5kg++)

9. Files, worksheets and lab book (for the Operating System class.)

10. Clothes and necessities - On some Thursdays; the I-don't go-home day.

11. Pokka Jasmine Green Tea. (Sometimes more than two bottles. Ha-ha! For spare-lah. About 1kg++)

12. One time I brought my darn HP printer but placed in another bag. (The whole PSC to school, the size is equals to about four shoe boxes and weigh about 2kg++)

Roughly calculate the total weight. And roughly visualise the size of the bag, yeah, not forgetting my bag has quite a number of the little metal studs on it. Those of you who saw it before, you know. You can't assume that some of the things are practically weightless. Even air has weight, obviously every little things in/on the bag when put together eventually will become heavy. I don't mind going around with it all, because to me holding all of that is like normal but I somehow pity the people in the bus or MRT whose face got slapped by my bag. Muahahaha.. Fucking funny! But I'm sorry if that were to happen. Sorry, it's unintentional, really. I mean, I'm not small - so is my bag.

Ok, I left the Networking Lab and took the lift down to the first floor, took out my camera and took some pictures before I left the school compound. It's pretty scary at night, but yeah, I managed to walk though the dark - alone! I know I'm not alone actually.. the unknown presence.. Ha-ha! Ok, so here's some of the shots which I took.

Not surprisingly, the Co-Op shop's still in operation when I was about to go home. I wonder who was inside, taking care of the shop. Hmm..

After that I continued taking pictures while stuffing my ears with blasting music from Slipknot and Cradle of Filth number, I kind of shudder at the sight of the dark passage way to the stairs.

I don't really look straight when walking this way.

I took this because I felt that the evening sky looks beautiful, don't you agree? I love this shade of blue. The palms kind of give it an ambience, ha-ha!

Thank God the school compound was well-lit, or else I've asked Mr Gremar to send me home! Ha-ha! Fucking ridiculous I know, I'm just crapping. Lol.

I swear I saw someone there, in fact, two people there. A guy and a girl. Hell I don't know what they're doing or talking about but I know as I got closer, they're behaving intimately. Wtf? In school? A bad place. So unromantic. Ha-ha!

From the canteen, the pathway towards the ITE Headquarters, it was fucking dark. I almost stumbled on an empty bottle. I could hardly see till I reached the damn headquarters. Stupid shit! And I'm like walking but couldn't see a thing beyond 1 metre radius. Lousy lightings!

Thank God I'm out of the school compound. I took the overhead bridge to go to the other side of the expressway to take a bus. While on the bridge, the cars was like zooming past really fast that I could feel it underneath.

It seems that the motorist were like speeding more than 90km/hr. Scary. All are rushing back home. I wish I had a car or a motorbike. Ha-ha! Dream on, Zila.. Yeah, working on that dream though.

Upon reaching the damn bus stop, the road was like practically empty. No bus, no car.

Only the other side of the expressway was bustlng with vehicles speeding. Oh well, I've waited for the fucking bus for like about half an hour. And it was fucking packed, as usual, I was standing and yeah, I dozed off while doing just that. For a whole 20 minutes I think. Ha-ha! Try dozing off while standing in a fucking packed bus plus a fucking huge and heavy bag with you. I dare you!

The day ended like shit but still I survived. Not all Thursdays are like that. I do have my ups and downs when going home late, sometimes I love to observe people in the bus. Some kiasu people trying to grab the seats as soon as the person stands up. And some who refused to move to the rear, I got irritated by the fact that people are just plain selfish to move at least a 'lil bit. Fucked up isn't it? Yeah, I think so too.

I once almost fought with a stupid and selfish passenger who refused to move to the rear. She was standing there and talking on the phone with her fucking irritating accent. The whole bus was like waiting for her to move in but she just stood there being ignorant, she saw the empty spaces but simply refused to move her fucking ass inside. And so I just shoved in, I think I hit her bag or something. She said something but I just fucking ignored her as I was listening to my music. Everyone else was giving her the cold stare. I was close to hit her face. She really pissed people off. After which to save her ass, she alighted the bus. Ha-ha! Stupid woman.

Some passengers are nice enough to give up their seats to those in need but some are just fucked up, seriously fucked up. I was equally pissed just like anyone else standing just looking at this young and abled woman sitting happily looking around while she could've at least being nice by giving her seat to a sickly elderly lady standing and seems almost falling in front of her! She just act blur, like she saw nothing. At last someone two seats away saw the old lady and gave up her seat. So nice of her. I think if all the passengers are like the ignorant woman, elderly people die 30% faster.

My day ended with me either sleeping in front of my laptop while doing my projects or sleeping late at around 4a.m.

06.06.06 - The number of the Beast. The wait IS OVER.

On my previous blog entry on 7th July, I didn't blog about what happened on the day before. Which is the 06.06.06. The number of the Beast! Aaah! Well, not really. It's the day which the four of us went to watch The Omen. Honestly I enjoyed the original version better, nonetheless I enjoyed my day with my classmates watching it. But before that, I went to Chinatown to the Surbodinate Court with my mom because of you-know-why. Nope, I didn't go to school. Fuck school! This is way more important! Ok, the scheduled time to meet the Magistrate was at 2.15p.m.

While on the escalator from Chinatown MRT Station, my mom decided to play peek-a-boo with me. We're laughing all the way to the court, joking with each other. Ha-ha!

We went in the Subordinate Court and was scanned all over. This one dude was scanned for a few times even though he took out all the metal stuff off him. I think he's got some piercing with a heavy metal ring somewhere-lah.

Look at the person in black with the pink umbrella. *Chokes*

I can't tell you what happened inside because it's purely confidential. That Asshole was accompanied by the sister-in-law (I call them Mangkuks as for now). All of them thought we should be a peace again. (Fuck Peace, it ain't gonna happen! But for my mom's sake, I just pretend - to be nice.)

After that, we left the place but hell, it was like raining. Luckily I had my hood on, so yeah kind of keep me dry for a while. Ha-ha! We went to lepak at the nearest coffee shop to have a drink since it was raining. While the two Mangkuks went to buy whatever they wanted to buy, I managed to snap photos with my mom.

Aren't we the same? Look at the colour of our hair. Ha-ha! I love my mom so much no matter what.

This kind of opportunity of taking pictures with my mom's not easy. So I took one while she's in a good mood. And for those who're really curious of how the Mangkuks look like, here it is.

I've to censor their faces due to the fact that looking at their faces will leave you with a very sour and disturbing feeling in your stomach. Oh well, the sight of them makes me want to puke. So..

Fuck them. I only cared about my mom. At least I've my favourite drink. It makes me somewhat happy while the drink is still there.. My favourite drink is very obvious already. No need to say it, you know it.

There you go. My drink. My Favourite drink.

At the sight of this, my mom give the look and said, 'Eeeeee! Green Tea! Tak berkenan aku!' Oh well, I forgot to say that while in the Surbodinate Court I had the Yeo's Green Tea. Ha-ha! I was cheated! Why? Because at the vending machine it showed the Pokka Green Tea but when I purchased it, it dispensed the damn Yeo's. I felt like kicking the damn machine! Ha-ha, I could be immediately charged in court for destroying public property and for my violent act against the machine since I'm already in court. Ha-ha! Oh well poor me, just have to drink it up because I was too thirsty. And the taste? Ha-ha! Bad - just the Jasmine, no tea. No wonder I puked when I first tasted Green Tea.

My mom had her favourite hot cup of Milo. Her favourite drink is Milo - the Australian recipe thing Milo, the one with 'more chocolate taste' Ha-ha! Well, at the coffee shop they use the regular Milo. As long as it's Milo for her, she's ok. But at home, the Australian Milo is a must.

Mom, stirring her hot cup of Milo. Quite pissed because I asked her to try Green Tea, ha-ha! I threatened to add Green Tea in her Milo. Ha-ha!

I pulled my mom to take more photos, as you can see from her facial expression as a result from being asked to taste Green Tea. Ha-ha! My mom's cute-lah, no wonder she've so many fans, I'm so jealous, ha-ha! Lol.

She looked pissed, right? Ha-ha! Yeah but it all fade away because I complained that she always make that kind of face, so..

..She grinned! Hard to believe-lah but I've never caught her grinning in such a weird way on camera before. Ha-ha! My mom's a cute and petite woman with a loud voice like mine. We almost laughed the same way. Ha-ha!

Oh well. I can't imagine growing up and looking like her - the fatter version of my mom! Ha-ha! I think I'm going to be her successor in cooking, sewing, knitting and... nagging maybe? Aah! I can't imagine!

After that, off we go.. We took the NEL, I accompanied my mom to her destination station which is in Hougang and the train bounced back to Dhoby Ghaut. Seeing my mom reaching Hougang safe and sound put my mind at ease. Well, I've a date with my darling classmates at Plaza Singapura at 6.30p.m. I reached there like 20 minutes earlier and walked around PS especially the Spotlight, in the midst of fighting with..

Ok, the truth is I've a date with someone else too, my *ehem*, but then he's working till 9.30p.m. and wanted to catch a movie with me too.. Oh well I told him we'll go another day as I'd love to go with my classmates. And he thought there's another guy I'm going out with, wtf? I can't be bothered already-lah. So the fight goes on till he saw some pictures. And well, I don't dress like I'm going dating at all, I dressed very androgynously-lah so he can't accuse me of anything. Lol.

While waiting for them, I took the escalator after exiting Spotlight to the last level. I wandered around, watching the people and their antics, and the restaurants operating at the centre stage. And more quarrelling with him, I began to get sick of fighting. Oh well, he's jealous. I don't know what he's jealous about. Somebody please help me! (Thank God it's over.)

Met Shaiful and Shufen who already booked the tickets beforehand, and met Chris too after that. We went to the food court, I wasn't in a good mood. Oh well, who doesn't get pissed being accused for this and that? Shit. Thankfully Shufen understands. And yeah, she treated me dinner as I haven't eaten for like since morning-lah. It's some Barbeque Chicken with rice and a slice of omelette and some Lemak gravy which she claimed it always have a long queue. Oh well, PS isn't my turf so I don't go there often and didn't know all this things. Ha-ha!

I took the pictures of my dear friends eating.. Oh, at least, photos of them about to start eating.

I think Shaiful hated the idea of having his photo taken. Ha-ha! You saw the BBQ Chicken Shaiful's about to dig in? Yeah, they got one for me too. Thanks guys! I loved it.

Not forgetting someone who was sitting beside me happily eating his I-have-no-idea-what. But it looks kind of delicious, ha-ha!

Chris was happily eating (I think) and I took his picture, ha-ha! Don't get piss-lah, smile more and you'll look cute that way.

I couldn't really finish eating, I know I can't so I gave my omelette to Chris because it'll be a waste to throw food, you know. It was so unlike me to not finish food. And you-know-what is bothering me at that point of time. Oh well..

After eating, Shufen and Shaiful went to wait for us at the entrance of the cinema while Chris and I rushed to the MacDonald's to get Chris's Ice Lemon Tea. Lol. Ha-ha! And we took a lift to the cinema. Met the couple and hid the drink in my bag for a while and went to our seats. Soon after a few trailers, the movie started. The Omen~

I'm not going to tell what the movie is like, if you do want to know go here to read the summary of it. As what I know, I prefer the original version. Scarier and spookier, the new version omitted some parts (in Singapore, they cut out most of the fun part! BOOoo! - Just because they want to allow underaged kids to watch it! Double BOOoo!) so yeah, not scary but I felt a little jumpy once in a while, which caused Chris to laugh at me. *Whatever Chris!* And I kind of pulled my hood and slide down at the seats because of some parts like suddenly it showed the Jackal's face out of nowhere. I usually grab on to my *ehem* in that kind of situation, here I can't grab anyone so I think that's why I behaved rather in a weird manner that evening.

After the movie, both of us girls went to the restroom while Chris went to get some fresh air at the carpark. Shaiful waited for us outside. In the toilet, I took the photo of the ticket stubs against the mirror before it's being torn apart.

There's our seating arrangement.

After waiting for Chris to finish his stick, we went to the cinema level to snap some pictures with the damn movie poster. And the guys, being too excited, dragged the whole poster stand to the middle of the pathway. Ha-ha! I was quite embarassed actually. Ha-ha!

I asked some caucasian lady to help snap a picture of us all. Can you spot me? Oh yes you can, I'm at the back damn it! It's quite blurry, I know.

Shaiful happily *feeding* the devilish kid with coke. Plus I think he inherit the look from the kid. Ha-ha!

A few more shots till the guys realised that the security guard was heading towards us, so both of them prompty put the poster back into place. Ha-ha! You just have to look at their expression when the guy was walking towards us. Ha-ha! Fucking funny.

Both the guys with the poster. Shaiful, again, *feeding* the kid while Chris grinning in contentment (I think, ha-ha!) I simply can't tell what he's thinking. Lol.

Shufen with Chris there, I was told that they look like siblings. Now, you my blogders, tell me if they do look like siblings?

The couples. *fucking* Damien's devilish and already polluted mind. Ha-ha! Just kidding.

Oh well, I've nothing else to do, thus, this - Kiss the kid.

After all that exausting picture taking, we separated. While some went home, I went to n.y.d.c. for a visit. I walked all the way to Heeren from PS. I met Shawn and we chatted for a while, ha-ha! He looked lethargic, as usual. And after that I met William, he too watched the Omen already - before work! Ha-ha! Oh well, after that I went to the coldside window and chatted with Yusuff and Hab for a while. They're surprised to see me. So am I, ha-ha! After that I took the MRT home.

It's around this time that I reached Somerset MRT. Quite late though, I've got school the next day!

That's almost about it on the 06.06.06. Had fun with my classmates and also had a stupid headache from quarelling. I simply ignored his calls for that day and yeah, we patched up after that because he said he missed me. *Poof* Whatever.

On some random night.

I can't remember on which night I chatted with Chris about this picture, initially it was and still is his display picture in his messenger account. Ha-ha! I simply love this picture for an unknown reason. This picture is like some anti-Christ thingy, I don't know. I'm definitely not one. Lol. This guy reminded me of Dani Filth from the melodic death metal band, Cradle of Filth. I said so because I recognised Dani's nose, but Dani has quite a round face so it's quite impossible though. But Chris said it's not Dani. I'm confused. I don't give a damn already-la. I just love this picture and that's that. I post it here, hopefully someone would tell me who exactly this guy is.

I definitely love the eyeliner thing plus his piercing thingy there. Ha-ha, cute. Someone said he looks like a guy begging for.. err. *Chokes*

On the 15 June - another Thursday spent in school. Scary.

As usual, there's school and I've my animation assignment to complete. The night before my aunt, Cik Tuty called to ask if the resume and cover letter was ready - Oh shit! I totally forgot! The deadline was on 17 July. I still have time. So I went to do some research on the various type of resumes and cover letters. I've decided to devote my time after Mr Gremar's lesson to create the two most important thing for my uncle.

School went on as per-normal, as usual it's me and Chris for practically all the lessons. I think he's sick of looking at my face everyday in school. Oh well, sorry-lah can't help it - kind of tied down with him on all the projects - it seems so. So yeah, class was boring and I was really looking forward for Mr Gremar's lesson and that DJ Aza's lesson. I also didn't remember that there was an oral presentation 2. We're not mentally prepared for it so we've decided to just say whatever we can - an impromtu thing, no planning, no nothing. But yeah, we did some touch-ups for the report according to the guidelines before her class.

The oral presentation was ok-lah, nothing too awkward. We pulled it off just fine. I wasn't satisfied but just thankful we kind of finished it. We're to stay back because of the a week ago I didn't attend her class because of my messy big P. Luckily she understood my situation. Yeah, the sick and irritating big P. Chris saw it, of all people. It was damn disgusting. I was bloody embarassed. I called my aunt to 'rescue' me. Yes and she did. Thank God.

While waiting for that DJ Aza to finish grading the rest of the groups, I was meddling with my digital camera and *snap!* I got this. Lol.

Ha-ha! It's Chris with his distracting middle finger. Ha-ha!

Yeah, I've some friends saying the finger is distracting, thus, couldn't see the face properly. Right Jo-An? Ha-ha. I think I'll introduce to you some nice-nice girls whom you can bring home to meet your parents. Ha-ha! But first, you'll have to drop that finger, ok? Ok, everybody! This guy is single. So girls, drop me a message if you wish to know him. He's a nice guy so don't be shy. I'm just helping a classmate here, though he doesn't need my help on this, I insisted on helping. He's too nice and cute to be left single. Ha-ha!

After the Communication Skill class, I went to to the Networking Lab for there I continued my task in completing the resume and cover letter. I went to use like a few of the power sockets to charge my digital camera, for my laptop and also surprisingly, for my mobile phone as the battery was left with one bar. I know it's sick to do all that but I can use the power, there's nothing wrong with that. Mr Gremar saw and allowed that, at one time he sort of encourage me to use the school's resources *smiles*. Oh, and I think that's the day I told Chris that I would make a small trip to the guys' toilet. It's just nearby the lab, I wouldn't want to waste my time walking all the way to the other side of the building just to wash my hands, would I?

Look at the photo below to know why I said so. It's all dark and quiet at the other side and you expect me to walk there? No, hell no. And it's a Thursday night. You know what they say about Thursday night. Ask your Malay friend.

I took this at around 8.30p.m. after I've completed my task and was about to leave.

Mr Gremar asked me to stay till 9.30p.m. NOOoo! I said. I've to go to Tampines. It's not near, you know. The journey's about more than one hour and I've school the next day.

When I took this, Mr Gremar was counting money. Ha-ha!

I remembered seeing him asking the night class students to pay the lab assessments or something. Ha-ha! Like a loanshark. His class was laid back and some of his students expressed their gratefulness that he was the lecturer. Oh well, I'm thankful too that he's my lecturer - for at least one module.

I managed to snap this before leaving. I kind of told them to just continue doing their thing while I took the pictures.

Yes, all are guys. Every single one of them are guys in this night class, I don't know if the other classes have girls or not but this one is 100% guys, and I, being there like more than five weeks don't even notice the all-guys thing in the class. Ha-ha! All are attentive and occasionally joked around. They're a group of focused people. So, never underestimate them despite their age.

The lift suddenly opened by itself. Spooky.

