It’s My Mom’s Birthday
My mother is a biology teacher in a girls’ school
She didn’t make me attend her school, thank god
Don’t think she’d appreciate other teachers telling her i cut their class or something tee hee
Archive for March, 2005
It’s My Mom’s Birthday
My mother is a biology teacher in a girls’ school
She didn’t make me attend her school, thank god
Don’t think she’d appreciate other teachers telling her i cut their class or something tee hee
Anyway continuing my post, i intentionally put these pictures up since she’s in them as well
We were at one of the hotels earlier this year for my cousin’s birthday party
Richard was turning 11
I wore this long-sleeved white top
Thinking it’s decent for a family thinga ma jig
I remember i met up with PassedOutBen after the brunch to go to KLCC
“Friend, what’s with the long-sleeved top?”
“Decent wut! Family thing.”
“Friend. It’s fucking transparent okay. I can see your bra.”
“Urm…. it’s long-sleeved…?”
Anyway
See there!
Woohoo…!
Family pics!
HaD* to put up a silly picture of Smalls since she only has the same jack-ass pictures of her smiling and smiling and smiling on her blog
The kiddies were all playing games with the clown which was UTTERLY adorable
There’s just something about watching children laugh which is so unpretentiously pure
I studied them enviously contemplating whether or not to join them and sit cross-legged on the floor
Bloody Smalls kept on saying, “Go la! Go la!”
Reverse psychology sure as hell works
So i observed from my chair like a matured adult
Wishing dearly i was seven again
BWAGH!!!! SO CUTE!!!
*tries not to GRAB kid and run off home*
The clown made them all balloon animals and thingies as well
This tiny kid took up more space then licensed with his huge-ass balloon…
Michelle is six
Crazyadorable and intelligent and knows it
Puts it well to full use manipulating my cousins and i
I reckon she’s going to be a dangerous ho when she grows up
Look at that
She hugs all my cousins EXCEPT me
Okay, well she *does* give me a hug now and then
But she does this whole calling-my-name
and cuddling-up-to-everyone-except-me thing
while making sure i’m watching
Damn sengaja okay
Aww so cute how all the kiddies open their mouths wide as a fish to sing
Whereas we adults tend to mumblemumble our birthday songs through…
Anyway, back to my mom
She’s well-known for being fierce as fuck in her school
Everytime i go clubbing and meet some chick from Assunta
They give me shocked slash scared faces when they know who’s my mom
Let me give you a nice story
The girls were having some treasure hunt going on during school hours
One of the teachers must have noticed what type of shoes my mom was wearing that particular day and put it down as one of the things on the list of things to hunt for
I think it was A Blue Stiletto or something, my mom said
Well, my mom has LOADS of coloured stilettos
So slutty shoes run in my family 
Anyway, something ran along the lines of: no girl dared go ask her for a shoe
A student finally went into the science lab to ask her for it
Not only did she get points for collecting that item
But she got extra points for Bravery as well
Goddamn.
Immunity To Me
I was skipping across the road with Zaidi on Friday night from Zouk
Or so ProGermanAaron told me
“I was skipping?!”
“Yup you were skipping.”
“Who was i skipping with?!”
“Zaidi.”
“He was skipping too?”
“No… he was just layaning wei. You two were holding hands and he just walked.”
“BwaHAHAHA!”
“You damn chiowtut wei. You know what you said?”
“Uh oh …. what…”
“You said ‘Ashley’s favourite tree is fried chicken’ when we were going to pick her up.”
“What does that mean?”
“How i know!”
After being super-alco-ed out on Thursday and Friday
i actually didn’t feel like chucking large quantities of alcohol down myself last night
So i just took it easy
And danced a bit here and a bit there
In Poppy
Whose music was pretty crappy last night
Fucking hell slow
Plus i get emo seeing people dancing badly and NOT to the beat
ISH
Other than that i just got pointed out to me
That in the picture of me drinking just below
I’m holding two glasses…. whoa.
I didn’t even realise that
I Would Walk 500 Miles
And I Would Walk 500 More
Not really, i’d rather fly.