As I exited the Networking Lab, I walked towards the lift which was closed. As I came closer, it opened by itself. Seriously. I was quite shocked but I didn't think of anything. I just visualise happy thoughts. I mean, for what to scare yourself shitless when you know you'll be taking the lift alone? Make sense? Yeah. I didn't take the stairs because I was too tired-lah, plus all the load. I need the lift.

I'll be avoiding this corridor at night. And to those who actually go here to.. you-know-what, be careful.

While that, at the corner of my eye I saw something just 'moved' in the dark. More of like something sort of like *swoosh* at the end of the corridor. It's not a figure of a man nor does it 'move' like human. I can differentiate a human figure but this was like super-fast. When I turned, it's gone. This actually adds to my almost-scared-shitless self. Whatever that was 'moving' in there, thankfully it didn't 'move' towards me. Phew..

It's empty. Lol.

This seating/study area is definitely empty at that time. Obviously-lah empty. Who would want to sit there at night? Unless to wait for somebody-lah. Or to go for the next class. Next class at this kind of time? Can't be-lah.

Staring at the open lift.

Before I took the lift, I recided some verses from the Qur'an for my safety in the lift. You never know what could happen in there because as I said the lift opened by itself and I was alone. And the silence was rather deadly-lah. Scary and all, inside.

I went to the toilet at level one to do a last minute whatever.

I took a picture of myself in the mirror. Look how tired my eyes were. And not forgetting the huge bag and laptop in my hands. And yeah, my face looks stupid, I know.. plus the hair.. *sighs*

Finally out of the school compound, this time I took the route from the front gate because I wanted to take the MRT to Tampines. Easier-lah.

Yeah I missed the damn bus.

The look of Dover MRT Station. It was empty. Except for this damn guy. Lol.

So was the other side. Empty.

Upon reaching the station, I took a seat nearby and laid back on the pillar. I was too damn tired, yeah too tired. So I took the train to Boon Lay, then back to Pasir Ris, longer journey but at least I got a seat. *Smiles* As you know, my bag. I can't afford to stand any longer because by that time my eyes was halfway closed - like a Zombie.

I simply love this black sneakers of mine.

Though it's torn and all, it has a very sentimental value to me. This is my first sneakers I bought with my hard earned money, it's been a year and I still loved it. I think I'll never get this kind of sneakers anywhere already. I bought this at Far East Plaza and when I visited the boutique again, they don't have this all-black Converse already.

While waiting for the damn train, I stared at this.

I wondered how it'll sounds like if Dover's translated into Malay. As you noticed, they have it in English, Chinese and Tamil. Where's in Malay?

I took the train and alighted at Pasir Ris and took bus service 21 to my uncle's place. I reached there about 10.30p.m. Had a shower, ate supper and after that proceeded to scan all his certificates, zip it all up and send his resumes via email. Finally I'm done with it at about 12.30a.m. Oh, my uncle was watching the World Cup. Sorry, I've no interest whatsoever in this year's World Cup because my favourite team wasn't qualified. *Bleah* I went to sleep after that.

The Meeting@Wheelock's Coffee Bean - was sick that day. Boo.

Chris was the one who suggested meeting to discuss our projects. I was sick and he said this would be a good idea, to settle some of the project and wouldn't make us so stressed out. As I said earlier, we're the only ones in the group, thus, all the task we're supposed to complete are doubled. Don't ask why-lah. I hate to repeat myself.

So, at Wheelock Place, I was kind of lost because I didn't realised that it has two freaking Coffee Bean. I walked all the way to the Office Tower to ask the security guard where's the other Coffee Bean near the carpark was, as said by Chris. I was beginning to get irritated actually because I was sick with the stupid runny nose, a bloody headache and deprived from sleep. I'm like a Zombie, well almost. And I was against the idea of going out. Because I looked fucked up and sloppy. *Sighs* Chris insisted, so yeah just agreed. Since it's for the damn project's sake. Oh well, at last found him after walking here and there, searching high and low.

While at the Coffee Bean, I saw some familiar n.y.d.c. staffs whom I saw at the Annual Dinner and Dance thing. Ha-ha! The Retro Queen with her fiance. And I saw the Big O manager too whom I recognised. Ha-ha, they don't recognise me-lah.

Chris went to buy the ice-blended. I know I'm not supposed to drink cold stuff. I need coffee and double shot of expresso added to it. It'll at least keep me awake for like till midnight or something. I needed that to do the damn projects.

We discussed and, yeah, discussed till about 5-plus p.m. We ended the discussion, went to Big O to show him the cake called G-spot. He couldn't believe there was such a cake. We headed to n.y.d.c. and met Ah Boy. He's working in the kitchen like he always did. I didn't see Sue anywhere, probably her off-day. Chris and I parted ways, he went to meet his friends while I went to n.y.d.c. Heeren (again) to give Hab her t-shirt she bought from the Storm thing when she went clubbing.

I walked all the way to Heeren. It's a weekend, of course it's packed. Duh.

n.y.d.c. is still n.y.d.c. - I miss the crazy staffs, sadly, most of 'em left.

On my way to the coldside, I saw Jumeni, the makcik of Hotside.

The stereotype of a makcik is usually bechok (talkative) and loves gossiping (most of the time it's true-lah). Oh well, that's his forte. With Kak Jah, the Screaming Demon, they're the ultimate tag-team. I usually try to avoid him but he's exceptionally nice to me, baking me pizza, giving me soup with crutons, and preparing me sandwiches. Till Zen got jealous. Of course I share all the food with everybody-lah. I don't know why but he's just too nice to me. I wonder if there's something behind all that kindness? Aiyo. Scary.

We talked a little while at the coldside window with Hab, she was on duty with Husaini. Ok, I honestly missed working with them and crapping with them about stupid stuffs. She promised to 'open bottle' for me on my birthday, perhaps next year I will celebrate it at MoS or something. Then she can open a dozen bottle for me till I go drunk. Ok, maybe I should stop thinking about drinking. It's Bad! Bad! Bad!

I left and went to the 7-Eleven to get something I shouldn't buy in the first place - Absolut Vodka. I know I've been a bad girl lately, I just need a break from the stress. The stress of tight deadlines and a lot of workload simply driving me to IMH. Lack of sleep, craving for Green Tea and having weird imaginations. All the little symptoms of depression. Lol.

Re-enactment of what happened at 7-Eleven:

I was queue-ing for my turn at the 7-Eleven cashier, and when it was my turn I was excited to get my sinful poison. So..

Me: Excuse me, can I have the Absolut Vodka - the vanilla flavour?

7-Eleven Cashier: Erm, this one? (pointing to the small bottle.)

Me: Yeah, That one. How much? (Me, taking out money to pay the cashier)

Then the other cashier at the other side whispered to the cashier who was serving me. She, then, turned to me and smiled.

7-Eleven Cashier: Excuse me miss, can I see your ID for verification?

Me: My passport can? (I handed my passport to her.)

7-Eleven Cashier: Yeah sure. (She looked at it and said..) It's S$7.95, sorry for the trouble, huh. Just checking if you're legal or not.

And after that, she gave me my Absolut baby with two hands and smiled.

7-Eleven Cashier: Thank you! See you again.

After I left that 7-Eleven, I thought to myself, 'Am I that young for them to check IDs? Ok-lah fair enough, I am 18 anyway. Lol.' I'm like fucking legal-lah. But I do look older than my age. At least I thought so.

So I happily put my Vodka into my bag. All I needed was Coke, Sprite or 7-up, whatever that I could drink the Absolut with. I need it so much. Lol. I do sound desparate right? But yeah, that's how I felt that time. Desperate for Vodka.

I took the MRT from the Somerset station, strolling and watching the people rushing into the train. It was freaking packed anyway and I hate squeezing in between people especially during a hot day where you could smell people's sweaty armpits in such a confined space. Claustrophobic-lah.

I decided to wait for the next train and sat at one of the seats near the gate number 16.

After the train left, I realised that I've to wait for another 7 minutes for another train. So long? Ha-ha! At least I could use the time taking pictures.. *Grins*

I love taking trains to Marina Bay then to Woodlands, let's just say I want to get a nice seat in the damn train.

While waiting for the train, I watched people - couples, families and Lone Rangers alighting and boarding the train. Lol.

Quite a high human traffic. People shopping and yeah, more shopping. The Great Singapore Sale's here.

I don't see the hype about shopping, really. Especially to buy something I don't need. Like a waste, right? Just because it's cheap and thought maybe it's of a good use in future, you'll buy. Doesn't make sense to me. Such a waste of money. Might as well give the money to me because I know what to do with it, ha-ha!

Nothing better to do, took this and wondered why everything contains the number 4 in them. Even the gate number; 4 X 4 = 16.

The train arrived, quite packed but the crowd reduced as most of 'em alighted at City Hall. There, I've my seat. Ha-ha! Sick Zila is happy. *Smiles*

My poison.. Absolut Vanilla. I'm going to enjoy this little bottle.

The bottle is so cute! I thought of collecting all the flavours - Absolut Original, Citrus, Grape, Raspberry.. the list goes on. It contains 40% alcohol. Damn! Like it'll burn your throat if you gulp it up just like that. Oh, I tried before. Result? Bad throat inflammation for a damn week.

I've the whole deck to myself.

Waited for four fucking minutes at Marina Bay.

The train stopped at Marina Bay for like 4 minutes (number 4 again.) and yeah when it reaches the City Hall interchange, people came swarming in like bees.

I reached home safe and sound, changed, turn on the air-con and slept like a baby till like 8-plus p.m. and of course I continued with my work on my laptop. It's never-ending I tell ya..

24 June - Idle, and Hell continues..

I was forced in to continue with the projects! Oh well, I've been doing some research and found this article quite useful for our Entrepreneurship project. Wanted to show it to Chris but I was too lazy to load it from my digital cam. Ha-ha! I couldn't find the cable-lah.

This article was about Steaks, where to get the best steak in town and bla, bla, bla. Hard Rock Cafe and Jack's Place were mentioned being one of the favourite spots to enjoy steaks because of the price and ambience and most importantly, the taste! I used the title as the caption in our project proposal's advertising brochure. Ha-ha, oh well..

25 June - the midnight SEMBAWANG BEACH Party.

This is the day where that Asshole threatened me. The police was called - for real. Don't think I don't dare. And yeah, he provoked me to leave the room to face him. Oh I did! I provoked him back! I provoked him to hit me if he dared - straight to the face. Before the police arrived, I must make myself looked like I've being somewhat threatened and abused, I did what I'd to do - cry. Lol.

I told the police my story. Actually, a lot more happened that day and the day before which caused me to change all my bedsheets and pillowcases. Jijik siol. Yeah, a lot more happened, only those I trusted knew about it. Ok, what happened is summarised into three words - Free Live Porn. Not me of course! I did no such thing! It's the Asshole with the Bitch (whom you saw in the censored photo). I've should take some photos for evidence-lah. To think again, I'll get nightmares looking at them. *Face turns green* I'm glad I didn't. Oh well, after the incident, I felt that the whole house must be blessed once again.

After the police left, I escaped to the Sembawang beach, to meet my neighbours living two blocks away from mine. The second son's birthday and it was celebrated at the beach, BBQ and all. Yeah, with the tents too. My mom came but slept after that on the canvas laid on the floor by Ajid. Oh, did I mentioned about this sweet guy? His real name is Yazid and he's 20 years old - and yes, he's single, baby!

Before I went to the beach with them, I forgot something and he accompanied me to my flat so that I could take my stuff (yeah, the Asshole was there still). He's so sweet. Yeah, he even cooked for the brother's birthday. I mean he's so capable and sweet. I wouldn't say he's cute because I think Chris is cuter, ha-ha! Lol. Let's see what he cooked, hmm.. the BBQ chicken, the fried noodle, the Nasi Lemak, what else? I can't remember but I remembered eating them happily. Lol. The birthday boy is Elfie. He's 13 years old that day. A sweet boy too, just like the brother.

Elfie and his mom, Mami Ros. This is taken at about 4a.m. as all of them didn't sleep. Including me. See their tired eyes from the fun they had in the day.

I can't sleep so I went to stroll around with my digital cam to take the calm scenery of the beach and also to watch people fishing at the jetty. It was nothing much to see but the ships nearby really brightened the place up.

The sea looked calm and collected. The sea level began to rise - plus the drizzle. It's cold out here. Brrrr...

Nothing of the sort - All are 'decent' people fishing here at the jetty.

To the jetty.. the planks are widely spaced, little feet could be stucked in there.

A menacing-looking ship. Huge. To Brazil I think. Lol. *Grins*

The two guys asked me to sit with them while Wan sang and Ajid strummed his guitar. Ajid (with guitar) and Wan (in yellow Adidas tees) - the guy whose going to be engaged to Ajid's 18-year old sister.

At about 7a.m. it began to rain, we cleaned up the place and yeah waited for the lorry to take us back. We waited for about an hour. All of us are obviously drenched in the rain. Yeah I had fun with all of them, I recognised Ajid's second sister being in the same school as me; she's two years my junior. Oh well, it's a small world.

29 June - The Presentation day.

It was the day I dreaded most! Presentation. *Bleah* The worst part was Ms Theresa went to invite some year one students to see how we're to present our proposal. I really hated it. Honestly. The best bit was only Chris and I were to present our business proposal while the rest had like 4-5 members in a group. When our turn, we kind of fumbled. Fuck, it felt really weird because only the both of us, all eyes were on us, thanks to those who don't listen but I was like having this phobia of standing in a large crowd, talking about serious stuffs. The judges? Our lecturers for Computer Graphics and Animation. Fuck school - Just have to agree with Chris sometimes. And to make things worst, you know who did what and invited who with whom. *Sighs* Enough said.

30 June - At Ministry of Sound ~ It was so fucking awkward!

I won a free VIP pass to Ministry of Sound. So as to kind of celebrate the end of hell [read: presentations] and I invited Chris to go, kind of have fun and 'destress' from the hectic school schedules. Lol it didn't happen, instead we felt utterly awkward being there. Firstly, it's SMOOVE, a Hip Hop night. And Chris, being an avid Metal fan, obviously don't like Hip Hop. Lol. I forgot about that actually. Oh well, I thought there're other rooms which would be opened but no, only the Main Arena and 54. Sucks isn't it? Ok, we kind of like went up and down in search of the perfect place to chill.

We went to 54 - the Retro room, waited till Chris finishes his kretek and left. 45 minutes or so in Ministry of Sound. A very awkward moment. I mean it's a Thursday night, not many people party. Yeah mostly were the working people chilling after work. Maybe because I was dressed differently than usual. Or there's just not enough company. I think it's the latter. Oh well, we went to the MacDonald's at Liang Court. I ate a very late dinner and off we go. Rather a boring night. So I reached home, felt bored and snapped a picture. My mom's not home by the way, so it's double boring.

*Ehem* called and asked me where I've been because he waited at my block. I told him I went to MoS, and he became pissed. At first when I asked him, he said he don't like MoS. When I go there, he's pissed. I already told him I'm going with a friend, he said ok and now he's like this. Headache-lah. Not as if I go fuck somebody in MoS or something, right? *Sighs* Whatever.

1 July - Fucking BORED at home, with a damn sore throat - thinking of him.

I had a terrible sore throat so I presented myself with this huge bottle of 'Gui Hua' Green Tea. I didn't go out that day, just stayed home to rest and watch Hndi movies on the television. Still pissed with him, so I didn't call or reply his sms-es. I think he knew about Yazid from a friend. If you live in Woodlands, it's a small world, some people whom you have no idea who suddenly knows you because you're kind of related to this or that person. It's fucked up-lah because whenever I'm bored and *ehem* working, I go to Yazid's house to chill and joked with his mom. I've nothing with this Yazid guy, he's just a friend. Even his sisters thought I liked him. Wtf? If I'm nice doesn't mean I like the person till to that extend. Just like him as a friend, nothing more. I'm only faithful to one person and that's *ehem*.

Wondered why I don't talk about *ehem* in this blog or even reveal his name here? I just hate the feeling that the people he knew would want to get to know me, thus, kind of report to him about my whereabouts. If some of the readers happened to read my blog and if I only write about the both of us only and nothing else, no one really want to read about our stories. It's too damn cliched. And his ex-girlfriends might hate me too. This happened in some blogs, the ex-es condemning the blogger after knowing the guy abandoned the latter or broke up with her so as to be with the blogger. Some hacked into the bloggers' account to take revenge. *Sighs*

I don't want that to happen to me, here in this humble blog of mine - though we've another personal blog which was for the both of us. *Ehem* reads my blog too (I told him not to tag because he's capable of tagging rubbish.), he knows if I think this guy or that guy's cute or whatever. Both of us kind of have an on and off relationship during this one year. For five months we're together and then I called it off. And then he missed me and wanted to start all over and yeah, all the 'rintangans' I've to go through with him. As usual. During our separation, he knew I like a guy from school, that's why he was jealous and chased me back and asked to be given a chance. So I did because deep inside I still love him and can't forget him.

If you're wondering where I first met him, it's a small world in Woodlands, we always somehow bumped into each other everytime. But I just noticed him just like that, nothing serious. But then on 18 June last year, we met again because of a friend's barbeque at Changi. We're just glad to meet again as it's really a small world. Then, I was still with the 'F' guy. 'F' is a sweet and decent guy, whom I knew the sister as my good friend. On 20 June, the day I really meet *ehem* and we got to know each other better and yeah, *ehem* knows 'F' as we're all in the same school. 'F' loves me but he felt that this *ehem* was the cause of the end of our relationship. Wtf? I didn't even flirt with *ehem* when we're still friends. *ehem* was the one when he knew me and 'F' are no longer together. 'F' cheated on me - I caught him red-handed. I was devastated and *ehem* was the one there when I needed someone. He was there to console me. And everything just happens. We're together.

*ehem* said I'm like his teddy bear. Lol. Some called me Marshmallow and he called me Teddy Bear? Lol. I remembered when I first went riding with him, I was really nervous and was afraid to hug him. I remembered that he loved to make a really steep bend and jam-break suddenly, like jerk-jerk the bike, just to make me scared and so I'd hug him. He's both cute and sweet, I simply love his gorgeous smile. Ha-ha, ok we do have our ups and downs. *ehem* knows a lot of people, thus, people know me too. I hate being too comercialised; wherever I go, people know who I am. I know that *ehem* have some ex-girlfriends who were jealous seeing him happy with someone else, that's why I said I don't mention his name or even put his picture here. I did put on my MSN though, but some of my guyfriends got jealous. Lol. I don't see the need to get jealous, you know.

He rides, he smokes, he drinks - his favourite poison is Jack Daniel's. I told him to cut down on the drinking and smoking. I know when he drinks, he will get naughty very easily. If he smokes, he can't stop. So I motivated him to cut down and hopefully stop doing all that. He's my motivation and comfort, that's why I loved him so much - because of his patience and because he doesn't care about my flaws and how sucky I looked when I meet him. It's hard to find someone who accepts your flaws and doesn't judge you.

The arguements was unavoidable, I told him about Yazid and all but he just can't accept that I spent more time with Yazid's mom because she's one of my closest neighbours anyway. He thought I go to his house for him, not for the mom. I trusted him on his own but he didn't trust me. There's nothing I could say so I avoided Mami Ros's house since.

It sounds stupid, I know. I didn't let him control my life, I just tried to avoid arguements that's all. So, to make myself feel better, I got myself a huge bottle of green tea to enjoy - at least to keep my mind off things.

I had this Green Tea for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Say I'm crazy but it's true. It's my comfort drink. My comfort food? Chocolates.

3 July - me and HIM: It's Over!

I just can't accept it. He lied and cheated on me. All along he said I cheated on him but at last who did? He did. And I saw it. I went to Causeway Point to run some errands for my mom. Never did I expect that he was out with another girl, I was devastated and of course I was damn upset. I went up to them as they were walking at Esprit boutique area. His reaction? Shocked and speechless. He can't run away already. I saw the girl who was behaving so intimately with him. Of course he can't say that she's just a friend, right? Any girl would know that. I held back my tears and said Hi, just like a friend bumping into another friend. I stared at him and looked at the girl and asked if both of them are together. Well, she said YES! Oh my God. I was cheated all along! He can't cheat me any longer since I saw him with the girl behaving intimately. I said, "Heyy. Aah (looking at him), long time no see since you graduated." He just gave me a weak smile. Then, I left. I was too emotional to say anything else. I mean if you're in my place, you'll be really disappointed and betrayed. I trusted him all along and this is what I got in return? Only God knows how my heart wanted to scream.

I left after I had to do what I was supposed to do. He called me later to tell me he was sorry. Oh why? Because he's the sexually-active kind of person and I totally against that. I told him I don't want any of that. He thought I don't love him enough. Since when loving someone means you must have sex with them? Huh? Only jerks think like that, I didn't expect him to be like one of those jerks who thinks that way. I was wrong. Damn wrong. I was really disappointed, no words could explain that disappointment. I'm just too fucked up and sad to say anything.

The only song which could explain how I felt was this song titled 'Tika Dan Saat Ini' by Medicine. Of course it's a Malay song-lah.

Tika begini mencari-cari

Sebuah cinta hilang

Saat begini ternanti-nanti

Bayangmu sayang...

Bertanya-tanya pada sang bunga

Mengapa layu jua

Bertanya-tanya dihujung rindu

Kau pun berlalu

Ku ulangi pertemuan

Walau hanya mendakap sisa cinta

Bersama rindu yang terdampar

Saat ini aku sendiri menangisi

Pemergianmu kekasih

Dan cuba memujuk rindu

Yang pedih tercalar

Di sudut ingatanku

Airmataku kau renang bahagia

Tika begini aku sendiri

Kau menyepikan diri

Saat begini kau padu janji

Kasih yang baru

Kumasih sendiri...

It sort of explains how I felt. No one really knew about this - not even my mom or siblings - except some people. I don't wish to tell them either. It's just too painful, but I managed to hide all that pretty well in front of people. And I listened to more Metal music to forget about him. Now in my list are Dimmu Borgir, Morbid Angel and more of Deicide and Cradle of Filth. Wee wee. I think I need my Absolut.

4 July - Went to meet the Office people.

I went back to school on Tuesday, I went to the office to hand in some forms and yeah, not so surprised to see the school ever so empty. Who actually wanted to stay in school on the holidays? Ok-lah I saw some Co-op students in the Co-op shop doing some stock-taking and reshuffling of the items in there. So when school reopens, expect to see the newly arranged shelves and cashier counter.

I went in to the office and yeah, it's the same old people doing their day jobs in there. The administration clerks handling students matters. I went in and settled whatever I had to and left, took out my digital cam and snapped some pictures for those who missed the school so very-the much.

Remembering our first meeting place - the level one lift. *Sighs* forget about it-lah. It's all a distant memory already. Nothing much to say, let the pictures do the talking, yeah?

The foyer - path leading to the Canteen, our Lockers (which we hardly use).

The same view of the sky - don't know why I love looking at this place at this angle.

The natural habitat of our Class Advisor - the Mangkuk. *Sighs* You know, I know.

Walking to the Canteen, the place is ever so empty. Wish that every school day is like this. No Mats, No Minahs lurking around here, flirting with each other like some dumb-ass.

Some of the crap notices being pinned up like toilet paper. Thank God it's taken down or else I'll rip 'em off like I always did.

The Canteen was beyond par. Very dirty and dusty and all, it's less than a week and the dust accumulated was like for a month. Litters here and there, I can't imagine that the people from the Headquarters could stand eating their home-cooked food there. The ambience itself was very unwelcoming. Sheesh!

Went to the toilet to wash my hands for the railings at the stairs were too dirty. Behind every smile, there's always sorrow. Don't think I smile just because I'm happy. Other times, I smile because I'm sad. And no one figured that. I know I sucked in this picture. But so what? Who cares. You care? Give me an endorsement then.

Ha-ha! Students here definitely break this one Ultimate rule of ITE and yes, this happens in the school compound. Lol.

Finally OUT! But I missed the damn bus!

I can live on a diet of hope. In fact I did for a few weeks - hoping the school project would just disappear, everything's cancelled and no school for a year, yey! Yeah right. *Bleah*

There's this guy who alighted the bus. I'm not alone. He's ok-lah not so cute like Chris or sweet like Yazid. He was holding on to his instrument, I-don't-know-what.

He was looking here and there, oh well, I was listening to Dimmur Borgir (this kind of music somewhat makes me really satisfied, sounded like they're screaming for me. Lol, I'm crapping, I know.) I secretly took this picture because I can't stop laughing at his expression looking here and there, I don't know if it's because of the people mysteriously appeared out of nowhere or because of waiting for the damn bus. Ha-ha! I took this while sitting at the other end of the bus stop, and successfully snapped his picture with his face looking like that and without him knowing. Muahaha... *evil laughter*

I don't know how come this photo appeared in my digital camera.

I took a bus to Harbourfront, hoping to go to the Mall there but then I changed my mind and headed home because I was needed at Yazid's house. It was urgent so yeah, I went back to help.

At the Harbourfront MRT Station. The security guards were looking at me snapping this picture. When I tapped my card they're like checking on me to see if I carry anything suspicious. Lol.

Took the escalator. Again, empty station.

I was like waiting at Platform B-lah, I didn't realised the notice at the screen till I took this picture and zoomed my digital lenses. The Platform B was closed, not surprising. Lol.

Destination: Dhoby Ghaut - Approximate time: 10 minutes.

In less than three minutes, the train arrived.

I took the couple's seat and got comfortable before I secretly hid my digital cam to take the photo of the other side of the train. Had to wait for another four minutes before this train departed.

This blonde-ponytailed uncle came in and smiled at me, being polite, I smiled back. He sat there and knowing I was with my digital cam, he shied his face away from my sight. Ha-ha! Fucking funny.

Nothing better to do. Blur pun blur-lah.

The train reached the Dhoby Ghaut MRT, it was quite packed. Quite a heavy human traffic there as it's one of the main interchange for the North-East line and the North-West line, thus, the 'sesak-ness'. Ha-ha! I said earlier that I loved taking train to the Marina Bay, so this few pictures of the train looks empty.

Empty. Empty. Empty.

Who actually take the trains from Marina Bay? You?

I reached Woodlands, took the bus to Yazid's house and helped his sisters to settle something and then had a very long, personal talk with his mom. Oh, it was really funny, we talked about what you don't usually talk to your own mother. I mean serious girl talk and all explicit and stuffs. I can't believe that we're having that kind of conversation. I didn't sleep or go home till the next day at 7 a.m. when all of her kids were to go to school. I'm on school holiday so it doesn't matter. I slept till noon once I reached home.

(To be continued... in Part 2.)

Where have the Brown Marshmallow gone? - for A FREAKIN' MONTH, that is! -- Part 2.

2006-07-17T00:57:00.000+08:00

(Continued from Part 1.)

6 July - Became a Tourist for two freakin' hours!

I got another free Ministry of Sound VIP pass from MoS - again! I didn't have anyone in mind to go with since I really didn't have the mood to go clubbing, but I thought I just chill in there since I knew that it's a Thursday and not many people there. The free VIP pass would go to waste if I don't go right? After which I planned to go around Clarke Quay like someone drunk and wasted. Yeah I know. That Ass sms-ed me. I didn't answer. Called a lot of times, still I didn't pick up. No one knows why I liked to put my mobile phone to silent mode - it's because of that cheating Ass-lah. He caused me to do that. Now, I feel that I should just change my mobile number again.

Oh well. I know my pictures for the last few days was so freaking boring, so I've decided to go to Boat Quay. Yeah-lah, always pictures about the school, bus stop near the school and the boring one is the MRT! I know, I know! Ok, so I went to become a Tourist for an hour at Boat Quay. Equipped with my digital cam, notebook and a pen, my SIA Holidays bag and myself, off I go..

My sister-lah, she forgot her stuffs and asked me to pass it to her at Raffles Place MRT. Met her at around evening and we set off to Boat Quay. The walk was quite far, passing by Raffles City, some expensive restaurants and took the River Valley bridge (yeah I think so.) Oh well, we walked till the entrance of Asian Civilisation Museum in which after that we say our goodbye-s and parted. That was the beginning of my journey as a tourist - for like two hours?

I actually needed this time alone, to have some personal time to reflect and rest my mind and to be myself. Yes! Be myself! Ha-ha, after what happened I really need the time alone. Don't ask why-lah, please. Enjoy the pictures ok? Stop whining, at least I enjoyed looking at the pictures and yeah, I kind of jot down some things about the places in my handy dandy notebook! Wee wee.

ALL PICTURES HERE WAS TAKEN BY ME - NOT FROM THE INTERNET. dUh!

Note: I DON'T USE FLASH when taking photos, my digital cam's ISO's 400, thus, the natural brightness. I'm not really good with words or describing the places, so hopefully the pictures would somehow speak for me. Some terms I use might be inappropriate for the respected places. Pardon me for that. Correct me if you must.

Reached this Indochine@Empress Place. It's a great location with a nice view of the Singapore River. You must check out the place. Ok, the food is expensive for people like me who spend like only S$30+ when dining. But I tell ya, the food's delicious - a fusion of 70% Vietnamese, Laotian and Cambodian specialties plus 30% Western cuisines such as burgers and sandwiches. This place is frequented by tourist, expats and of course Business people. They give you generous tips if you provide exceptional service to them, sometimes if they're in a good mood and likes you - kaching$$! in your face. It's a very shophisticated place indeed.

One of the Indochine outlets which I liked. There's some liquor costing about more than S$100 for a serving in a glass, like wtf? I could get a whole bottle of the huge Absolut with that. The cocktails are normal-lah. It's some Remy Martin XO, the Premium one, the regular VSOP is definitely cheaper. Sheesh! I mean, who would spend till that much for a glass? The rich and wasted? Yeah, think so. *Visualising them spending money like burning hell notes.*

The view of Indochine from the side. Some guy (I think the Chef of Indochine) was squatting among the greens and having his cigarette break. Ha-ha! He was watching me.

The Fullerton Hotel, located at One Fullerton. Yeah, excellent ambience; great alfresco setting. Colonial-like infrastructures like this could still be seen in the modern day Singapore.

At Fullerton, people could have the taste of local Singaporean food like our Rojak, Chicken Rice, Chilli crab and whatever [Think: Local food] and hell yeah, it cost like err.. S$20 for a decent plate of Hainanese Chicken Rice, no? Yeah. But the service is, oh I tell you! It's the best, like none other. They also have some pastry and cake shop which serves some of the best cheesecakes in town. I'm not sure of it but I read it somewhere. It costs more but it's all worth it. It's advisable if you take-out because dining in, you've to pay for the service and ambience. Soo..

I remembered when working at n.y.d.c. Heeren, Rico, the shift leader/supervisor of n.y.d.c. Wheelock bought two packets of Hainanese Chicken Rice (One packet for himself and the other one for the Screaming Demon) from the Meritus Mandarin (near Orchard Cathay Cineleisure) for like S$15 a packet! I'm like 'wtf? the S$3 white chicken rice from the Cathay Cineleisure's food court tastes better, not dry and the chicken's more tender.' No kidding but it's true. I think he had too much money till don't know what to do-lah. Lol.

Briefly of how the look of the place where I was standing. Some people was seen 'lepak-lepak' there at the concrete seats. And I was standing there watching them being idle.

I love looking at the architectural structure, and restaurants plus writing reviews about them. A sudden interest which started a few years ago. It really helps me to know about the places better. Well, Singapore is so small but as a Singaporean, I don't really go these places at all. Sad, right? Ok-lah, I'd be lying if I said I never been there, I mean I just pass by the place but don't really go there to know the place or spend time at the place. I just pass by the place and forget about it. If I spent time at the place (like this one), I'd definitely remember the place and yeah, I won't get lost easily in future. Lol.

The place was clean and windy, perfect at night if you people want to 'memotek' because at night it won't be so bright.. you know what I mean? Huh? Huh? Ok. I've been there so I know-lah. Not-so perfect if like around 8p.m. plus. If a little later around 10p.m., you can sit (where the Ang-Mo was sitting) and watch the busy shop houses at the other side of the river and talk about our lives. [Oh my God! I'm actually tearing as I typed this. I'm emo-ing on my laptop! NOOooo!] Ha-ha! I'm over-reacting, but really, this place kind of bring back the old times with HIM. *Sighs* Some things are hard to forget. You know, I know. Let's not elaborate further, shall we?

While strolling by, walking near the railings, I looked into the river (I suddenly developed this phobia and a kind of hallucination that I'll fall into the river). The water is somewhat polluted. Imagine it to be littered with the old-fashioned cassette tape wrapper? Oh my God, Singapore is so advanced already-lah and we use DVD already. Even the regular CD is almost obsolete, what more cassette tapes? I don't think we're still using them anymore (talking about the majority here.) Other litters which could be seen were the dried leaves, forgiven-lah, the trees shed their leaves what? Yeah, so and the regular plastic bags, being abandoned in there too.The river needs a serious cleaning once in a while. The litters will eventually choke the drains and stuck to the boats' propellers which will cause the boats to malfunction and... Choy, choy. *Touches the wooden table.*

So far, nothing weird or mysterious-lah - No, no, no dead bodies in black garbage bags boggling up and down in the river.

I walked and enjoyed the view and turned around to see Indochine. I was so impressed with the alfresco setting at the upper deck, I was staring at it for a moment. I even saw a ballroom, so cool! I wish I could dine in there. Insyallah. I heard the Thai Tom Yam is great, I'd love to try it someday though.

Really cool alfresco setting, I think the front is the Bar Opiume.

This caught my eye: It's really interesting to see this. Let's make a skit, shall we?

Let's name the characters:

MAIN

The guy squatting on 2 sacks of I-think-it's-rice and looked like he's holding an abacus and counting with his fingers - TAUKE.

The guy in uniform wearing a hat, sitting on 2 sacks of I-think-it's-rice - JOHN (must have English name-lah because I think he's English from the colonial times.)

EXTRAS

The guy with plated ponytail - SOONG

The guy with turban and looked somewhat malnourished - SINGH

I'm quite puzzled because I've been thinking why isn't there ANY MALAYS? Ha-ha! Ok, I've made some logical judgements here but it's not necessarily true, yeah. A malay during that time, especially the guys, don't have any long hair - ~~SOONG~~, don't wear turbans - ~~SINGH~~, don't really go to school nor are good in Maths - ~~TAUKE~~, don't wear any darn uniform or don a damn hat (during that time) - ~~JOHN~~. Soo.. I think there're lack of Malays during that time or the Malays are just not educated enough to do this kind of thing. Lol. No offence, I'm a Malay too. Err.. well Javanese-malay.

Ok, ok enough crapping now, let's get back to the skit.

Scenerio: Near the port (the Singapore River used to be a port, what? Duh.) where the ships loaded and unloaded stuffs from China, India, Indonesia etc.

JOHN came up to the TAUKE.

JOHN: Oh g'day, I'm John and I'd like to buy four sacks of rice and have them delivered to the Government Hill by noon.

TAUKE: Ooo Lohn ar, four rice ar? (showing the four fingers to John) Gahmen Hill, at 2 can?

Looking at SOONG and SINGH, TAUKE called them.

TAUKE: Aik, aik. (using simple hand signals to tell them what to do.)

TAUKE did some mathematics using his abacus and his fingers.

JOHN feeling awkward being there, stood up and told SOONG and SINGH something before he walked off.

JOHN: Do a good job and promptly deliver the goods, I'll reward you handsomely.

SOONG and SINGH, knowing no English, just nodded in oblivion and continued to carry the load to and fro from the ship.

I think this is how it goes-lah, how true it is I'm not sure. All I know is that this might be the likely scenerio but then again, isn't it rude and disrespectful to be sitting or squatting on rice, which is food? I mean if he feels that the ground was too hot, he has a pair of slippers for fuck's sake. Ha-ha, and the SOONG and SINGH don't even have any footwear to begin with and they're like walking up and down the ship to carry the load. I don't think they complained even. *Sighs* And both of them looked like they're malnourished as their body really looked lean and their legs looked like they're made of wire. Smoke too much of the O-thing and worked too hard maybe?

Aah, was that how the Bar Opiume of the Indochine came about, huh? Maybe? Maybe.

I walked a little further and found this, Q Bar. A very cute bar which sits there very peacefully. The seats are very comfortable and of course, the alfresco setting. No restaurant, bar or anything would want to miss the alfresco especially when it's facing the Singapore River. It was quite empty during that time of the day. But at night, it's quite happening, I like the feel inside of the bar the most.