I was listening to opera practically whole day yesterday
The reason is because i don’t want to listen to songs which have words
They tend to be distracting when i’m doing my so-called work
It was coincidental that they played opera at the Zouk Urban Baroque party last night too…
Freeflow again
WhiskeyBeerWine
Two freeflow party nights in a row is getting me way too trashed
Good thing we left just before the raid
I’m falling in love with Sharini because she’s as alcoholic as am i
We went there with AshleyTheMonkey
Ash doesn’t drink much you see
Plus she’s a very responsible (and crazyfast) driver
No doubt she’s a fine driver but my heart *does* do little jumps whenever she does some little stunt on the road
Or…
When she gets annoyed by a guy hassling her and races him and theN blocks him
Or…
When she speeds, grabs the steering wheel with both hands and makes funny noises like
“Weeeeeee!!!” “Vroommm… vroommm….”
And bops her head up and down while pursing her lips cheekily
And you all thought *i* was the crazy one….
Listening to someone’s radio blog
They’re mostly French songs
As not to distract me
Got the link from this guy in France who reads my blog
Cool shit
I don’t understand a thing
Yowza
oh noooooo
I just received pictures of me massively drunk and slutting with MafiaMary last night
It was Poppy & Passion’s 1st Anniversary Party
I think some people are finally getting their own back and taking pics of mE drunk now instead of the other way around
ish
it’s karma i tell you
Karmaaaa
Well i’ll put some pics up
But not the massively drunk and massively slutty ones :p
Haha see i’m still standing 
Then from my* cam
My memory is getting worse and worse
Last night a girl was walking towards us
I *know* i’ve met her before
So i quickly turn to ask someone else for her name
“What’shernamewhat’shername i forgot!”
“It’s Shirley.”
“Okies.”
Ten seconds later i clarify just in case.
“Shelley is it?”
“NO, it’s SHIRLEY.”
“Shit.”
She Read Between The Lines
No no not that girl i was bitching about
ENOUGH about her
Let’s move on, shall we?
I was at Segafredo a week ago with
LogaBenHoTheHoJoseStanRamjeet
Wasn’t in a very talkative mood so i just gulped my beer
Ramjeet was reading Stanley’s palm
And the others were misinterpreting her readings from
“You will have alot of male influence in your life…”
to
“Haha! Stan’s gonna be gay!”
Which naturally made him somewhat worried and dissatisfied
Ramjeet said it was easier to read the palm of a person she doesn’t really know
My ears perked up
“Me! Me! Me!”
I held up both palms to face her
Don’t ask me why i had to show both
She’s the professional one
She stared at them thoughtfully for a few seconds
I waited with baited breath
She finally spoke
“You ar… You never worry! Your life easy only… just flowing. No worry lines at all!”
My eyes shot open wide immediately
Cos i knew it was supertrue
And Loga who knows what i’m up to everyday
Turned to me saying
“Wow… damn accurate man!”
“Heh… crap.”
Ramjeet continued her readings by asking me to shuffle some cards
“Think about your life and what you want to ask, then you stop shuffling.”
So i concentrated:
Will i go back to London? Will i go back to London? Will i go back to London? Will i go back to London? Will i live in uk for the rest of my life? Will i live in uk for the rest of my life? Will i live in uk for the rest of my life? Will i live in uk for the rest of my life? Will i see a fairy there? Will i see a fairy there? Will i see a fairy there? Will i see a fairy there?
She came up with:
* my life seems to flow easily till the end
yay!
* i never have to worry about money
yay!
* i’ll never be lonely and always have people around me
yay!
* i’m not a business-minded person and my business luck is bad
damn
* i never think before doing (something in that context)
erm heh
* i’ll be continuing my further education overseas
hmm i don’t see *that* happening… yet
* i’m loyal
this generated alot of surprised and shocked looks around the table
“Surprisingly…”
“Wow, really….”
Me: 
No fairy questions were answered though. Damn.
But she also said that our palm lines change every 6 months
Kinda proving that we can change our destiny, yea?
I told some people bout my readings
“She said i don’t think haha.”
“I don’t need to read your palms to tell you *that*!”
“I don’t have worry lines.”
“Ha. I bet have alot of worry lines. All the stress caused by YOU!”
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