The velvety leather seats, oh, can I bring one home?

The Museum which I wanted to visit but didn't went to visit though it's free entry - the Asian Civilisation Museum. More of the colonial-que buildings.

I wanted to enter the museum but then I knew that if I do just that, it'll take me in there till like almost 8p.m. before I leave the place. But I planned to go there another day. I really want to see museums, I love looking at artifacts and learning something from it. The museum provides free guided tours, that's so cool! I mean there's in English, Chinese and in Japanese too? Wow. While looking at the ACM post, I saw something else. And that's..

MEN ON TRISHAWS?!

Yeah, uncles on trishaws cycling the tourist around town, I think they're not the heavy kind of people [read: like me].

Ha-ha! I hope they're paid well because they do need at least a weekly massage for straining their seasoned muscles during the day, cycling the tourists around town. Waa! I can almost feel how aching that'll be. Imagine the tourist asking them to cycle faster than their limit? And the tourist weighing more than the uncles? Oh my God. That's like driving them to the next slot in the obituaries. Why I said becha' Marathon? Because they're like racing and blasting some off-bit and tacky music, I-don't-know-what, but one thing I know was that the music was so very-the apek-apek kind which is hard to describe.

After that I turned around.. and Sir Stamford Raffles looking at me. Not really, he's dead anyway. Just his statue, made out of what? Plaster of Paris? Think so-lah. Oh well, from where I was standing, he looks pretty good with the background looking so colonial and Chinese with the modern skyscrapers. But when looked closely..

When looked closely, he reeked with much dirt and bird shit! Oh my God, he's what? R-E-S-P-E-C-T-E-D, huh?

The people cleaned the area around the statue but not the statue itself, ha-ha! Can't really depend on the rain-lah. It's pretty useless to wait for the rain to wash it off because our rain is not like some showerhead with the jet thingy. It ain't gonna happen, man.

Nothing's really weird but if you noticed, all the trees are traveller's palm. Traveller's Palm? Get the drift? Aah, let your imaginations run wild.

While near the river, I saw boats speeding across the river like no one's business. I know it's the tourism thing.. I call them Happy Boats because all seemed cheerfully cruising the river. *PriiiiTT! PriiiiTT!*

Yes, there's River Cruise, each cost S$12 for adults and half that price for a child. Quite ok-lah if you love having the wind blowing against your face at about 80km/hr for about 20 minutes around the Singapore River. If you do, this thing is for you.

I saw this perfect view - I really find solace looking at this. Oh, I love it!

The view of the other side was really calming. Imagine standing at this side of the river looking at the other side, which seems like they're busy running their business, but have no idea what's actually going on. Ok, I'm confused. Ha-ha!

Just saw this family of three - the mom, dad and daughter - grinning as the boat sped through the river, looking all happy and hugging each other. One happy family on a holiday.

After I had enough looking at the river with the boats cruising the river, I decided to walk much further. I took out my handy dandy notebook to jot down some stuff while walking, some random guy on the bicycle rode past and waved at me like I'm some tourist. He said in his Singlish accent, "Halo Halo, welcome to Singapore!" I mean seriously. Ha-ha! Quite a funny sight actually.

The Parliament House (went inside before actually during some school excursion) - where I was stopped by the Police. Do I look like some terrorist? I doubt so. I didn't dress to kill or dress to impress. Just casually dressed with nothing really suspicious.

I was jotting down something and holding my digital cam, after which I took a couple of shots (those above). As I was looking at the barrier and kind of dancing and twirling around, this one police guy, a Mat, came out from his post. At first I thought he was just going outside to do his routine rounds but never did I expect to have him coming up to me. Wtf? I was like, "Oh shit! What did I do? What did I do?" But I managed to remain calm and composed.

POLICE MAT: Excuse me? Are you Muslim?

ME: Ya, I am. Why?

POLICE MAT: Assalamualaikum. I'm (he mentioned his name but I forgot what). Which country are you from?

ME: Wa'alaikumsalam. From Singapore-lah.

POLICE MAT: Oh, saya cuma nak tanyer awak, awak video tempat ni ker? [Oh, I just want to ask you, you recording this place?]

ME: Tak-lah, saya ambik gambar jer. Nah, ni dia (went to show the shots I took on my digital cam). Aper salah ker ambik gambar? [No-lah, I took photos only, here it is. Is wrong to take photos?]

POLICE MAT: Tak-lah, (looked nervous, he began to fidget.) tempat ni tak boleh rakam pasal keselamatan punyer hal-lah. Kalau gambar jer takde masalah-lah. [No-lah, this place cannot record because of security reasons. If photos only not a problem-lah.]

ME: *rolls eyes and looked somewhere else* [This don't need translation what.]

POLICE MAT: Lepas ni awak nak pergi mana? Ambik gambar lagi ker? [After this where are you going? Taking more photos is it?]

ME: A'ah. *just ignored him and keep looking at my digital cam, began to walk away.*

POLICE MAT: Assalamualaikum.

ME: Wa'alaikumsalam. (I plugged my ears with earphones and walked off.)

Of course-lah I walked away, you think I still want to hang around there? Hell NO. The police still can ask me some irrelevant questions. I smack him then he know. I mean he needn't know where I was going. Damn irritated by his questions, I walked off to the curb till he's out of sight. Stupid police Mat.

This picture looked really pixelised. It's because I zoomed my digital lenses to the max the resolution wasn't so clear, thus, the effect.

I walked at the other side of the Parliament House, while that, there's a group of policemen alighting the police van and going straight into the side gate of the place. All sort of looked at me as though I'm some suspicious spy. Wtf? Ha-ha! Too paranoid-lah. Am I a fucking tourist? Lol. While walking straight ahead, a very tall and menacing-looking bouncer dressed in black waved at me and smiled, then back to folding his humongous arms. Oh my God, what is the matter with all of the people here?

I passed by a Thai restaurant, something-something Thai, and saw this little black elephant. Some Japanese tourist was snapping photos of it with the family. I just took it in a distance and saw the cute-looking interior of the restaurant. I was really mesmerised by it.

I can't really make out what the words on the statue. But I think it says something about some Thai king/prince/some guy-lah.

I walked further up and crossed the road. Ha-ha! I was going towards the Padang which was facing the Supreme Court (I think, ha-ha!) and strolled along the pathway. A very long pavement indeed.

As I was walking along the pathway and looking at the building at my left, the sight of the building really scares me maybe because I watched true Files too much! *Chokes* Ha-ha! Ok, no, it's because the inside looks dimly lit and empty.

*Stop imagining things, Zila!* The traffic was quite slow-flowing. Perhaps because people returning from work during that time. Bus were jam-packed and yeah, cars flooded the road plus the pollution from the vehicles caused me to have headaches. I can't really help it though.

The traffic caused more cars to slow down, thus, I can actually see who the driver really was in detail and what they and the passengers were doing in there; I was slightly one metre away from the road. So yeah, I was listening to my songs almost full blast because to avoid the honking sound from cars when they got impatient from the slow moving lot. I hate it; it's damn irritating. Seriously.

What pissed me off even further was this Duck Tour bus. Seriously-lah, the day's getting dark and they still touring Singapore. Once it's dark, there's not much to see especially the places which is located a distance away from the road. What caused me to get pissed? The people in it, no offence tourist but I've been a tourist before but not to the extent like them did. They simply like, 'Hello! Hello! Hey! Hey!' at me. Wtf is that? Not being petty-lah but I just wanted to have a quiet walk there, undisturbed and they're like pissed me. The ultimate one was the tour guide's voice from microphone being too loud. Too damn loud! I know it's an outdoor thing but it's too damn loud and the voice of the person being too whiny and it crackled through the speaker. And again the kind of tacky music. Do all tourism thingy in Singapore play that kind of off-bit music. It doesn't sound Singaporean or anything. They, seriously, must consider changing the background music, at least.

The damn DUCK TOUR Bus which passed by.

On my right, it's the Padang. I'm sure people saw the Padang before. Lol. Yeah, they've the Cricket Club or something. It's interesting to watch people play cricket. Usually the Indians and English loved this game.

The game is played with the person hitting the ball with a bat. I'm not sure how this game is played but I've seen my previous secondary schoolmate played it. Ok, imagine if the person who were to bat the ball hit wrongly and the ball sort of ended up at the wrong place? (Mind you, the ball is hard.) Let's say it ended up at someone's crotch. *Ouch!* Yeah, it happens. At MacPherson Secondary School, they've the net specially for cricket practices, in case if the ball were thrown, it won't hit the wrong places or at anyone. But here, in the open, it could hit anywhere especially if the player is not skilled. It could've even hit your mom's new windscreen. *See her reaction after that*

Here's a roll of picture of the Padang and the little-little activities which was held at the Padang.

The view of the Padang from the sidewalk.

It's actually a nice sight, you can see the few great hotels near the Suntec City. Plus the great shopping destinations for those who loved shopping. Can quite say it's a great place for the tourists-lah. The Swiss Hotel is just up ahead. The Conrad, Marina Mandarin and some few other hotels located there. Suntec City, Raffles City Shopping Centre, Marina Square, Millenia Walk and the Esplanade is just walking distance to each other. If the tourist loved to club, they could go to Boat Quay, Clarke Quay where there's Momo, Ministry of Sound and whatever clubs around there. Well, the night life in Singapore is considered fantastic and happening, and of course it's quite safe here.

They've the Singapore Recreational Centre and soccer training at the Padang. If you really have the time, you should check out the various places around there. This is also the place where sometimes the Annual National Day Parade was held. This year, it's not at the Padang.

The Becha' uncles still won't admit defeat!

The trishaw uncle (in green) still going strong for I think more than twenty minutes. Oh my God, I think they're tired but what to do? They just can't tell the tourists to fuck off, right? Ha-ha! Luckily the passengers are not big, not-so bad on their part. Still able to take it-lah.. if kena passengers like me, surely they pengsan after ten minutes, ha-ha!

They don't follow the traffic rules though, at the traffic light showed red light but they just cycled through like nobody's business. They went on at the bus lane where cars are not allowed to drive at that lane during a certain time. They're quite lucky but imagine on other days, with a heavy traffic and they get heavy passengers, ha-ha! Good luck to them as well as the road users. Lol.

Before I crossed the road to end my mini-tour, I took the last look of the path which I've walked. I walked pass a Japanese family with a two kids, a boy about a year old and a cute baby on the stroller, happily walking together. [Believe me, I never experienced this kind of thing as far as I could remember.] I kind of envy people who have a complete happy family. I prayed everytime that hopefully there'll be less divorced cases in this world. (High divorce rate - one of the small signs of the End Times. No kidding. It's written in the Hadith as well as the Qur'an.) Oh well, I really can't do anything about it. But hopefully families stay together and avoid divorce as much as possible. The more divorce, the faster the world ends, people!

Ok, let's get back to what I was saying, yeah I saw Raffles City Shopping Centre - the home of my favourite chocolates, The Chocolate Box. Oh, one day I'll write an article about how they store the chocolates in the store. Surely you would think twice before buying it the next time you see it. By the way, SINS Chocolate and Chocolate Box is from the same family of company and sells practically the same chocolates, but SINS's priced it higher than Chocolate Box, so.. But of course, the pralines tastes great. There's one outlet at Scotts Shopping Centre too, it's located at the old SISTIC counter. For the one at Raffles Shopping Centre, it's located at the basement beside a shop selling just soups. Yeah, as you take the escalator down, you can see the Chocolate Box.

Up ahead I saw the memorial thing, honestly I forgot what it's called. Seriously, is it correct? Memorial Hall? I'm not sure actually. But still can-lah. Ha-ha! It's getting dark anyway so I walked extra fast, ha-ha! Lol.

So it's getting darker, time check: 7.10p.m.

Initially, I wanted to go straight to the MRT, but the CityLink underpass was closed. I tried to go by the other way, which was at the other side, thus, I've to pass the Memorial thingy. Oh yeah, it was kind of empty, but have some construction worker sitting around, resting. I don't give a damn if they're watching me or not, I just go do my thing - snap photos! Wee wee. Ha-ha!

They have the thing in all four languages but I took only the English and Malay because I don't understand the other two! Ha-ha! Make sense?

They've the urn kind of thing in the middle of the tower - and it looked quite scary. There's something engraved on the marble tiles, it's stated that this place was opened by the Prime Minister of Singapore in 1967, during that time I remembered it was our MM LKY being the PM. If I'm not wrong-lah.

So to say this Memorial was dedicated to the people who were killed during the Japanese Occupation between the stated date. What if the person was killed the next day? After the 'expiry date'? Can they still be included in this dedication thing? Ha-ha! I'm crapping. Ok, ok, ok, Zila STOP!

After that, I walked down the stairs and saw some youth sitting around, and there's this guy sitting there just to do the shoe laces of his new sport shoes. Wtf? Ok, and people sitting there to do projects? It's like almost dark, you know. Whatever, I just continued walking and saw another exit to CityLink - another closed! Just demolish this thing-lah, no use having it here, just for show. I went up ahead in search for another exit.

I went towards the other exit from CityLink.

Before leaving, I went to take a last look of Suntec City and the Esplanade - the busy road. Oh yeah, about the Phone Booth thing. You don't know what about it? Ok, go to any phone booth preferbably the ones in Orchard Road. Just get near it. No need to go in, you can smell the booth reeking of urine.

I heard that sometimes people, guys - duh!, when in town are too lazy to find a toilet, they just release themselves in the booth. Seriously. Ha-ha! Sometimes you can't avoid the foul stench of fragmented urine even you're a few metres away. But not all booths are not abused, only selected ones. The not-abused phone booths are known being a temporary love nest. No kidding, I've seen a couple actually like, erm, getting like hot in there. But of course I don't watch them-lah. You think I'm perverted like you? Huh? I happened to walk past. Lol. Ok, in conclusion, phone booths are very useful for the bad reasons, ha-ha, and hopefully people don't shit in phone booths.. *Chokes*

Enough of the phone booths, I went down to the underpass and not surprisingly, saw this. Ironically, some Minahs literally 'relax one corner' to watch some hot, hot, hot eye-candies breakdancing and doing their jackhammer-whatever on the polished floors. Oh well, my friends weren't here doing their thing. All are working, so you can definitely spot them here late night on weekends. The Minahs, as I was saying, was taking up space there and making noise, they're the ones to Get A Life. There's this one guy I saw as I passed by, his breakdance was great and yeah his washboard abs. Wow, Lizah, this is definitely a place for you, *winks*, if anytime you need to wash-wash eyes. Ha-ha! Jo-An, you can find your skaterboy here. Some cute-cute guys here whom you can skateboard with around town. Ha-ha!

Some people use this place for a purpose, like some use it like a rehearsal ground, as to practice their dance routines and stuff. One thing for sure, this place is NOT, I repeat, NOT a place for cheerleading because the floor is too smooth, cheerleading you need the matresses and a firm ground with friction. Who would want to take the trouble to bring matresses here and the whatever bla, bla, bla here just for their cheerleading practice? Huh? Nonetheless, this is a great place to practice - breakdancing being the most popular one.

I just 'make the sardine face' and walk pass the noisy Minahs there. Of course they looked at me-lah, then why d'you think I 'make the sardine face'?

Seen how a sardine's face looked like? Really, really looked like - noticed the expression? Ha-ha, the expression-less and the eyes wide open, fucking funny. I didn't open my eyes that big-lah, luckily I turned up the volume of my MP3 and happily walked away. Dare they provoke me? If they don't have a twisted arm with two backhands after that, then that's not me. Try me.

Took the escalator down and passed by the stores at the CityLink Mall and finally reached the MRT. Finally! Oh, yeah while at the MRT Station, guess who I met? Yes! Sue! Ha-ha, what a co-incidence! I was glad to see her. She just came back from work. We talked till the train arrived, we're going to the East by the way, thus, taking the same train.

When the the train arrived, it was damn packed-lah, Sue wanted to squeezed in but I said lupakan saja-lah. The next train arrived a few minutes later, we chatted. Her destination was to Bedok to meet a friend, while my destination was to Tampines, to meet my aunt and to pass her some stuffs.

While in the train, I got to snap a photo of her! So cute, right? Sue's getting a little chubbier each time I meet her. Happy-lah with her new mobile phone, the Sony Ericsson W810i. As you can see, she's grinning from ear to ear with her new mobile phone.

Sue - a very happy Sony Ericsson mobile phone owner.

Anyway people, Sue was my manager at n.y.d.c. Heeren. She moved to Wheelock's n.y.d.c. A very nice lady to work with too, not like the you-know-who. Ha-ha! Honestly (Sue if you're reading this) I prefer you with short hair, you look cuter. Remember your hair short with the little-little curls? Ha-ha, that one. But it doesn't matter-lah, you're still the same Sue we all know and that's enough, ha-ha! Hope to see you around more often when I drop by n.y.d.c. Wheelock. I don't work at n.y.d.c. anymore but that doesn't mean we should severe all ties we've had, right? Who knows (yes Sue, I'm talking to you, ha-ha) next time when I meet you, I'd be having the same mobile phone as you? Insyallah. Ha-ha.

Maybe I don't really have the phone that I really wanted, that's why I don't feel the same contentment like Sue did. She really wanted the W800i initially but since the W810i came out, it's better to get the latest one, right? So she did. I don't really fancy mobile phones but I do have this fetish for laptops. I love laptops, if I were to get the laptop I'm eyeing on, say the Apple MacBook Pro, I'll be the most happiest person alive. Seriously, and I think Sue felt that way too after getting the mobile phone of her dreams.

I somehow do agree that when we mentioned to get something to replace the old thing, let's say I wanted to get a new MP3 player, my old MP3 somewhat will create problems and sort of merajuk. Seriously, this happens a lot of times. Like suddenly the things at a point in time have feelings, like they know that we'll be replacing them with something newer and better. Hmm, don't you find it weird? I think this things sort of naturally know that they'll be replaced and they haven't even managed to depreciate gracefully. Oh well. Life's mystery.

I enjoyed the chat with Sue and time passed by rather quickly. She alighted and I waited my turn to alight. Briefly, I went to my aunt's place in Tampines to pass her stuffs and around 10.30p.m. I went home. I didn't go to the MoS like Chris suggested but I really had fun that day, becoming a tourist for two hours and meeting Sue. I can always go Ministry of Sound any other day, and get their free VIP passes.

I felt much better, after what happened. I didn't regret breaking up and entering Singlehood again. I'm not the type to sing praises and then condemn the person to the core. Disappointed? Yes. It's useless to cry over spilt milk, I just let it go. And guess what? I never felt better. Maybe I'll crap more often-lah like I used to during working at Coldside. Ha-ha!

8 July - Went to watch movie at Plaza Singapura.

After so long, finally met Halizah. She wanted someone to accompany her to the movies. Since I'll be going to the Surbodinate Court, which is located at Chinatown, maybe I could accompany her after all. I really don't want to blog about that Asshole so don't ask me how the proceeding went about. That Asshole wanted to jump bail. It's postponed next week *Sianed* Hopefully he goes in for GOOD! Oh my God, I think I've been mentioning this upteen times but still he's not in prison. Wtf?

So went to PS to meet up with Halizah, I asked her to get the tickets first as she decided on Just My Luck. I was ok with it-lah though I wasn't so keen in watching Lindsay Lohan. Nothing against her but I just don't like her lifestyle - too complicated-lah. Oh well, upon reaching and while walking from the MRT, I met Shaiful! What a co-incidence, he was waiting for Shufen outside the restroom. I went in to say Hi to Shufen (at that point in time I knew I was fucking late!) and after that I rushed off. I met Halizah and we went into the cinema.

One thing that wasn't right was.. we're split! The seats, like fucking far from each other. I really must complain to the management, the person at the counter somehow misleadingly to Halizah we'll be seated just front-back from each other but never we expect that the front-back was far front and way back. I just too fucked up to say anything. Nonetheless we enjoyed the show. It was a sweet movie. Lindsay pulled it off pretty well in this movie, not too whiny like I predicted.

After that both of us popped by at the MacDonald's since I've no idea on what to eat. I got a Pepper Drumlet meal - with a huge Jasmine Green Tea drink with that, I love Green Tea! Ha-ha! Halizah got a meal too. I remembered that my curly fries didn't arrive till like I've finished my drumlets. I was quite irritated-lah but nevermind since it was quite busy there, I went to collect it myself. Oh well, one thing I've forgot was that: I FORGOT TO TAKE PICTURES, thus this dull entry here but yeah I enjoyed her company and she had other plans to meet her sister while I wanted to go home, was too shagged for the day. We took the MRT and parted ways after that. I hoped that we'll go out with the rest of the ex-classmates and sort of have a girls' night out or something, not clubbing but maybe watch a movie together, get crappy and let our hair down. The way we used to do it during secondary four, yeah huh? Ha-ha! I miss those days.

OK! I HAVE TO PUT AN END TO THIS BLOG ENTRY! IT SEEMS NEVER-ENDING AND IT'S ALREADY FUCKING LONG! OH GOSH..

I'll blog about the other day another time in another entry, definitely won't be this long. Oh my God. I had fun crapping and being lame here, never felt better. Muahahaha... ok, that's about it, ok? In the next blog entry I'll talk about me sewing my new laptop bag! Wee wee. I'm happy. Plus pictures too, on the production of it so people can't say I bedek that I sew it myself. Plus plus a lot of stuffs-lah, do check it out soon!

Realised that I say the word 'Fuck' much lesser in this blog? Yes. Trying to cut down on swearing-lah. Ha-ha, for some religious reason. Trying to s l o w l y turn over a new leaf and be a much, much nicer person than what I'm already am, ha-ha! Ok, ok.. That's about it! BOOoo-ya!

Cheers.

Will The REAL Marshmallow Please Blog Out? - I've been silenced for a WEEK!

2006-06-07T15:05:00.000+08:00

This blog entry is for a WEEK! I didn't post on the last few days because either I was too occupied with something or because of the fucked up internet or just plain fucking lazy. Well you can't really blame me for losing the mood you know. I just feel that my real self is surfacing bit by bit as time goes by. What the fuck am I saying? Oh, soon you'll know..

WARNING! Lots of pictures in this Entry!

This would be the almost personal entry and you people who is about to read it would say "I knew it!" to this kind of entry and is an extremely damn fucking longest entry, without a shadow of doubt.

Firstly I want to blog about some stuffs that currently going to make a major impact in my life. I wanted to talk about it but have been procrastinating it for the longest time. I took tests from tickle.com a couple of months ago. Not just one or two, I mean loads of 'em. To kill boredom. I took one about the level of feminine and masculine side of my personality. Oh well I'm, in fact, more masculine than feminine. Actually it's correct-lah. I behave more like a guy than like a girl. Meaning, as in my taste of music, my taste of poison, my kind of entertainment, my kind of pain, my behaviour and all those shit-lah. More of how a guy would do if a guy is to do something.

I've been in a relationship where I give in more than a guy should. Why I said so? As you know, generally guys are more egoistic, temperamental and bla, bla, bla.. No offence. I didn't say I hate guys, it's just that some things in life that hard to explain. I love guys too much. Wow! Now I'm talking. Yeah, right.

I know my own identity, it's not supposed to be so feminine. Why? I know because from my physical facade, I'm loud, bubbly, listens to weird stuffs, do weird things, loves laughing, joking, cranking and do shits and get myself into trouble. I can't help it but I just possesses a physical strength of a guy. Not because of my build, but its about me being able to withstand and endure doing something which most girls dread doing. Carrying heavy things is one of them, I helped many relatives during their moving of house, carry boxes, tables, cupboards, dismantled beds, fridges.. whatever you name it.. Why is that so? Quit asking because I don't know.

So.. as a girl, you wouldn't want to let guys see your other side as its weird, yes weird as in my dressing-lah. Tell me guys, you wouldn't want to go out with a girl who dresses like you or like a bloody butch right? Yeah so I decided to change it slightly, meaning still have most of my personality intact. The thing is.. the way you dress sort of change how you behave. Like, if you wear skirt, you wouldn't go around being rough and do stuffs which people thinks you're not a girl. Yes it's true. Now I'm telling ya! Heard of Clothes Make The Man? Yes, this is exactly what I'm trying to put to you. Hell no, I don't have an attitude problem, thankyouverymuch!

I'm still a girl after all. So I decided to behave more like one. By changing a little on the dressing department. To make myself look nice and presentable and so my *ehem* knows I'm making an effort for him. Actually it's not for him only-lah, it's generally so people don't chide me for this and that, so that whenever I meet my relatives they would just quit throwing to me questions I don't wanna answer. In conclusion, to shut them up. Period.

Recently, I felt that listening to some songs really determines my mood. If listening to Jiwang, it puts me in the Jiwang mood and if listening to Metal, it puts me in the Metal mood. Hard to explain but it really makes me feel really damn good especially listening to Metal. Cradle of Filth, Slipknot, System of a Down and Soul Fly topped my list at the moment. Keeps my adrenaline rushing and I find solace in that. It brings my old-self back. My old-self; the less polished and more loud and cared nothing in the world except to voice out my opinions and do my stuff. I felt really great and somewhat satisfied. Woohoo!

My beloved Brother used to call me Azil (his male rendition of my name, Azilah.) because I never dressed or behaved like a girl my age, maybe because I was an angry kid then. During my first year in ITE, Loga, Ganesh and Azri called me Ali because maybe the difficulties in pronouncing my name. What's so hard about my name? Azilah. And that Saifudin called me Gangster when he don't know my name. Wtf? Do I look like one? Ha-ha whatever. I suggest people don't judge me by my looks or how I dress because they don't know that their stereotype could be just damn bloody wrong.

Before I transfered school from MacPherson Secondary, I vividly remembered a good friend's advice. She told me not to be a Prissy Ass a.k.a. Malay Bitch a.k.a Minah. I remembered that whenever I see myself in the mirror, because I know myself. I'm proud to say that I'm not some fucking minah. I don't care if people notice me or not. I'm no attention-seeker, it's just that whatever I do people will look. No peace sia. I'm no fucking outcast, ya know. Fuck. But I don't know why people look in my direction whenever and wherever. Maybe because of my physical self. I'm like, 'Eh mangkuks, never see a fat person before is it? KNNBCCB!' Some smiled when our eyes met and some just like to look. Wtf? It's not that I joined that darn Singapore Idol or something you know.

The question is: Who is the REAL Marshmallow? It's me, damn it! I was call using that term because when working at n.y.d.c. Heeren, I love to snack on the bite-size marshmallow which is meant for the mudpies, ha-ha! While doing mudpies, marshmallow is used, I will snack on it too while doing. But the real reason is that while there's a chocolate fondue fountain outside Heeren sometime back, I remembered buying some back to Coldside Kitchen. Well I ate it and it was messy. Very messy. The chocolate-dipped marshmallow is the best, I loved it. And after that there's excess chocolate so I took n.y.d.c.'s marshmallow to dip-dip. It's bloody nice-lah!

In the company's transport, Nicholas Loy loved to tease and call me Marshmallow. He and Alison, then the ultimate tag-team. In Coldside Kitchen itself, I'm identified by the staffs to be the Craziest Coldsider. Because working in Coldside, especially past midnight during weekends, I would start my craziness and my fellow Coldsiders would also join in. The best is working with Zen, he likes to disturb me for no reason and he thinks that seeing me getting annoyed is cute. Like wtf? Oh and sometimes working with Hab. It all depends on her mood. She likes to tease me also and we would talk about crazy stuffs and do crazy things.

All of us are very open-minded. So we would discuss about a lot of things, be it about sex, relationships, school or our daily lives, not forgetting about some irritating customers. I missed working with Farhan and Yusuff. They also the 'pecah perut' people. We could go on laughing and laughing even on a very busy night. The best combination is me, Yusuff and Farhan. The most memorable ones was when Farhan tried to figure out how does a particular sex position is like. Fucking funny! Ha-ha! They know that at around a certain time, my madness would start. I would start talking rubbish and cranking. I'm specialised in the ice-cream department which requires me to scoop our mouth-watering ice-cream and also cutting of our delicious mudpies.

So I'm the Marshmallow. Till now, I'm the fucking Marshmallow. Alison called me Marshmallow because she thinks that I look like the Marshmallow man from the Ghost Busters when I laugh and smile. There's pictures which she compared me with the Marshmallow man, thus, explains her theory.

The Marshmallow man from Ghost Busters and the REAL marshmallow from n.y.d.c. Heeren. Spot the similarities.. Alison took my picture during work on a busy weekend using her mobile phone.

So all of you decide, am I OR am I not The REAL Marshmallow? Last words? Nah not yet till I write my entries for the last one week. Brace yourself for the fucking longest blog entry of all.

Last few days was hell for me. Don't ask why. It's just fucking sick. Wondering why I kept saying the word 'Fuck' or any word that's related to it? Fuck. It's just in my list of daily vocabulary. No, I won't fucking stop saying Fuck. No no.

LET'S GET IT STARTED ON 30 MAY.

Ok let's blog about what happened last few days starting on 30 May. That day I really felt fed-up. No I won't tell. Impressions tends to change as you know somebody better. At first you sang praises, the next minute you'd wish you want to take back all those words and just cuss. Wtf? I can't get over it. Hell no.

Only me and Chris, as usual, and we sat, as usual, at the front row. We had Communication Skills and Entrepreneurship. Day went by like usual too. During Entrepreneurship I went to print out a copy of the survey questions and executive summary which I composed through the previous night. Slept at 4a.m. and woke up for school. Shufen and Shaiful aren't in school. So both of us only. I've only 3 hours sleep and was I easily pissed. Poor Chris, he 'kena' most of the time. No, I'm not having my Big P -- yet.

After Entrepreneurship, I went to Networking Lab to print a whole lot of survey questions and the restaurants' questions. I planned and came out with most all those shit too. Chris edited it. Nevermind. I want good grades too so I did it. Then something bad happened, I forgot that my ez-link has no value in it. I haven't topped it up. Oh great. I told Mom, she told me to text her my account number so that she could transfer money into it and I can top up my card. I called my aunt, Cik Tuty, asking about my camera and asked if she have any plans that day, she said she wanted to go IKEA. Sounds good! My school's near IKEA, not literally near but it's still near-lah considering the journey. So she said she wanted to pick me up. Oh that's a plus! I waited for her at the foyer. It's my another aunt's Birthday! Wow! She followed to IKEA too.

My aunt whose Birthday's on 30 May. Happy Birthday!

After printing all the things I needed, I waited at the foyer, Cik Tuty came to pick me up. We went to IKEA. Equipped with my camera, we entered IKEA. I snapped pictures while at there. Note: Do not do take pictures there. It just happens that I snapped so much while there and no one said anything. Only at the exit I knew about the rule. Too bad then. Even the workers there never warned me while I was snapping away. One even saw me doing it but just kept mum. Oh that's too bad.. There's some pictures I'd like to share and it makes me happy just looking at it. Maybe you'll find it useful in future. Who knows?

I liked their arrangements of furnitures in small spaces. Simple looking but effective and compliments the tiny-tiny spaces in the room. All are possible by IKEA.. Ha-ha!

Anyway this picture really looks warm and cosy, very-the-country feeling-lah.

This one looks really chic, I loved how they use black in this room and to blend with all other stuffs like the carpet, coffee table, the racks. Wow! I love this setting. They use lots of black, which is my favourite colour.

This one looks very family-oriented, with the dark-coloured sofa and simple storage racks. This one I'd like to see when I get home, it'd be perfect if I'm alone there so that I can 'conquer' the sofa!

I just love this dining area, perfect for two. If three.. also can-lah, the third person eat at the edge. But it'll kind of 'kacau daun', right? Hmm..

While walking and snapping away, I found some things that's for lazy people or indeed an invention derived from the hospital. I find it strange though it's a smart move on IKEA's part.

See what I mean? It resembles the one you see by the hospital bed. A neat 'breakfast in bed'. I'd like this by my bed so that I could do my homework and my laptop could rest on it.

Who actually uses mosquito net nowadays since there's odourless mosquito repellent in the market? Mom (said): Some people still use it-lah, Zila! Me: Oh..

Among some bedroom settings, I saw this sign. BETTER SLEEP FOR ALL. THERE'S NOTHING LIKE A COUNTRY-LIKE NAP AHHH... .... Wtf? All I see was a whole collection of day beds. And plenty of cushions on it and no space for people to sleep. Wtf?

Ahhh... ... this look pretty good if you have a studio apartment. Decent-looking sofa-bed. 2-in-1, I like. Good if you have a guest and an unplanned sleep-over. Err.. during the Football Fever maybe? Or some impromptu boyfriend visits at night? Err..

Looking at the beds at IKEA really reminds me of the mattress advertisement. What's the ad name I forgot.. Yeah the Simmons and the other one. Hilarious, man! You gotta tune in on Channel 5 and watch it. Fucking hilarious and intelligent way of making their mattress marketable. Ahhh... ... the name's Sealy's Posturepedic. Now I remember!

After that we went pass this information station. I can't believe they (IKEA) actually asked you to take one of each item: the shopping list, the wooden pencil and the measuring tape. I bet they have to top this up to the brim every single day. It's nothing wrong with putting it as self service but it's just that you know how Singaporean are like, free stuffs they take more. What are they thinking? *sighs*

The information station where people were to help themselves to the three items.

Then again I think IKEA is too filthy rich to care about all this, so nevermind. Fuck it, help yourself to it then.

On the way we saw a lot of hanging stuffs, so much for their ideas for small spaces. Some see this as a display. I mean if people are really dumb, they'll follow things such as this:

Hanging couch? Enough said.

We proceed to the dining area, and one really caught my eyes...

I love the combination of this. One more thing I love about IKEA is that we can mix match items in our homes, that's so cool!

We walked further and my aunt wanted to go to the washroom, so we walked around in search for it. On our way, we walked pass this wall of mirrors.

I took a quick picture with me in it and it seems blurred. Ahhh... fuck it.

Me -- Cam-whoring in front of a mirror. Muahahaha..

I also took the kids in the trolley which was meant for the stuffs but they just fidget around, can't help it but to put them in here.

We walked pass the kitchen area, with sinks and faucets.. We laughed at how some sinks were designed, like how are we supposed to do dishes in the kind of sink with narrow bottom? and too deep too. If my mom, I think she needs the stool at the kitchen.

I like the faucet with the extended end the one that looked like a hose. I could use it to wash the huge pots and wok which my mom likes to use. Oh gosh! You know-lah mothers..

Finally! Found the washroom! Yeah. It's near the eating area.. Very 'kecoh' with all the kids running around and bump into people. I felt like 'jotos-ing' them one by one.

After that we took the lift and go a storey down, and passed by the kitchen accessories.

Found this tumblers. Red and black, and looks like Star Wars, I like!

I turned around and saw this whole collection of cutleries, but it doesn't state for what uses though.. Ha-ha!

I went to explore the another department and found lots and lots of candles, most of 'em were the scented ones, very fragrant and calming.

I love burning this stuffs especially at night, 'feeling romantic katakan...' Muahahaha!

We walked and my aunts wanted to look at the blinds and fabric which she wanted to make as cushion covers, so I wandered around for a while... My heart really fall in love with this comforters and pillow cases! Oh my god I love it so much that I went over the displayed item and hugged it. Really and people were looking at me! Muahahaha! Can't help it-lah..

This two things especially the green one makes me happy just by looking at it, the floral one actually, second from the left -- I'm a girl of course its no surprise I like these things. Lol.

The red one really is my favourite colour and kind of calming and comfy. Very-the Red, very-the Me!

We passed by this Frame Haven! Oh I tell ya! Everywhere there's a frame hanging.. I love it! It's really a heaven for me to see lots of photo frames.

Our last stop was the payment counter. After a few rolls of blinds, half a dozen pillows, a dozen pillow cases, a frying pan set, two rugs, a few laddles, three metres of fabric, bla.. bla.. bla.. Finally we're officially out of IKEA! The security guard was really cheeky. He was smiling at us all the way to the lift. Wtf? I felt like slapping him. Cheekopek!

In the car, my aunt said she forgot to top-up her cash card so she drove through and stopped at the curb in Anchorpoint. She went to top-up the card while I managed to take a picture of a display in a shop from my seat.

Interesting signs which I hoped to get for my aunt for her car, sure she would love it!

She came back ten minutes later and bought me KFC for me to eat. Wow so nice of her! She told me to eat later once I reach home because my mom wouldn't be home, and there wouldn't be food for me.. So she got me 2-piece chicken. One hot and crispy and the other is original.

She dropped me at Dover station and I took the MRT home. It's like everybody looking at me holding my humongous army camp bag. Wtf? Never seen a big bag before? And for the guys who tried to hold my bag but then said it was too heavy and some guys who chickened out in trying to hold my bag, I've got three words fer ya man: Get A Life! Simple things like this cannot hold, imagine if you were to have... how the hell are you going to hold your female counterpart during the whatever deed you gonna do? Or rather later during NS? How sia? How would you muster all your strength to carry those heavy load? Think about this shit man! You ain't gonna live like some sissy, or go get a pussy to replace your gun. I know this is rather harsh but it's the fucking fact man! Think about it!

HELL CONTINUES ON OTHER DAYS.

The next few days was nothing much because it's almost the same routine. Go to school and school ends late with me going home late and not having a life because of the hectic schedule. Hell that it. On Wednesday, I went to Cik Tuty's place and slept over. It's nice because there's internet there. I brought my own router to save time in using the dial-up thing. It's easy to have my sick router as it's plug and play, all the settings are already set in it. It's darn convenient to have a personal router.

So yeah I was at her place, slept over. Poor Sis because she'd have to go to work on her own alone.. Ha-ha! Anyway school starts at 9a.m. on Thursday so it's not so bad. The MRT was the usual jam-packed in the morning but luckily I got a seat. If I were to stand, I'd kill myself and I'd be suffocated. Oh man.. The evening Cik Tuty slept over my place, it was like sardine, I slept while using my laptop in the living room. My mom forgot to wake me up to sleep inside the room, as a result I have aching body and bad mood on Friday.

Saturday, my mom didn't cook so my Sis and I went to dig in the kitchen. My Sis went out to meet her friend because of last minute plan. We were supposed to go out together to do the surveys about restaurants for my Entrepreneurship project. Thinking back, Saturday is a busy day for surveying restaurants so we called it off. She went to meet her friend and I went to meet mine to settle scores with. I was damn shagged that I slept like a baby.

ON 4 JUNE - 'Jalan Kayu' Aiyoo!

On Sunday, Cik Tuty fetched me from my place to take me to her place. I was to help my uncle to compose a resignation letter and a cover letter and his resume for a job he wanted to apply, I gladly helped because this little thing I do is nothing compared to what he had done and gave me all these years. I'm deeply indebt to them, so I helped with all my ability and produce a killer result for him.

We passed by the Bazaar near my home on the way. Most of the stalls were opened early so she parked over the curb and bought some mangoes, two cups of Cendol, S$2 worth of Banana fritters and S$4 worth of Otak-Otak. The Bazaar was not really packed but was patronised by lots of the Mats and the Minahs. Aiyoo.. Spoiler ar. All the prices seems the same at the Bazaar, so I didn't see the point buying also. Except the food of course because I just love Bazaar food.

A Bazaar supposed to sell cheap stuffs or things at a bargain price, but nah, it's not gonna happen here.

We continued our journey and Cik Tuty drove off and took the via the Woodlands Avenue 12 route which is easier with practically less traffic light than the Woodlands Avenue 2.

The road seems too empty.

Guess what? The expressway too!

Anyway, not really-lah.

Cik Tuty asked him to 'belanja' me since I'm doing him a favour by having his stuffs under control. I didn't bring my uniform and books to their place so they said they'll get my things, and come back. Before that they wanted to go Jalan Kayu to have our dinner.

My uncle drove us to Jalan Kayu. We exited the expressway and went to get a space in the parking lot. It was fucking packed! The parking warden was around patroling the area and making their rounds like eight fucking times to make sure they don't miss any car from being 'saman-ed' Ha-ha! It happens that my uncle only have a piece of unused coupon left in the car! Lucky sia!

After that we walked to the place where we're going and it was really packed! Very packed. There's not even enough space for people to pass in between the tables. Finally we got a table..

My uncle managed to pose for the camera, his kid was just beside him.

We were to order our food, Cik Tuty said their Prata Tissue or whatever they call it was darn good so I was eager to try it. 'Sekali... Don't have, Out of stock, Finish..' Wtf? My first time there with them and I didn't get to taste what they claimed to be POWER.. Aiyo, just not my luck.. *sigh*

My uncle pointing to the Prata Tissue, we were disappointed that there's no more of that thing..

The mamak (server) who took our order asked me if my digi cam was new and he thought I was talking a picture of their menu because I wanted to open a restaurant..Wtf? If literally no-lah.. only for school project. The Entrepreneurship thing only-lah.

I got a Green Tea, Cik Tuty got a Teh Tarik, Bandung for her kid and for the Bibik, She got a Chrysantemum Tea. The drinks arrived first and we proceed to see what's on the menu. There are some expats accompanied by friends seen eating there. I ordered Nasi Paprik. I've no idea if it's nice or not, but my aunt said it tastes good. So I tried it.

My kid cousin sipping her Bandung.. Ha-ha!

My disappointed uncle ordered Plain Prata because there's no of that Prata Tissue. Poor him... My uncle's Prata arrived first and so he ate first. He was rather disapppointed, from the look of his face you can actually tell.

My uncle showed his 'muka 14' after he said the Prata sucks, not like the usual.

Cik Tuty's and the Bibik's food arrived soon after that. They ordered Mi Goreng Pattaya and Nasi Daging Merah respectively. I was still waiting for my food to arrive.. Their food was piping hot man! It looks really appetizing. Yummy!

Cik Tuty began to dig in her Mi Goreng Pattaya, I could see the warm vapour escaping her food. I was still waiting for my food, well, we were quite impressed with the speed of service because it was fast despite the fact the place was packed.

She said, 'Jemput makan!' while I was beginning to get impatient in waiting. *sigh*

My uncle looked at the Nasi Daging Merah and took two pieces of it, he said he wanted to 'jamah sikit'. I took a picture of him with a piece of beef still on his Prata. At last he didn't finish his food but instead he 'try-try' the food around him.

He abandoned his half-eaten Prata soon after that.

At least he wasn't so disappointed because he has something else to indulge on and it's...

.. his MILO GODZILLA! He claimed it's 'sedap' because it's really chocolatey and has a scoop of ice-cream in it. Hmmmm.....

Finally my Nasi Paprik arrived. It looks delicious but it was darn spicy! Anyway I didn't finish it because I can't stuff anymore down my throat except Green Tea. There's always room for Green Tea! Hehe..

The taste? 'POWER', and the chicken was soooo tender and spicy. Woohoo!

We finished eating in just half-an-hour! I mean despite waiting for the food and spent time eating it, it's a record. Yeah and we escaped from the 'saman' from the parking warden. Many cars around there was given the parking ticket. Muahaha!

We dropped by my place and I gathered my stuffs and we scoot off. Back at their place we all washed up and trying to put the kids to sleep. My uncle was to drive me to school the next day and I'm to wake up at 6.30a.m. I was at the living room packing my stuffs, while that I left my laptop switched on.. with some music at the background which I turned on really softly.. ..

I loved this screensaver - iPOD Rocks! I hoped to get an iPOD Video one day.. Insyallah.

I went to the room to go get my beauty sleep, then I received a message from Shufen, asking if I'd be free on the coming Tuesday. I remembered that I've a date that day. But then it's supposed to be at 9p.m. so it's still okay-lah. Can make it. She wanted to watch The Omen together at Plaza Singapura. I agreed.

MONDAY BLUES! - 5 JUNE

I woke up early and went to school, my uncle drove me there. My aunt packed some food for me. The best part was I reached way faster than usual and guess what? Ms Theresa was LATE! Like 1/2 hour late! Ok-lah not so bad because I was at the foyer talking to Saifudin. Not so bad-lah, got company. The day wasn't so bad, we had Computer Animation after that, and supposed to do modelling of the animation. I didn't even start on it yet! Wtf! Most of them already either halfway there or completed already. I'm so dead lor.. Ms Teh was marking us for our progress in our work but then I asked if she would re-mark on Thursday, she said okay. But still, I'm not sure whether I could complete by then. We were released a little early than usual, I went to the McDonald's at Woodlands Mart to snack and use the free Wi-fi before heading home.

I went home, showered, did some laundry, and watched TV and slept like a baby. Tired what?! Ha-ha.. Yeah I switched on the aircon and slept. My Sis didn't return home so I didn't wait for her and went to bed. Err... The end? THE END.

So that's a week's entry! And I'm tired of typing already! That's about it! I didn't have time to upload the pictures and entries all together, so I did it phase by phase.. That's why the late post. Hehe..

It's a wrap! Woohoo!~

Cheers.

FUCKIN' HAPPY SIA!

2006-05-29T22:14:00.000+08:00

Today's entry will be posted late. Well, firstly because of the fucking internet connection. Secondly is I've my Computer Animation to do in which I've to complete my 'modelling' of characters for my Assignment Two. It'll be due on 12 June 2006 so there's no hurry, can take my time and do a good job. I told earlier that if I were ready to tell what's my storyboard is like, right? This is the time to tell.

By the way, Ms Teh loved my drawings, I was surprised. On my Assignment One, her remarks she wrote, "Good drawings and illustrations! Good Storyline! Excellent." I was fucking happy sia! She said that I did a great job while giving out the paper to me. Kembang sikit ar.. Ape lagi? Ha-ha! I was grinning all the way to my seat..

She showed our marks through the projector, I got the highest among all! Almost to perfection! A whooping 98%! Wow! Some weren't happy because I got very high, especially Razif. I think he's the competitive type of person. Oh what the fuck, my hard work of staying up late and doing it paid off in the end. That shows the time and effort I put in it. People can't say I cheated because I'm good at Art for Heaven's Sake! Not to boast-lah but it's the fact what! Ask around, my friends and family, they'll tell ya! It kind of runs in the family, my siblings are good at it too. It's in our blood that we're creative. Can't help it.

There're some good ones too who got above 90%. Chris got 64%. His story is rather cute and unique, just like the person himself. Sial ar Zila saja panggil org cute, takda kerja kah? Ha-ha! Briefly, he's is about a coffin-like study table which has a book and a candle on it. The candle supposed to light up itself and the book flips by itself to a particular page, in which the lighted candle tilt and drop on the book, burning the whole book. Unique right? His storyline is not like some cliched story you normally see.

So mine was about some scene on a dining table. By the way we're given a choice of scenes: Study Table, Book Shelf, Dining Table, Kitchen Counter and Board Game. So I chose Dining Table because it kind of reminds me of my dad's house's dining table because his dining table is like the bar type of concept. Kind of unique you know. And the chairs too, very unique. So I decide to apply it on my storyboard and the story is about a Drunken Fork. Sounds stupid-lah, I know. Wtf.

Briefly, the fork sips some vodka and kind of gotten drunk and started dancing. Fuck-lah as cocky as it sounds at the scene theres a plate full of fork and spoons, a fork fall off the plate and started to animate, at the scene theres two wine glasses and a bottle of vodka. The curious fork went to see the content of one of the wine glass and took a sip. Not used to strong alcohol, the fork became kind of tipsy and started to dance among the items there. So while dancing, it kind of hit on the glass near the end of the table. The glass tilted and fell off the table. Kerplunk!~ The glass broke. Someone heard it and..called to see who it was outside at the dining table. The End. It kind of sucks-lah but hell she did see my point there. If she's happy, I'm happier-lah because it's my effort what! Wtf.

Earlier in Entrepreneurship class, after I heard Chris's and Shufen's agony and rants about some girl in the school who 'bastard' them. FUCK SIA! I don't want to mention names here because what happened to them is from the same person and she's happen to be popular in school. Not to cause any possible conflicts. Shufen's case was rather bad because hers involves something that is dear and has a sentimental value to her and for Chris's part, its some electronic stuff of his. I felt really angry. I told them that if it were to happen to me, I wouldn't hesitate to turn violent. Very violent, as in really strangle that person for betraying my trust. I mean I put the trust on someone on my belongings and that person lied that item is lost but actually not and instead stole it, I would scream my fucking head off. Try me. I felt for them. Because I was 'bastardised' once by a bloody fucking friend-turned-enemy. Don't wish to pursue about it because it'll only make my blood boil and go upstairs. KNNBCCB to that person!

Just now my sis tried calling me and sms-ing me but I didn't answer because I was too engrossed with listening to Cradle of Filth and Iron Maiden. Just in the mood for Metal-lah. To get my adrenaline rushing. Well she wanted to tag me to Video Ezy to rent DVDs because she's fucking bored. But I didn't reply so she came straight home. In which she complained that she's hungry. My mom's not home and there's no cooked food in the fridge. We raked something from the kitchen. Guess what we've found? Some Macaroni, cheese stuffed sausages, vegetables, tomatoes and sambal belachan. So I've decided to cook Macaroni Belachan. My sis insisted that I cook, so I did. It turned out to be good. And I made Hot Van Houten's Chocolate drink for us while waiting for me to finish cooking. It was fantastic! Yummy! I'm happy that my cooking was nice and my sis loved it too.

Soo.. that's all for tonight, I got to go and do my work. And eat my dinner cum supper. Whatever.

Cheers!

Casual stuffs to blog about..

2006-05-28T20:50:00.000+08:00

I've some things which I want to blog about because I just feel like talking about it. It comes into my mind as I type. Oh I got one flashing in my mind at this very moment! It's.. GREEN TEA! I haven't elaborate how I love this thing so much. Well I'm too s l o w in knowing how wonderful this drink is. After some people began to get sick of the darn drink, I'm the one beginning to love it. Oh well...

Ok, because I had a very bad experience once when I was 12 years old. You know what they say about first impression, right? Yeah so I tried the Green Tea drink given by a friend. In the bus. Fuck, I know we're not supposed to drink in the bus but we were still young and innocent then... To hell with the young and innocent part, I drank it in the bus nonetheless. And the next thing I remembered doing was puking the contents out. *Puuiikk* No offence but I just can't take it down my system. I think some passengers turned to look at me puke, sorry can't help it. From that day onwards, I kind of vowed not to eat/drink ANYTHING that has Green Tea in it because of that one stupid experience. For 6 freaking years, I consumed no Green Tea stuffs.. even how hungry or thirsty I am, the sight of Green Tea simply turn me off because of the Jasmine taste and scent. It's like drinking perfume you know! Imagine doing that? It'll turn my stomach inside out I tell ya..

One day, after watching movies with my sis, we went to get some bites from MacDonalds and bought a meal which, unfortunately, has a Green Tea drink that comes with it. My sis wanted it so I can't say no, right? I took a sip, because I was almost choking from eating the McSpicy burger. No choice. I took another sip, the taste wasn't what I figured it would turn out to be, not like what I tasted 6 years ago. I took a few sips but I never thought I would get addicted to it. Was talking about Green Tea with my sis, she told me the Heaven & Earth one is rather sweet so she said she prefer the Pokka instead.

The next few days, for lunch I got a can of Green Tea, I tried to taste the Heaven & Earth number. Sweet? Yes. The overwhelming Jasmine taste? Not so strong, still tolerable. In school, the next few days, I got the bottled Pokka Green Tea. Guess what? The taste is JUST perfect! Sweet? Not so. The Jasmine taste you almost can't really tell. Oh that's the birth of my new love. I'm damn addicted to this shit. Having my daily dose of it in school. One bottle down.. two bottles down.. Wow! The taste. Hmm. It simply leaves the tangling fragrant of the tea itself, less of the Jasmine, in your mouth. I just wish I could exterminate the Jasmine. However, it ain't gonna happen you know. NEVER.

For 6 long years I loathe that stuff and after trying it, not even in 6 days I'm just hooked to it. Wow! My sis could hardly believe it because before this whenever she drank it, I would get it away from me. I treat it like an enemy, simply hated it though it hasn't done anything to me. Ha-ha!

I did a little research on the internet about Green Tea and its nutritional values. The health benefits is that it contains anti-oxidant and stuff that's supposed to be good for your body and kind of like wash your system sort of things you know..

Some of the WICKED stuffs I've found..

GREEN TEA FRAPPUCINO! I was told that Starbucks actually sold this product some time ago, don't know if they still sell this stuff there, do they? Tell me! I don't even know this shit existed! Oh, I missed the fun part.

GREEN TEA LATTE? Is it sold in Singapore? Oh my God I'm so like wanna try it! The person who invented this drink is a GENIUS!

This is Green Tea with milk. No, not coffee. Pretty smart, huh? Putting two basic ingredients and renaming it as Green Tea Latte. I can't imagine if it's something else, other than just milk, is added...

What? Combination of Green Tea with coffee? It's freaking weird, man! The taste? Oh my God! Ok, maybe try taking your regular coffee and tea. Mix 'em. What you'll get? Disaster? But honestly I think it's not a bad idea though. Most of them just add the flavouring essence of Green Tea to your coffee, just like adding sugar to it. Just for the taste only. So it's not so bad after all. Yeah right.

A-ha! Now I remembered! The brand of Green Tea my friend gave me.. it was Yeo's. Now, I'll stay away from Yeo's Green Tea. Remind me if I forget, Thankyouverymuch.

Ermm.

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No, my blogging's not over yet.

..........

I'm continuing my pastime, which is.. Writing Short Stories. Yeah! I've so many ideas which I've decided to channel it in my stories. I could write about my angst and bring my characters to life. Making it do what I can't do in real life, e.g. Killing someone? Maybe stuffs like that. Zila loves to write things beyond her wildest dreams. Move aside Eminem, you've got yourself a new Stan.

Once I'm done.. I'd publish it part by part because all stories written by Zila is always looooonng, and ermm.. maybe long-winded. Ha-ha!

I'm thinking of writing some lesson on HOW TO SPEAK the G-Language. I'll be fun learning to speak this G thing. It's speaking with a twist. If you speak it fast enough, it'll sounds like a motorboat! Ha-ha! How I know this language? Oh, I have NO PROFESSIONAL TRAINNING, it's just in my blood to know and understand it. So I'm giving you the opportunity to learn this, who knows you'd use it to swear at people? Who knows? Ha-ha!

I'M HAPPY! WHEEE...

Reason? Because tonight.. Firstly, My mom's not home. Secondly, my sis's not home too. That spells FREEDOM -- at home! So...

So, watch this s p a c e y'all! I'm going to log off. To go get my booze. That's about it. Ta-ta~!

Cheers!

I'VE BEEN THINKING...

2006-05-27T17:15:00.000+08:00

After I post my Friday entry up the bloody problematic internet, do some surfing and checking of my e-mails, I went to help my mom with some cooking and cleaning in the kitchen. Tonight she won't be home so maybe I'd be hanging out with some friends. For the next few days, I won't be having my digital camera with me because I lend it to my aunt who's going to the HI-5 Concert with her kids. If their shots are good enough, I'll edit some and post it up at my blog here.

I was listening to some songs, and some has a significance to what I'm experiencing. It kind of helps me though, to unwind my mind. And so I checked my friendster account and received a testimonial from Syarif. Weird guy, and cute also. Muahaha! Anyway he has an appealing sense of humour. Funny way of putting his words. He was asking me who the friend I was referring to so in return I wrote a testimonial for him and attached a picture to it. He already accepted it.. Here how it looks like in his account:

It's not really clear because I scaled it down. But hell, it still can be seen, right?

While helping to peel, blend and getting ready the ingredients for cooking, I've been thinking. Thinking about if I should just forget this person. I think by now some people already know who it was but anyway I don't give a fuck if people know it or not because the thing is, people just now. Either from the word of mouth or from my blog or from me telling some people whom I trust. Anyway I don't care anymore if people want to tease me, love me, hate me, or chide me for this shit. All I know is I love my family very much.

After the cooking's done, we had lunch together. We were watching One Piece and then a Hindi movie which I don't feel like watching. After lunch, I'm back here on my laptop to start blogging all my thoughts again. I found the songs and lyrics for the perfect moments here..

Before the silly confession, it's always been like this in which explains in the extracts of this song... DALAM DIAM AKU MENYINTAIMU By Stings. This song kind of really hits the spot and explains it all.

Entah mengapa ku rasa tak menentu

Semenjak aku mengenali dirimu, sayang

Terbayang-bayang wajahmu di mataku

Hingga tersentuh rasa indah di kalbu

Apakah ertinya?

Aku tak tahu mengapa aku rindu

Ingin ku curah tetapi rasa malu

Cubalah engkau mengerti isi hati ku

Di dalam diam aku menyintai mu

Ku harap kau faham perasaan ku

Yang kini dilamun rindu pada mu

Sungguhnya aku telah jatuh cinta

Oh...indahnya bila bersama mu

Moga engkau dapat terima

Cinta ku dengan ikhlasnya

Janganlah engkau sia-siakan

Harapan dan impianku

When before I got to know a lot of thing and so it explains mostly like in the extracts of this song... KAU KESAYANGANKU By Screen. Despite knowing a lot of things, I STILL LOVE THIS SONG.

Tika kita bersua hati mula tergoda

Payah nak dilupakan walau seketika

Tidak pernah terduga cinta mula berputik

Bagai kan tak percaya aku jatuh hati

Kaulah kekasih

Yang amat ku sayang

Andai tidak bersua pastinya ku merindu

Kerana hati dah tertawan

Kerana cinta dah terbena

Yang pasti kini

Hanya kau saja bertakhta di hati ini

Kan ku sunting diri mu sayang

Kan ku bina istana cinta

Kau kekasih ratu hatiku selama-lamanya

Hati usah diduga hanya mengundah resah

Cinta di hati ini hanyalah untukmu

Kau kesayanganku penyeri hidup ini

Haruman kasihmu melekat di jiwa

Now after I found out stuff I never dreamt of finding out about, and so it explains more or less like in the extract of this song.. TUNDUK MENGALAH By Data. Suddenly upon listening to this song, my conscience sort of spoke to me and asked me to retreat. I'm confused..

Aku layarkan perkhabaran

Buatmu yang pernah kusayang

Bukan maksud hati mengulangi

Segala yang telah pun berlalu pergi

Bagiku yang sudah biarlah

Pergiku tunduk mengalah

Biarkan semalam menjadi sejarah

Yang manis kukenang berpanjangan

Pahit tak perlu usah disimpan

Biarkan berlalu, Impianku

Karam hanyut dibawa arus waktu

Oh... engkau yang tak pernah tahu

Betapa lukanya hatiku, diatas sikapmu dahulu

Membuatkan aku seperti tak wujud di sisi

Oh... engkau tak pernah hargai

Susah payah kutempuhi

Pengorbanan demi pengorbanan terbakar sendirian

Ku umpama dian menyinari malam... kegelapan

Lalu ku undurkan diri kerna tak sanggup lagi

Melihat dirimu kasih telah ditawan oleh insan lain

Hingga kurasakan tersisih

Bukan kumenaruh dendam hiba atas segala duka dan lara

Malah kupercaya semua ini

Mungkin ada rahmat yang tersendiri

So yeah this is it. If the whoever have any idea what's this is for, good. If those who have no clue, don't bother to ask because I won't tell either. It's evening now, I'm logging off in a few minutes.. maybe tonight I'll go out, and maybe not. I'm not sure, I just don't have any plans yet.

Oh, that's about it. I'll blog again tomorrow depending on this fucked-up internet.

Cheers.

IF ONLY?... WTF AM I SAYING?

2006-05-27T14:39:00.000+08:00

This entry is for Friday, I couldn't post it on Friday itself because while typing this darn entry the internet connection sucked itself again. So shit happens, you know.. And it happened to be on a Friday. Oh well.. this will be another fucking long entry. You know what to do.

Usually Friday is the most relax-ed day of all the weekdays, and Monday being the worst and 'Sian-est' day of all. Also because of Friday, that's the reason why TGIF came about.. Anyway my Friday (starting next week, for 4 weeks.) will never be the same again and will NOT be a great day for me, basically for all of IT2P. Why? Because we'll be having the darn make-up lesson for Computer Graphics and Desktop Publishing. I got to know about it in the afternoon: 10 freaking hours of make-up lessons! I mean, Ms Tiffany is a nice lady but only thing is I hate to spend most of my Fridays in school. Period.

If only we have less holidays on Friday, we wouldn't have to sacrifice the rest of the afternoon attending make-up lessons. Then for the whole school days, our school ends about 5pm. What life is that? I can't even go to work part-time because working part-time requires me to work at least 4-5 days per week, at least 5 hours per day.

IF ONLY, I'll be mentioning that phrase a few times in this entry. Oh Zila.. IF ONLYs? Nonetheless I'm going to say it.

Today, I came for the Computer Graphics and Desktop Publishing (CGDP) and Ms Tiffany wasn't around. So that Mr Nelson took over. It was fucking boring you know! He just say in his monotonous voice, "Ok class, do the chapter 8 and 9 of Adobe Photoshop and show me after you've finished, *someone switch on music* Off the music, do your work." It seems that he has something against me and my classmate, Chris. Firstly, Shaiful and Shufen aren't in school again. If only they're here, this wouldn't happen. Probably because they're both down with some illness, anyway I hope they get well over the weekends and come on Monday because our Entrepreneurship project is still pending. So yeah, left the both of us again, CHRIS AND I.

Ok, so both of us sat in front in the GCL. We're given the task but then we looked around, the rest of them, our classmates, were playing Counter Strike! WTF?? And the best part was Mr Nelson just don't give a fuck about that and focused on reminding us to do that practice in Adobe Photoshop. Like WTF?? Are the both of us the only students there? Ok so Chris was checking on my pocket HDD for songs and he blasted off Deicide and Cradle of Filth kindly from my laptop. After that we look through some of my photo collection mainly the NYDC's Dinner and Dance. Err.. Some raunchy-looking photos of my manager in the hotel room and the cross-dressing males at the event. Muahaha! Fucking funny on that part. By then Mr Nelson started to constantly reminded us about the practice. We continued looking through some more stuffs, this time the NYDC Heeren's performance video. I don't know if Chris was enjoying it or not but he was watching it anyway. After that Chris went to see my blog, this blog, and randomly select a blog to hop at from my links. Mani's blog became the ultimate victim. He tagged some unkind remarks at her tagboard. I told him not to but nonetheless he pressed the 'Enter' key. Naughty Christopher! [If you're reading this Chris, she already knew about it.]

The class was still fully absorbed in that CS game. That Mr Nelson nagged again to us both, "Eh, I asked you to do that practice, close all that." What's the diff, man? What's his beef with us, man? If only he'd look at the others happily playing the LAN game. Damn it, he didn't and he picked on us instead. Ok, so we started doing the practice anyway. All the while he walked around the class and I think he couldn't care less about the others and kept kind of remind us to do that darn chapter 8.

Break time -- Supposed to be a good time to rest, instead that Mr Nelson thought Chris and I were about to 'cabut' from class. WTF?? I mean its a 25 minutes break and don't you expect me to leave my stuffs behind. It's not just stuffs, it's my LIFE! My 15.4-inch widescreen HP Pavillion Notebook PC, my 4.1Mpixel Olympus Digital Camera and my Red Ranger Fujitsu pocket HDD is MY LIFE! I can't live without them, literally, and I'm dead serious about that. Everyone looked at us, thinking we were to escape from the class too. WTF?? We proved them wrong and came back 5 minutes early after I bought a bottle of my current addiction, Jasmine Green Tea. I wish I could exterminate the Jasmine out of my Green Tea. But hell, all Green Tea nowadays contains Jasmine, even the brew-your-own-and-drink-while-its-hot type of Green Tea sold in stores.

So we continued with the practices and Mr Nelson was rather satisfied with our work, ocassionally I asked him how to it which he in return asked me back. What??. The last minute news that there'll be make-up class for the CGDP. I told some of them it would be good if they go to that class or else it'll happened like the Communication Skills class. If only the majority of IT2P were there for the Communication Skills, that Dj Aza wouldn't send that warning e-mail to Mr Nelson. Too bad IT2P is not like my former class where all of them abide by the rules. Anyway I've received quite a number of missed calls from Muhd. He was at the auditorium and his Graduation Ceremony went well I think, he wanted to pass me that Macromedia book of his. In his sms, he said he wanted to leave soon so he wanted to meet to give me the book. I rushed out, that Mr Nelson, still thought I wanted to 'cabut' from the class and was skeptical and kind of hesitate to let me leave. Then I told him I'll be leaving my stuffs behind and I'll be back fast. At last, he agreed. Phew..!! Chris said he 'wanted to go toilet' whereas his 'going toilet' was actually doing his vanishing act. Oh well, not to arouse suspicion he returned and I went to meet my friend who was already waiting at the auditorium.

Upon reaching, I was kind of looking frantically for Muhd, wondering where he was. The place was almost jam-packed with the graduated students and I don't recognise any darn face there. My hope of meeting the 3 Faizals was somewhat unfulfilled, so anyway it doesn't matter. Finally saw him, he passed me the book in a red plastic bag (the bag was somewhat useful, I'll explain later.) After which I left quickly. I didn't managed to look at him though. Haha ok, and Sweet Revenge wasn't in sight too. Where are you? If only I stayed a little bit longer to talk to him and wait for Sweet Revenge and talk to her. All I said to him was "ok.." and "ok thanks..". Stupid me. Aiiyoo! Hmm.. I can't think already because Mr Nelson would nag at me till no end if I come back late. On the way back I met Mr Gremar on the way up in the lift, he said he wanted a copy of the Macromedia too because he asked me what was I carrying. I showed him. Oh well..

I came back, Chris whispered that he wanted to perform his vanishing act soon and asked me to return the book for him. Not long after that he vanished.. We were reminded to go to the make-up lesson again, I told some of them to go for the same of the attendance. Hafiz 'macam iya-iya je' said, "Kalau kau pergi, aku pun pergi ah.." What? He thought I wasn't serious, hell yeah I was!

The class was released at 12.30p.m. Arif asked me out to have lunch together, so we went to the canteen to fill up out growling stomach. I was tight on budget-lah, so we didn't go to the coffeshop like Chris and I did. As usual the canteen was jam-packed. We found a spot and bought our food. The most irritating part was the graduated students went to 'test' their motorbike around the track at the field. I was bloody annoyed. I told Arif that wait till I get my licence and get a bike, then I will literally race with all those mofo-ic show-offs. I got another bottle of Green Tea, I'm addicted to it already. A few day ago I was condemning on how Green Tea tasted like and now I'm singing praises about it.

After that both of us went to the-Lab-which-I-don't-know-what-it's-called, the lab which Zaleha and Dewi do their work, and use the internet there. I went to connect my laptop to one of the unused LAN points there and chatted to come people. I was talking to Mani about the Converse Designing Competiton because as I see her skills in designing her own shoes are quite good and it'll be a good opportunity for her. So later we found out that the competition has ended. Hmm.. and we talked about sharing something together. But then she would be in school in late evening, I can't wait for her. To kill time, I spent time surfing the internet and Arif was looking through the stuffs there. I was so into surfing the internet that I hardly listens to what he was talking to me about.

At 2p.m. I went to the GCL only to see that I'm the only IT2P girl who came. The rest are the chinese boys. Taufik, Putra and some of them came too -- surprisingly. Anyway that Hafiz didn't turn up despite saying the 'semangat' words.. *poof*. We did some photoshop-ing, about 4 chapters in 3 hours. Luckily I know how to do some of them since I already explored the software before. Hmm.. so I plugged my ears to some music, having Eminem, System of a Down and Jiwang songs in my list.

Class ended at 5p.m. and I was already dead beat. I walked pass the auditorium to see more graduates mingling with each other still. I took the bus service 963 only to find myself squeezing in the fucking-packed bus. Some people refused to move to the rear, which really pissed a lot of us there. All through the journey I was standing. Fucking tiring-lah. It started to rain fucking heavily. Me -- no umbrella and no windbreaker. Fuck! I'm stucked. But thanks to the Red plastic bag Muhd gave me with the book in it, I managed to stuff my laptop in it. I ran through the rain at the bus stop. Yes, I was fucking drenched of course! I ran home, through the huge puddle of water I went to get shelter only after I reached the void deck.

I reached home and went straight to the bathroom to shower. I was fucking drenched. Luckily my stuffs were not wet because I hugged all my stuffs while dashing through the rain. I'd be killing myself if I didn't go wash myself after being caught in the rain. I couldn't wait for it to stop because the rain seemed to be getting heavier by the minute. I felt sick anyway.

At night about 10p.m., my good friends came to my house, Kak Zik and Abang Zack. It has been months since we met so they came over. Both of them are 24 years old. Kak Zik bought calamari-sique squid with cool lime mayonnaise for me to eat. Yummy! After that she said that I've slimmed down and asked how I did it. I'm like, 'wtf? huh? Since when I slim down? No-lah I did nothing. I just eat normally what.' After which she asked me if I had a fight with my boyfriend or something. I said, "No-lah where got such thing.. No-lah.." Damn! Luckily my mom was at the kitchen, she didn't really hear our conversation I think. Anyway fuck it. So we talked about stuffs and I had my dinner. And after that about two hours they left because Kak Zik will be working on Saturday. No I didn't go out to have fun, was too tired.. and feeling sick. Oh, fuck it.

After that I switched on my laptop and started to blog. My internet went crazy again so I have to hibernate my laptop later on, hopefully I could post this entry tomorrow. If only the internet is not fucked-up, I could post this entry a.s.a.p. Whatever, get back to reality Zila! Had such a long fucked-up day. And all I need is a good night sleep..

From now on, I should just stick to reality. What I mean is I don't mind or care if people actually read this dumb shit of mine, because honestly who reads a fucking long entry anyway? *Those who actually read a fucking long entry like mine put your hands up!* I love typing, it keeps my mind off things so that's why the long entries.

Fuck it, I just felt sick and nauseous and pissed and a whole gamut of emotions running through me this very moment. I just might as well forget about the past and forget about him. It's over, get on with life. He likes someone else anyway. So I should just back off. I should just forget. My conscience is like shrieking at me, "Stop it Zila! Or I'm gonna Fucking kill you!" So here's what I'm going to do: Move on and pretend nothing happened. Period.

So that's about it. I'm off.

Cheers.

NOOOOoooooooo!!!

2006-05-25T18:20:00.000+08:00

Today's rather boring because Shufen and Shaiful aren't here. Chris said they were feeling unwell, so yeah, left the both of us. Our first lesson was the Computer Animation. Ms Teh asked those who haven't finish their storyboard to do so. Lucky for me because I completed it way beforehand. I think she was satisfied with my work as she said, " Yeah Azilah, good! You can start modelling your characters..." So I did. There you go: Only Chris and I, we go to the coffee shop for our lunch. He bought cigarettes and had his puff on the way back while I had my red bean pancake.

After that at 1p.m., we returned to class and I spent half an hour in the lab listening to Ms Teh and do the practice from the lab book. I left after that to go to my Operating System class with Mr Gremar. So here I am in the Networking Lab installing Windows 2003 Server on the PC, doing some questions, blasting some music from my laptop and doing more questions... BORING YOU KNOW!!

I'm such a dead duck tomorrow. I don't know why but I just know it! I have the feeling that something bad will happen. I just have this feeling! So yeah looking forward to meet a lot of people tomorrow. Hopefully I will meet Faizal Hussein. Yeah Faizal Hussein is from Mechanical Engineering, was my colleague at NYDC. Very friendly and hardworking person. I'd like to meet him tomorrow and congratulate him. The others whom I'm interested to meet again after soooooo many months is Ghadaffi, Firdaus and Izad. They're my motorbike friends from Mechatronics Enginnering. Perhaps, I'd like to meet another Faizal, Faizal Mohd Hajar, from Mechanical Enginnering. He's my best friend's second brother.. Very quiet person. Ironically, the both Faizals from Mechanical Engineering don't know each other! Ha-ha..

There's some other people I'd like to meet too.. Like Sweet Revenge and Muhd whom I first got to know online.. and Faizal. All of them from Information Technology. I remembered meeting Faizal in the Networking Lab during our lesson making the cross-over cable and straight-through cable. He suddenly appeared in our class. Ha-ha! Then he introduced himself to me and I kind of helped him with the 'poking the cable UTP cable'. Just being nice what? I merely helped him since I successfully finished my task. It was a few months back.

I was chatting with my Sis just now. She said we'll be watching the X-Men III: The Last Stand on Sunday. Ha-ha.. Wheee...!!! I heard the X-Men III is darn good. My Bro loves the movie, in fact he has the collectibles, the comics and stuffs.. He loves the character Ice Man, Bobby Drake. Muahahaha!! Was chatting with Mani too, she wanted a buddy to.. So maybe we'd go someday, huh girl? Muahaha!!

The Operating System lesson ended already, I'm still here hanging with Mr Gremar since he said he'll have the night class later on. My classmate left already. The most shocking news I just received just now was that for Dj Aza's class, ONLY 4 PEOPLE CAME! Like WTF??? She'll sure complain to the Section Department, IT2P is going to be a flock of dead ducks. I have my reasons, I'm at the OS class, supposed to be there at 3.30p.m. but they LEFT AT 3.30p.m.!! WTF???? NOOOOoooooooo!!! Chris was one of the people who came to that class. He was holding on to my 3D Studio Max book, so he was waiting for me there, to return my book.. Poor guy, aww.. [If you're reading this Chris, Thanks a bunch for not abandoning my book in the trash!] I'm so shocked that the class some sort of "Boycott" the Communication Skill class. It was uncalled for, you know.. It's terrible! IT2Q 'might NOT be like that' -- I mean Honestly speaking.

Mr Gremar doing his stuff there near the PCs, and managed to smile for the cam for the sake of all of you who missed him so much! So nice of him for allowing me to stay here just to blog! Wheeee!

As I'm typing this darn entry, Mr Gremar is listening to one of his Avril Lavigne songs and earlier on he kept playing his Lonely by Akon over and over again.. Oh My God! I'm listening to Eminem's Kim. Muahaha!! One of my favourite tracks in The Marshall Mathers LP. A song about killing his wife Kim, that's the most GENIUS song ever -- to me-lah. And I'm still enjoying a few Eminem's songs. More violence and swearing.. I like!

Anyway I'll be leaving soon, going home to do some 'modelling' of my characters on 3D Studio Max.. Hopefully, I reach home safely -- so that I can blog again tomorrow. Ha-ha! So that's about it.

Cheers!

WHAT THE F*CK?!

2006-05-24T20:24:00.000+08:00

This entry is for 3 days.. because my internet connection sucks. Don't ask why.

This is another bloody long entry. Be patient and as I said earlier, get some snack or whatever first.

I'm feeling rather tired, bored and sleepy all at the same time. Damn it! Last 2 days there's actually no school because the whole campus's black out -- that's what I heard. Think again, the labs and staff rooms are all powered using smart cards. No electricity, no staff room, no lab, no school! Thank God! Save the $$ to school, but no one informed me! Hmmph! I rushed in completing the the Computer Animation storyboard. I only had approximately 3 hours sleep.

I woke up at 5a.m., went to shower, do some laundry, sat down for a quick breakfast, and so after doing all that I started drawing at about 6.30a.m..

15% completed.. (It's just getting started..)

27% completed.. (My eyes began to tire..)

27.5% completed.. (I fall asleep-lah, tiring u know!)

40% completed.. (Ran out of ideas, but later it all came running back to me!)

80% completed.. (Everything seems blurred, could hardly see properly.)

100% completed.. (Plus, with the narration.)

The Outcome..

It's 4 a.m., I'm quite happy with the results I produced. As you can see, there's an animated fork. I don't want to say what the story's about yet because I don't know how I'm going to animated the whole thing in 3D Studio Max. When I'm ready to talk about it, I'll tell.. but for now, all I need is SLEEP!

The WEIRD Dream.

Have you ever think so much about something/someone that you have them in your dreams? Well I do. It's so bloody weird - really! Ok, this guy sms-ed me at night saying he want to meet me before his Graduation Day on Friday. I agreed since he said he want to give me his Macromedia Flash book to me so that I need not buy it. So yeah, I agreed.

While I was doing the drawing, I wonder why he wanted to do so all of the sudden. I don't want to disclose his name for some particular reason. Only some people I trust know why. I started to think about it, why this, why that.. Till I finished my storyboard, I still think about it. Hell no, I don't know why! He just pop in my mind like nobody's business.. You know dreams sometime could be really funny and doesn't make sense.

I was asleep, suddenly he appeared in my dreams! Ha-ha, fucking funny! Why? Yeah because he came to my house! ?wtf? I have no bloody idea. My mom invited him in -- "jemput masuk, buatlah macam rumah sendiri." ?wtf?. Well, his reaction? He was grinning all the way with his cute dimple.. Ha-ha! Suddenly my mom gave him and asked him to change his t-shirt, ?wtf? another thing that doesn't make sense. It's not that he's drenched in the rain or something,?wtf? it's a sunny day for heaven's sake!

Surprisingly, he wanted to changed in the living room, in front of me! ?wtf? What the fuck? Suddenly my mom was no where in sight. I told him -- "go change in the room-lah", he replied -- "alah.. macam tak pernah nampak-lah you ni.." ???WTF??? What's that supposed to mean? He continued to change but never put on the t-shirt. Then suddenly....

My mobile alarm rang.. Ha-ha! What else? I woke up-lah. Disappointing eh? Ha-ha!

Damn! I missed the bus yesterday , then waited for the bus service 963 macam nak berjanggut seh! In the bus, Razif boarded the bus.. Ha-ha! He's also late! He's my ex-schoolmate in Si Ling Secondary and now my classmate in ITE. A class joker and kind of reminds me of Rusell Peters, the stand-up comedian. It's like the time when class about to start, he just boarded the bus. From there, you know how late we are.

Class was great, the people in it are also great. All the gerek people actually exists in that class, IT2P. Kind of put my mind at peace. Group work is also a breeze with my great group members. They're Shufen, Shaiful and Chris. We can get along very well too. Shufen and Shaiful are both a sweet couple, well Chris is a bit mysterious, on his part, he loves those metal music and such.

Sweet, right? Such a friendly and caring couple.

There are other friendly people in IT2P too, they're Razif, Hafiz, Putra (I never talked to him though, but he looks friendly, alright.), Maisarah, Geraldine, Audrey, the two twins I don't remember their names (sheesh! Shame on me!), hmm.. the guy, I forgot the name - goes to the same Operating System class with me.. So far that's all I remember knowing. Ha-ha!

At the canteen during our Entrepreneurship break, I discovered that people who uses the toilet at the canteen all are plain dumb -- well most of them. Reason? Because they have no fucking idea that the sub-main water tap is closed -- by ME, actually. Muahaha.. Some prankster I am, but honestly that thing was left turned off like that for the whole week! Believe it? Oh My God! Everyone who used the darn toilet are clueless and oblivious that the tap is turned off. It was really funny! I told Shufen about it, and she said no wonder there's no water. Ha-ha, I can't help laughing! I don't intend to turn it on - ever! Ha-ha!

There wasn't any PE lesson -- CANCELLED! We went home quite early. I went to the D-Tech room to meet Chao Lin as he helped to burn Sony Soundforge 8 for me. So nice of him. After that I took bus service 14 to town. Along Queensway junction near the IKEA, there was an accident, a car exploded in flames, an BMW to be exact, the whole car burst into flames. As usual, there's the Kaypoh people hanging around there to see. I don't think there was any casualties. The car was badly damaged the interior gone and exterior too, the fumes diffused in the bus air conditoner's filter, I could smell burnt plastic and rubber at my seat which lasted about 5 minutes.

I alighted at Lucky Plaza. Walked over to NYDC. I saw Fareez, Halif, Saini and at the sight of Hab I scoot off. Fareez was friendly as usual, saying Hi and asked me if I was from school. That Halif waved at me and left Coldside. I messaged Yusuff earlier and told him to bring along the song list he wanted, but I changed my mind and took the MRT home. On the way to the MRT, I dropped by the 7-eleven to buy the Absolut Vodka. The small darn bottle costs S$7.95. I wanted to buy but then the queue was rather long. So I changed my mind.

In the MRT, guess who I saw? Remember watching the Malay brothers who got through the 1st round of Singapore Idol audition on TV? The elder brother who is more bubbly and younger brother who is the quieter one? Yeah I saw the younger brother in the MRT, all the while he was looking down and (pretend to) sleep. Ha-ha!

And oh, in the Singapore Idol auditions, I remembered seeing an ex-NYDC staff taking part, he's a mixed Malay-Caucasian in his teens. Of course he didn't make it through. But I remembered that Marsillah, Anna and some Hotside people hates him. Reason? I don't know.

Everyone knows me at NYDC to be the most craziest Coldside kitchen staff, well firstly because I love to crank around. Ha-ha! And for my Million Rupee stunt during Christmas Eve. I tell ya, it was a HIT! Even the customers were laughing at it! Once in a lifetime performance! Muahaha! "Encore! Encore!" -- Most of them requested, but Nahh! It's not going to happen again. Ever. Like Eminem used to rap, "I'd be so empty without ME.." Well, true.. true.. that's what I see in NYDC especially in Coldside.

I got a drink and some keropok to snack on that night. My mom was home..

That night I was talking to Aidil about the Singapore Idol thing, he's so cute-lah by putting his personal message as 'Singing Nong Nong Ago..' Ha-ha! He told me Singapore Idol Audition Encore was going to be at 10pm on Channel 5. I dozed off before I could watch it.. my mom woke me up to turn off my laptop. Ha-ha! Too tired-lah..

When I woke up today, I was feeling under the weather and my head ached like hell. I don't really know how hell is but I couldn't move my head much. It's really painful. Felt like I was hit with a darn stick. I remembered waking up in the middle of the night, to get myself a drink, in which my mom turn on the air-conditioner. It was darn freezing-lah. The alarm went off and was vibrating on my cheek! My mobile was at my face, no wonder the aching head. Ha-ha!

No, I didn't go to school today.. Rest at home. I sms-ed Shufen to tell her I'm not coming. I have my Operating System class tomorrow which is a MUST to be there, by hook or by crook.

I will blog again tomorrow, hopefully.. Now, I want to have my dinner and looking forward to the Incredible Tales at 10 p.m. tonight and I will talk about it tomorrow. Woohoo!

Cheers!

On My Birthday!

2006-05-21T14:52:00.000+08:00

Firstly, I apologise for the delay in posting my entries. Thing is, my intention was to post on my Birthday but then, I reached home late and kinda tired to switch on my laptop, let alone to post any darn thing up. So, as promised to those who are impatient to see my entries, read on for it.

WARNING: This might be a hell long for an entry, So I suggest that you grab some snack and a drink first. So here it goes...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.. 2 days ago was my 18th Birthday. I celebrated it with my loved ones -- my beloved Mom and relatives in the day and my Beloved Sis at night. After past midnight on 19 May, I received numerous sms-es, like almost every minute I was bombared with sms-es saying that now that I'm 18, I can do illegal things? What illegal things? Ok-lah maybe that now I'm 18, the perks is that I could go club-hopping, get myself booze without people bugging me, get ciggies if I wanted to, sign up to a mobile/internet/whatever line without parent's consent and bla, bla, bla.. Nah, I'm not so keen on all that, maybe sometimes it's a good thing-lah. All I wanted to do is to get motorbike licence. Yeah that's my real goal, man! Apart from my hectic school schedule, I've some personal commitments. So maybe I will.. s l o w l y fulfil my goal. Better than never, right?

In the day, my mobile inbox was flooded with more sms-es, thanks to those who gave me their well-wishes.. be it in any form, I appreciated it all. My aunt and uncle slept over and their kids were around, both of them are so cute and mischievious. Someone asked me what my Mom got for my Birthday.. You want me to ask for presents from my Mom? Hell, no! She got me the best Birthday present ever -- this HP notebook PC . It costs a whooping S$2899 when it first came out, till now I still love it. This thing is like my best friend, I wouldn't leave home without it. Literally..

Ok, then around afternoon Mom cooked fried macaroni and chicken, whenever she cook it's always spicy and yeah -- delicious. Today, surprisingly, it's not all that spicy! Thank God! She cooked alot! Like for a dozen people.. and then she made garlic bread, Yummy! She knew that I'm going out with Sis, so she got a mini cake for me -- chocolate one, it's darn yummy I tell ya!

Can you spot something odd in this picture? If you deal with cakes long enough, you can see it easily. Give up? Scroll down..

Muahahahaha..!! It's damn funny-lah! My Mom makes us laugh really hard. She fixed the candle without the candle stand! Look properly and you can see it. Muahahaha..!! So cute-lah my Mom..

Then she lid up the candle.. Happy Birthday to me...!! *Blows candle*

After that we watched an Indonesian Horror movie on DVD, titled Panggil Namaku x3, meaning.. Call my name three times. It's a great movie though. Lots of cute guys in the story.. Muahaha..!!

The story is about a school nerd always being bullied and forced to do things. Her late aunt promised to seek revenge for her if she call her name three times. Some black magic there. From super-clumsy became into a super-hottie. Rather interesting..

My uncle went home and I got ready to meet my Sis that night. Met her after her work ends at around 7p.m.

We met at Somerset and headed off to NYDC to see our ex-colleagues who was working that night. And so.. Coldside kitchen was never the same again.. after I left that is! We saw Zen and some unfamiliar faces in Coldside. We saw Hab as cashier at Wait 2, Nicholas as the MOD, Halif at Hotside Kitchen, Yusuff working at Waitside (Hmm.. Maybe he's the Runner.)

We kinda jumped when Yusuff came calling our names.. We were excited to see them of course. Zen was busy in Coldside so we changed our minds about buying Goldmine cheesecake. I simply love Goldmine cheesecake but hell we decided to get Big O's cakes! So we proceeded to Big O to buy cakes, hoping it's still open as it's already almost 10.

We walked and got some Old Chang Kee and lime juice on our way. We noticed something really weird.. THERE'S STARBUCKS EVERYWHERE! Opposite Centrepoint, Wisma Atria, Paragon, near the California Fitness, at Lido.. Arghh!! It's everywhere... turn left, turn right, you'll see one. The best part is, IT'S FULL HOUSE!

At Wheelock Place, we went to Level 2 and proceed to Big O. No one really know us from Big O, maybe they recognise us from the Annual Dinner and Dance but don't really know who we are. We got the Spike 'D' and a slice of Indecent Obsession. Yummy! Spike 'D' is a yummy durian cake while the Indecent Obsession is a chocolate-hazelnut cake.

We then walked over to Lido to see what Midnight movie is available. It was rather disappointing really, only three on the Midnight list. Maybe the Orchard Cathay Cineleisure has more variety. There's the Da Vinci Code, Poseidon and Grandma's Son, if I'm not mistaken-lah.

We chose the Da Vinci Code. So we queued... Damn long queue. Some interesting discovery by some people in the queue.

At the booth, we chose the 12 midnight movie. Each tix costs S$9.50.

We headed out of Shaw and searched for a 'spot' to enjoy our cakes. There's a reason why we got the Spike 'D', I'll tell in a moment..

We crossed the street over to the Far East Shopping centre's 7 eleven to get a drink. All shops were closed by then. We sat in front of the mall and opened our cake boxes..

Cakes from BIG O! Damn yummy! The fact is BIG O is the sister company to NYDC. So yeah they have the similarities..

This is the Indecent Obsession. Yummy!

We opened the box and Sis fixed and lighted up the candle...

Yeah.. Happy Birthday to Me... again!

I've worked at NYDC and handled enough cakes to easily guess how long the cakes is kept in the chiller.. The cakes bought seemed to be around 3 days old. The top layer seems a little dry but the inside is rather moist and soft.

The rounded cake is the Spike 'D' while the sliced one is the Indecent Obsession.

And the taste? Without a doubt, it's yummy!

The reason why we got the Spike 'D' was because durian is known for being heaty.. Since we're to watch movie in a fully air-conditioned environment, that might do some help. My Sis forgot her sweater, and we came up with some theories.. that's why..

The Aftermath -- we finished it all. It's so yummy! Such diabetes-induced indulgence.

We walked back to Shaw, and got into a corner for some air as the movie is not due till in another 45-minutes time. We snap a picture.

It was really warm, and I was perspiring profusely.

Before we decided to snap more, someone was watching us -- yes, intently. Then, he walked towards us and loitered around us. We felt uneasy and walked away. That Mofo followed us! Such an psycho! We walked quickly and went down the escalator, trying to get him out of our sight. Sheesh! Psycho! We were lucky that we managed to get away quickly.

I told Sis to go to the restroom first before going in the cinema so that we won't get distracted by our 'tanks' during the movie. Just as I thought, there was a queue. Sis went to Subway to buy some cookies and we walked around looking at posters. One really caught our attention. The Devil wears Prada... I read the novel, it's a great story. But for the movie, I don't know yet...

I decided to get a snap of the Scary Movie 4. It has been released in the US already in April. James was telling me about the movie's release in April and wanted to watch it togeether but we were disappointed for the fact it won't be out in Singapore so soon. It'll be in June. Lame right? By that time, the movie is no more a hit.

It's time.. to enter the cinema to watch the Da Vinci Code at Hall 7.

The Da Vinci Code is rather an interesting movie -- Starring Tom Hanks and Audrey Tautou. What I've heard about it is that the book is better, the movie seemed rushed and misleading. I'm not really sure about that, honestly, I quite enjoyed it. And really have to concentrate it to understand the movie. It's known that some people banned the Da Vinci Code due to religious conflicts. It's mostly the Christians. It's just a fictional story written by some author named Dan Brown, assuming the greatest artist, Leonardo Da Vinci's message behind his magnum opuses and theories.

Outside Shaw at 2.30a.m.

After the movie, we exit Shaw and headed to the Mcdonald's for a quick snack, we ended up getting a McSpicy meal, paid using Sis's ez-link card. We ate while walking and waited for the Night Rider, NR2 to Sembawang.

Waiting at the empty bus stop. Damn long! We took a cab home from Admiralty.

So that's all about it on 19 May. I enjoyed my day with my loved ones very much. Spending my day with friends? Not yet-lah, family's first priority. Followed by *ehem*... and friends.

Before I end this entry, I wanna thank my Sis, Mom and Bro for being in my life. Ultimately, I wanna thank GOD for choosing them to be my family, making my days happy (though sometimes sad.. Muahaha..!!) and being in my life, making a difference, going through shit and joy together.. I really love them no matter what. So..

I LOVE YOU ALL! THANK YOU!

I will post again soon.. Maybe in the evening. Insya'allah. Till then, I wanna help Mom with the cooking in the kitchen...

Cheers!

(The photos are quite badly taken, doesn't really matter to me though.)